All Chapters of Game of Power: The Adopted Luna's Redemption : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Liz POV We pull up to the hotel just inside Moonstone Pack territory. My eyes flicker to Deimos with questions. I want to know why we aren’t staying at the pack house, but his tight jaw and hardened gaze tell me not to ask any questions. The driver pulls up to the front doors of the hotel, and Deimos exits the car without looking at me. I quickly follow him into the hotel, keeping myself just a few steps behind him. He is walking without his cane and hiding his limp well. If I didn’t know he was injured, I wouldn’t be able to spot the slight limp. His wolf must be working overtime to keep up the illusion that he doesn’t have an injured leg. Deimos approaches the front desk, and the receptionist cowers in fear. I don’t blame her. The look on his face is more than a little intimidating. I peek around his massive form and recognize the girl behind the front desk. She was one of the few that dared to torment me in school. Her name is Becky. I slip behind Deimos and try t

Liz POV I am too stunned to squeal or speak as Deimos throws me over his shoulder. My head and arms are hanging upside down, bouncing off his back. Deimos kicks the door of the bedroom open and gently tosses me on the king-sized bed. His eyes rake over my body like a man possessed. I didn’t think it was possible for his eyes to become any darker than what they already were. His darkened gaze sweeps over my body, and I can feel my panties get wet. Lifting his nose to the air, Deimos lets out a sound that sounds like a purr. I know he can smell my arousal, and it only makes me hotter. Squeezing my thighs together, I try to release the pressure that is building between them. Deimos slowly strips off his shirt, and my breath hitches in my chest. I have seen him completely naked before, so the way he looks should be no surprise to me. But every time I see him, it is like I am seeing him for the first time. My tongue darts out and wets my lips. I find myself wondering what h

Liz POV We pull up to the pack house of the Moonstone Pack. This place holds so many memories of my childhood, both good and bad. It looks the same and different all at the same time. I have only been gone a few short weeks, but everything in my life is different now. The way I see the world is different now. I will never forget my first night in this house. I had just lost my caretaker, Gretchen, and I was scared to be alone. My mother held me all night, assuring me that I would be okay. But it wasn’t my mother that comforted me the most. It was the voice inside my mind. It wasn’t the first time I had heard the voice, but it was definitely the most memorable. The voice whispered in my mind that I was finally home. As I grew older, I learned the voice I heard in my mind was that of my wolf, Majesty. She kept me safe and comfortable during the roughest years of my life. She helped me deal with the bullies in school and helped me feel like less of an outcast. But

Deimos POV Elizabeth’s shoulders are slumped over in the passenger seat of the car on the way back to the hotel. She is staring out of the window with tears freely flowing down her cheeks. Normally, she tries to be so strong, but not this time. Duko is howling painfully in my mind, begging me to take her sadness away. I keep glancing at her from the corner of my eyes. I want to ask her what was said between her and Osiris, but I don’t know how to approach the conversation. If Elizabeth wanted me to know what was said I am sure she would have told me by now. We pull up to the hotel and I toss my keys to the valet. He tries to open the door to let Elizabeth out, but I growl loudly, and he steps away from the car. I quickly move to the other side of the car, disguising my limp. I open Elizabeth’s door, and she looks up at me. The look on her face breaks me. Her mascara is running down her face, and her lipstick is smeared. She tries to plaster the fake smile she has been

Liz POV I fell asleep in the comfort of Deimos’s arms last night. After I confessed that I loved him, I expected him to make love to me again, but he didn’t. Instead, he stripped us both down to our underwear and led me to the bed. He wrapped me in his arms and fell asleep quickly. But I didn’t fall asleep as quickly. I laid in bed and worried about what my father said. He warned me that Deimos was evil and that he couldn’t be trusted. He believed everything that Nico said and made it clear that he would never support Deimos as an Alpha. Nothing I said could make him change his mind. Finally, I blurted out that I loved Deimos. My father called me a fool. Told me that Deimos was just using me for sex. That is when I stormed out of the kitchen with tears flowing down my cheeks. My father has never spoken to me that way before. He has never been disappointed in me before. It hurt, but it hurt more to think about not being with Deimos. With tears streaming down my face,