All Chapters of The Alpha's Unloved Luna: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

KEAGAN'S POV ~Emma's face drained of all color, her mouth agape in shock as she stood before the restroom door. My eyes moved to the right and I saw that she wasn't alone—Hector stood beside her, equally stunned, followed by a group of guests, both familiar and unfamiliar. Their eyes darted back and forth between the bloody scene and Sylvia, who was slipping in and out of consciousness.Speaking of the devil.Sylvia groaned and raised her head. Her eyes were closed, brows creased as she moved her hands blindly. Was she looking for me? Gritting my teeth, I inched a bit closer and emitted some pheromones so she could know how close I was. And immediately her hands moved to circle my neck. I stiffened as she pulled me closer, whining softly."Don't go Keagan," She whimpered in a slur, her face was so close to mine that her sweet breath fanned across my nose. "I'm so scared. Hold me."My eyes widened in surprise.I stared at her face, trying to discern if she was intentionally pulling me

KEAGAN'S POV ~Fuck! I had no idea how many times I had cursed, but I was certain it surpassed a million. I glared at the reports scattered around me."Got it?" I growled at Hector, who kept wiping sweat from his forehead. I had no fucking idea why he was sweating."Yes, Alpha. This is the Reynold's family's address," he said, still looking hesitant. I didn't bother to ask him why he was giving me such a look. I was already marching out of the hospital's front door when something—or was it someone?—bumped into me.I looked down to see a young nurse, her face partially hidden by a nose mask, her features twisted in pain."I'm... sorry," I muttered quickly, frowning at her. Her brows furrowed, but she didn't speak. She dusted herself off and scurried away before I could even try to help her up. I had no idea what it was, but something felt off.Those eyes... They were familiar.Dusting off my suit and staring at the area where the strange nurse had disappeared, I gritted my teeth in fru

Jessica's P.O.VI've been to this office over the last month i started working with Keagan but it had never felt this…terrifying.The vast space made the blood rush into my head and Keagan’s deliberate absence tightened my chest.He was trying to ruffle my feathers and he was winning, all very easily.Fuck.I wanted to rip him to shreds for doing this to me.So I yelled, “What now? Hiding after you commit a crime? You can't face your nemesis?” My voice bounced off the walls, informing me that the office was soundproofed.I didn't know how to feel about that information. Would I need to scream for help?“No, no, no, dear dead wife,” A booming voice echoed in the room, sending shivers down my spine and I gasped, darting my eyes everywhere. But Keagan was still nowhere to be found.“You've gotten it all twisted.” He continued in that chilling voice that made my stomach flood with nausea. “You are the one who hid after committing a crime. Actually you hid for eight wonderful years.”“I di

JESSICA'S POV ~My mind went blank for a moment, like someone had pulled the plug on my thoughts.All I could do was stare at Keagan, my mouth tightly pressed into a thin line, while my mind whirled with confusion and disbelief.Disgust and disdain followed next and my shocked filled expression turned into a scathing glare.Keagan was indeed an epitome of Shamelessness."Over my fucking dead body! A fucking No!" I snarled at him, and saw his jaw tightened but I didn't give a shit about him nor his emotions."So what about your kids? What about Emma who you left me for? Does she now bore you? Where is she? Has she now been tossed aside like how I was?" I threw him a sardonic smile and saw his expression keep darkening, and it brought nothing but joy in my sorrowful life."Jessica!" He growled in warning, but I cackled, clapping my hands."What?" It was just a harmless question, why the expression? Am I right?”"You fucking talk too much." He snapped back at me and I raised a brow."It'

JESSICA'S POV ~ As soon as I stepped into the four walls of my room, I slumped to the floor, heaving out a deep sigh. I palmed my face, panting heavily as a sickening feeling engulfed me, making my gut twist. A feeling that made me want to curl into a ball and never bring my head up ever again. I had almost broken down in front of Keagan, despite the years I'd spent vowing never to do so. My tears had almost spilled, and he almost took advantage of my vulnerability. How many years had I craved those words? For him to want me back? How many times had I longed for him to assure me that I was the only one he cared about? How many times had I been left wanting, left hurting? Bloodcurdling fury replaced my grief as quickly as a snap of the fingers. I straightened, my eyes hardening into cold, calculating slits. No... it was too late. What I wanted was revenge. I wanted Emma to suffer, to bleed like she made me bleed, and then make Keagan watch his beloved slowly die before his very