All Chapters of Rejected Luna: He wants me back : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

VERENAHis gaze follows mine to the bandage, a flicker of worry crosses his features. "The doctors said your muscle tissues and tendons were damaged," he explains, his voice soft but firm. "The wolf's bite punctured pretty deeply. They stitched the wound closed, and it's healing, but it'll take time." I purse my lips before I ask. “How many hours has it been?” “An entire day.” He says and the news hits me like a physical blow. “A whole day. I was out for that long?" Dad drags the chair kept beside the bed to the front and sits on it. “The doctors found some substance inside your body that slowed down your healing. You shouldn’t have been feeling this much pain and it should have healed. But it isn't, because of that substance.” His jaw clenches, a flicker of worry igniting in his eyes. I remember seeing Nixie before I passed out. I can bet that it was her who had injected some kind of herb or concoction in me to slow down my healing. But why was she there? What relation did she

VERENAMazie bites her nail, her eyes lost in thought. “Um, one of my friends in the orphanage was sold to the royal family as a maid by our… w-warden.” Her face turns bitter on mentioning her. “This man came to the orphanage to take her to the castle. I was there and trying to help my friend fight the man. She didn’t want to be sold. But he dragged her from there and I was very angry at that man. That’s why I can’t forget his face.” I frown. A servant from the royal family? So is the man who was part of the gang associated with the royal family? It does not make sense. I turn to Mazie. “Thank you for letting me know.” Mazie nods and then after talking to her for a few minutes, she leaves the ward. I look at dad. “Ezra?” “Ezra doesn't know anything about the attack or that you are in the hospital. Just like every other time, Maria told him that you have an important meeting and that you are on a mission to save the word,” he replies and chuckles. I smile, feeling relieved. Being

VERENAMy eyes go wide in shock. “What. R-really?” I ask, looking down at my belly. She nods, her smile turning into a full grin. “However, it's still very early. My tests never go wrong and I can confirm that you are pregnant. But we’d still need to do tests. Why don't we schedule another appointment for a follow-up ultrasound in a couple of weeks?" I am not able to utter a word, my mind completely occupied with what she just said. I am…pregnant? I remember Elijah and me not using protection while having sex that night. Since I am a werewolf now and his mate, the process of me getting pregnant must be faster than normal. Happiness floods me. I’ll have another child. Elijah and my child. But hope is quickly doused by a wave of fear. My pack is in danger, Elijah hasn’t responded to my calls and I just went through an attack. Everything is uncertain. How will I bring a child into this chaos? Because of me, Ezra has already gone through a lot. Am I ready for such a responsibility?

VERENAElijah strides into the conference room. He doesn't look at me, not even a flicker of acknowledgment in his cold gaze. An aura of icy authority clings to him, making the air crackle with tension. He moves with a predatory grace, each deliberate step echoing in the sudden silence. Reaching the table, he doesn't pull out a chair near me.Instead, with a sharp scrape, he drags a chair to the far end, maximizing the distance between us. Only then does he sit, his posture rigid, his jaw clenched tight. My brows furrow as I watch him, a knot of unease tightening in my gut.A wave of emotions crashes over me – anger, confusion, and a yearning so intense it takes my breath away. But above all, it's the longing that steals the show. Seeing him after so long… My pulse quickens, a frantic drumbeat against my ears. Every muscle in my body tenses, caught between the urge to lash out and the desperate yearning to reach out to him.But his gaze doesn't meet mine, his eyes distant and unreadabl

VERENAIn matters like these, I suspect my heart and ask myself if I am a fool who couldn’t see through Elijah’s cruel intentions. But my heart is in the right place. Because all his words are a lie.A plan that he formulated. We need to act like we hate each other in front of Cyrus and that I’m heartbroken.My task is to make that lie sound true. So my heart needs to break again, I need to feel it again. Otherwise, General Cyrus will see through the cracks.If I’m going to act heartbroken, then I need to feel it to its rawest form, and only Elijah can bring that out of me.A growl rips through Carlisle’s throat as he grabs Elijah’s collar and launches his fist at him. I am startled by his act, so is Dad, but he does not stop him. Elijah grabs his fist before it can hit his face and glares at Carlisle.Of course, Carlisle does not know. I did not have the time to tell him.“I’ve had enough of you disrespecting Verena. Shut your trash mouth, or I’ll break your jaw right here, on this ta