All Chapters of Rejected Luna: He wants me back : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

VERENAI close my eyes as I feel his mouth on mine. He takes his time to devour my lips and the kiss sets off a sharp, wild need in me. But then something electric zaps through me and I feel a strong surge of energy within me. What was that? I break the kiss and look at my arms. I gasp when I see the silver marks have completely faded. How is this possible? “What happened?” he asks and then looks at my arms. He lifts a brow when he realizes why I am shocked. “The marks are gone.” He mutters and I look at him with wide eyes. “I felt something inside me when we kissed,” I whisper, not being able to process what happened. My body feels stronger and I don’t feel the weight of the curse anymore inside me. “The curse is lifted!” Serena yells in my head and then she starts chuckling. “One kiss is all it takes.” She starts singing. “To lift the curse on me.” I stop my urge to roll my eyes. But then my attention falls to Elijah. His eyes droop a little and fear washes over me. Oh my God

VERENA“All of this is too complicated,” I groan in frustration and massage my throbbing temple. Elijah smiles and I gasp when he rolls his body to the right, making me lay beneath him on the bed. He gets on top of me and caresses my cheek with the back of his hand. “You don’t have to stress your pretty little head over such matters for now.” I sigh. “But if the Goddess is really dead and the mate bond is being messed with, then what hope do we have? Isn’t it a sign of the dark future us werewolves are heading towards?” His brows knit in thought. “I don’t believe the Goddess is dead,” The firmness in his voice shocks me. “If she was, then we would have felt the change. The moon cycles would have changed and celestial wolves wouldn’t have existed. Your wolf is her creation.” He explains. His words ignite hope in me. “Yeah, you’re right. The changes would have been drastic. But there isn’t much that has happened, except the mate bond messing up.” “I won’t say it messed up now,” he l

VERENAMy fingers literally dig into the mattress as I roll my eyes, pleasure consuming every inch of my body. Hard, rough strokes rock my body. They drive me to the edge with every thrust. I can hear my heartbeat matching the rhythm of his pounding against my flesh. A wild euphoric sensation ripples through me as his cock drives me to my end. I arch my head up and stare at the wall with my blurry vision while convulsive waves grip my body. I feel his finger circle the entrance of my butthole before pushing it inside. Oh Goddess! My body shakes, my brain reeling. I give into the moment with total surrender. I submit to him. A soul-shattering orgasm robs me of my senses. I come in quivering waves. “Fuck! Rena!” He growls, my name rolling down his tongue smoothly before he comes inside me. My heart pounds and sweat drips down my breasts as I pant for air. My legs feel like jelly. I feel his hot lips on my back, placing a few wet kisses before he helps me lie down on the bed. Afte

VERENA“No. I can do that myself,” I retort immediately. He moves closer to me. “But I can do it better.” I lift my head to meet his gaze. “I know. But not today.” I whisper, placing a light kiss on his lip. My words are the opposite of what I want. But if I let him get his way, I have a feeling I won’t be able to walk for the rest of the day. Disappointment crosses his features and I add. “When all of this is over, I'll let you do whatever you like to me.” He lifts a brow. “Whatever?” I nod. “Whatever.” He smirks and the darkness in his eyes makes a shiver run down my spine. My nipples turn hard thinking about the things he’s waiting to do with me. I don’t know what he’s planning but one thing I’m sure of—I’m going to love whatever he has in store for me. “Then it's a deal.” He growls before walking out of the bathroom. I take a quick shower, knowing that he’s still in my room as I can smell his scent. I step out of my bathroom in my white robe and find him lying on my bed,

VERENAObjects that have some sort of strong emotional connection work well as magical carriers.I step out of my office and head to the living room where Ezra is watching TV with Dad. They are both watching some animated movie. Dad notices me. “Rena, come, sit with us. We are watching Finding Dory.” He pats the seat beside him and Ezra turns to me.“Mommy, look! The blue fish’s name is Dory too. Like our Dory.” He says in excitement and I smile. If Dory hears this, she’ll be fuming with rage. She hates her name but for some reason does not try to change it.I miss all of them.“Aw, is that so? Do you like the fish Dory?” I ask as I move closer to him.He thinks a little. “Mhm. Yeah.”I kneel on one leg. “Good. Now there’s something I have to give to you.”Dad looks at me and raises his eyebrows questioningly.“Give me your hand,” I say and Ezra does as told. I tie the bracelet around his wrist tightly.“Mommy, I gave you this bracelet,” Ezra mutters in a confused tone. “Don’t you lik