All Chapters of Rejected Luna: He wants me back : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

VERENAShock morphs his handsome face. “No, of course not.”“There’s a difference, Elijah, between protecting someone and keeping them in the dark,” I explain, my voice regaining its calm. “I understand your fear, but a relationship is built on trust and communication. We support each other, share burdens, face the world together. Not fight our battles alone because we think the other person can’t handle it.”His gaze softens, a flicker of understanding in his eyes. “I understand, and I am sorry,” he says, his emotions true. “Do you forgive me, Rena?”The anger still simmers within me. “No, Elijah,” I say, my voice firm. “I don’t forgive you for not even trying to communicate with me before.”His broad shoulders slump, sadness clouding his eyes. It's a look I don’t enjoy seeing, but it's a necessary step.“But,” I continue, making his attention shift back to me, “I do forgive you for doing what you did for us.” My voice softens, and a wave of guilt washes over me. “I am sorry for how I

VERENAThe sterile scent of disinfectant fills the air as I stand across from Dr. Walker, my heart hammering against my ribs. Ezra lies unconscious in the bed behind me, hooked up to a dizzying array of machines. My baby.“He has aplastic anemia,” Dr. Walker explains, a grim expression on his face.Shock rips through me. “Aplastic anemia?” I rasp.“Yes,” he continues, his voice low. “But interestingly, his medical history shows no prior indications or risk factors.”Confusion clouds my mind. “Then how is it possible?”He looks at the bed before looking back at me. “That’s what I also want to know. Aplastic anemia in children is uncommon. But what—” he stops abruptly. I don’t understand why he does until I see Ezra.A gasp leaves my lips as faint, shimmering silver markings appear on Ezra’s face, like intricate tattoos. I rush to him and touch his face. As my finger comes in contact with his skin, I flinch. His skin is so cold.“Luna,” Dr. Walker’s voice, filled with horror, reaches me

VERENAElijah’s face morphs into worry as he says, “Nixie’s body was replaced in the cemetery, so we believe she’s alive. Also, Theon’s body is missing.”My stomach coils into knots. “Did you learn this after our meeting at the fair?” I ask sternly.He shifts his gaze to the window through which the afternoon light filters in, painting his sharp face in an amber glow. He shakes his head slowly. I can hear his heart race. “I knew about this the night we met. The night you shifted.”Anger blazes inside me. My fist curls. “Why? Why didn’t you tell me this, Elijah?” I ask, glaring at him.Why does everyone keep hiding things from me?He looks back at me, his brow furrowing. “I believed I'd find Nixie soon. I was searching for her before I came to the fair,” he explains. So that’s why he was late. His face softens. “I didn’t expect things to escalate this far.” The sadness and guilt are clear in his voice.But that’s not enough to reduce my anger.I keep my voice low so that Ezra isn’t dist

ELIJAHI yank Verena by her wrist, and she muffles a gasp as she falls on my chest. When she looks up, her green eyes glare at me through the darkness of the room. “You—” she whispers.“Wanted to sleep with me so badly? You could have said so.” I tease with the edge of my lips lifting in a smirk. But my mind is elsewhere, focused on her soft breasts pressing on my waist, not very far from my pants.I want to play with them, but I keep that thought to myself.Rena’s eyes shoot daggers at me. “I have no intention of sleeping with you. I came here to give you the pillow.” She points at the white pillow that’s on the floor now.“Oh really? Then why is your heart racing?” I ask seductively and enjoy the soft red hue on her cheeks as she blushes. So cute.“I—I am not.” She denies, her voice betraying her intentions.I slowly snake my arms over her waist, making her gasp. My fingers run down her curves. “How about now? Hmm. I smell something…maybe that’s you getting wet—”“Shut up!” She yell

VERENAMy heart sinks in my chest. He left.Well, it isn’t like I was expecting him to stay. He has a pack to run.But…I release a heavy sigh. His presence kept me calm. Now I feel a little…empty.My phone vibrates, so I turn on the screen, and my heart skips a beat when I see Elijah’s name flash. He has sent a message.I quickly press the message to open it.‘Good morning. Sorry, I had to leave early. Some work has come up at the pack. Didn’t want to wake you up.’ it reads.Another message pops through the silence, making my heart leap in my throat. It's Elijah again.‘Thank you for letting me stay. I’ll update you if we find any leads on Nixie.’Another message.‘Looking forward to seeing you and Ezra again.’My lips tug in a smile. His messages spread warmth through my body. He tried to add an emoji, but he sucks at it.I put the phone back and get up to check on Ezra.Some hours later, the hospital releases Ezra since Elijah’s blood has worked, and Dr. Walker confirms that his con