All Chapters of Chasing His Rogue Luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

LANDONI did not know if it was a good morning or a bad one when I had been roused with a raging hard-on, my wolf howling inside my head for his mate or the fact that I saw Ravena first thing in the morning. The past week has been one roller coaster ride, from discovering Elea, Liam and then Maximus questioning me day in and day out. I did not know whether to be mad at people around me or simply kill them. And then he called me to rush downstairs as if the house was on fire. I did not fucking care even if it was on fire. “What was so important that you could not handle by yourself?” I asked, barging into the office.He dragged his lazy gaze from the phone’s screen and looked over my shoulder. “You sweet Harlot just happened to discover your kid and started creating a scene,” he began, and I knew it was just the tip of the iceberg. There were too many things at stake. I was in the midst of a battle of wills with Elea, at the same time, I was getting to know Liam more and more, try

LANDONThe room was thick with tension and saturated with edginess. While I remained seated on the chair behind the giant oak table of the office, Maximus stood to my right and propped himself against the wooden chest, Gamma Eric, Chief Alex and Elea stood not the other side. Eric held onto his injured arm with the other hand, the wound deep and bleeding as the bandage could barely hold it. A silver blade wound, after all. It would take quite some time to heal, especially for a shifter. On the other hand, Elea stood at a considerable distance and wrapped a shawl over herself to hide the torn neckline. She was uncharacteristically quiet and gloomy, her eyes cast to the floor while her unruly long hair framed her face on either side. “And then she snatched the knife from my hand and attacked me!” Eric continued to rattle relentlessly. “I am sorry, Alpha, but I was taken by surprise. Otherwise, the bitch does not stand a chance in front of me.” I watched as Elea’s fingers were tightl

THIRD PERSON POVElea has been restless ever since Landon left with his brother Maximus. He’d said that he was willing to bring a war on the table against her old pack and her father and the thought unsettled her to the core. Even though it was a far-fetched apprehension that if the identity of Elea came to light, it would cost her everything—and her everything was her son, Liam. She was already once edged on that feeling, the day her pregnancy came to be known, and she knew the cost she would have to pay.And if Landon would not execute her for the treachery, her father would love to see her walking up to the execution block anyway. The day she fled from the pack and severed all ties with them, she knew the risk she was taking. And in the end, everything seemed worth the day she held Liam after an excruciating fourteen hours of labour. And there’s nothing you love more than your firstborn child. She paced along the room, restless like never before and waited until Landon’s return.

LANDONI had particularly disliked Ravena for her meddling behaviour, but of late, her demeanour has been highly irritating. I did not know why and how she always visited the pack house at the drop of a hat, but I hated it more than ever. “Is there anything you need?” I asked irritably, dragging her outside Elea’s room. Ravena pursed her lips and crossed her arms in front in an act of defiance. "How is her life worth so much that she has been accorded a hospital bed in a private room?” She demanded and a few nurses passing us looked. It was rather awkward and it was the last thing I wanted at the moment. I shook my head at the woman and grabbed her by the arm. “Let’s go outside and talk,” I gritted low for her eyes because I was the alpha of the pack and washing dirty linens in public was beneath me. “But—” She resisted. “Ravena. I will not repeat myself for you or any other person for that matter,” I snapped, making her jolt in surprise. “Fine,” she muttered. I had to physic

Third Person POVThe whole place fell into a deathly silence. The maids, servers and other servants in waiting held their breath, knowing Landon’s fury was unmatchable. And right now, he looked like he would simply prowl the people around him. Ravena was the first to recover from the shock of his anger. “Landon, you were supposed to come by the end of this week,” she stammered. But he did not spare her a glance. Instead, he hurried towards Elea, helping her stand. “Are you okay? Are you hurt?” He asked with great concern, but Elea was far too pissed with every person around her. “I am fine, let me be,” she mumbled, shoving his helping hand aside. He gave her a crisp nod before turning to his fiancee. And when he did, anger rippled off him in waves. “What is she doing here, Ravena?” He gritted out, eyes blazing with rage.The other woman shrugged, her lips contorted into a grimace as she threw a nasty look at Elea. “Well, she was lazing around, Landon, and I am sure you did not s