All Chapters of A SECOND CHANCE FOR BULLIED LUNA: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

DOMINIC I check the digital clock hanging on my wall for what must be the hundredth time today. Still no news. What is taking them so long? How hard is it to get moving from the settlement to back here?! The knob of my office door begins to turn, and I look over in expectation only to see my mother walk in. Right. She is still here My hand instinctively goes to my cheeks where she had slapped me last night. I still haven't forgiven her for that. And so, with an annoyed huff, I turn away from her and head to my chair. “What do you want?” I grunt at her. “Were you expecting someone else?” she asks as she walks up to the desk. “I am busy. Get to it already. Why are you here?” “Is that the way to talk to your mother? We haven't seen each other in years, and you are already trying to rush me out.” “You should have thought about that before you slapped me yesterday. And in front of my beta, no less,” I retort “You deserve that slap and more. I had heard rumors of how ins

ROWAN.“What is wrong?” I send a glance over my shoulder to see Viktor walking up to me, his hands going around my waist as he rests his head on my shoulder.“It is no big deal,” I mutter as I turn off my phone.“Rowan,” he calls quietly. “I can tell you are worried. What is it?”“It is Lisa,” I say. “She just called to brief me on the going ons of the settlement and was also wondering when I will be back.”“They know you are coming back tomorrow, don't they?”“Yeah…” “Then why are they so anxious?”I let out a heavy sigh before answering“It is Dominic.”“Of course, it is,” he mutters as he steps away to come lean on the banister with me.It is the one connected to my bedroom, overlooking the pack.“What did he do this time?” He asks.“At first, he sent someone to come get me-”“I am sorry, what?!” He exclaimed. “What do you mean by 'get you?”“You heard right. I was being summoned by the great Dominic Valor, himself.”“Why?”“No idea.”“They didn't say?”“They didn't ask and hones

ROWAN.“You are back!”Rina's head splitting aceea reacwhamy wars moments before the woman herself flings her self onto me.“Oof, Rina. Easy on me,” I grunt as I stumble back into the car, my arms going round her body to embrace her.“Is that the way to fewer your friend that you haven't seen in over two weeks?!” She demnds with a pout as she leans away from me.“We had a video call this morning,” I remind her.“That was a video call,” she retorts. “It is not the same as seeing you in person. Oh, man. How am I even going to live without seeing either you or Lisa or even my pretty Jhenelle every day?” She whines as she leans down and plucks my daughter off the floor, twirling her around and elicting delighted squeals from her.“You will survive,” I say as I walk into the mansion.“Your mumy is a mean person, do you know that princess?”“Not true,” Jhenelle corrects her. “Mama is nice.”“Hmph! You are just saying that because she is your mummy!”“No! I am saying that because it is true!

VIKTOR “...oh, I had no idea she had returned so soon,” Kaylee says on the line. “I knew she was planning on it but…” “It has been more than a month that she has been here with me,” I tell her as I stare out the window of my office. “It was about time she left.” “And you don't mind?” She asks. “Letting your mate go?” “Mate?! What do you mean my mate?” I ask, too shocked to think of something smarter. “Rowan is not… we are not… it is…” “Don't do that,” she says and I am very sure she is laughing at me from the other side. “It was pretty obvious.” “It was?” “Of course! I am surprised the others didn't notice. But then again, they are men and your lot are notoriously self absorbed.” “Hey! That is mean. But how do you mean it was obvious? How did you figure it out?” I ask as I turn to take my seat, putting my legs up on the desk “It is the way you behaved around her. Well, the way both of you behaved around each other, but mostly you. Your eyes never left her for more than two m

VIKTOR PRESENT DAY I watch as Calvin is being led into my study, his steps measured and controlled but with a hint of deference in them, some respect for where he is and who he is facing. That is good. At least, there is someone sane in that shit show of a pack. He is tall. About five feet 11, with a slim yet fit physique, suggesting he follows a regular workout routine, which means he is disciplined. His dark hair is neatly styled, framing his face without being distracting as he moves. A slight, polite smile highlights his strong nose and jawline, making his features look even sharper. He is wearing a simple light-colored T-shirt that fits well but isn’t too tight, showing off his toned arms and chest as he moves. His dark jeans are worn casually, giving him a relaxed look. A basic leather belt sits at his waist, and his feet are in scuffed but clean sneakers or loafers, making soft sounds as he walks. Overall, he radiates quiet confidence and self-assuranc