All Chapters of The Betrayed Luna Strikes Back!: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Kira’s POVHis kiss was deep, raw, and harsh, so rough I could taste the metallic tang of blood on my tongue...and I craved it. Morana was pounding within me, her primal hunger feeding my own. Every nerve in my body screamed for him, for more of this dangerous man who stood before me, my mate. It was maddening, intense, unlike anything I had ever felt. I couldn’t think straight, didn’t want to. I only wanted Ashton...wanted to drown in him and forget everything, even if just for a moment. His hands roamed my body like they owned me, gripping my hips hard enough to leave bruises. And goddess, I wanted those bruises. I wanted every mark, every reminder of this chaos between us. "Ashton..." I gasped between kisses, my voice desperate, needy. He growled in response, the sound vibrating through me, making my knees weak. "Say my name again," he demanded, his lips trailing down my neck, biting just hard enough to blur the line between pain and pleasure. I arched into him, surrendering to

Kira's POV. "Wake up!" A voice resonated within me but I tried to ignore it and give in to sleep but a loud growl made my eyes fly open."C'mon Morana, this isn't fair, I need rest!" I huffed as I rubbed my sleepy eyes."You can't rest, not when your ex husbands are growing powerful everyday but you... You're okay being the mafia leader, you need power and more power and you won't achieve that by staying in bed." She hummed and I sat up, my bad mood worsening. The mention of those monsters always ruined my day and my wolf had made it a duty to ruin my mood, having her in me still feels strange, all my life, I never had a much active wolf but this one... She's not only mighty but pretty strong and I wonder where she comes from. "Questioning my origin would not bring the kids back, we need to act fast, we are delaying, we can ask our mate to help, he'll help you better if he knows what we are fighting for." Her suggestion brought waves of last night memories back into me, his claim

Kira's POV. "You look beautiful ma'am." Annabella complimented me for like the hundredth time and I rolled my eyes, my whole body was aching after a long extensive training and now there's this shitty party Don Larry invited me to, I can't reject the invitation because I've rejected many of his Invitation to various events and besides the rest of the four dons will be there and as their boss, it's my duty to be there too... Sadly. "I think the gown is too exposing, do you think Ashton will be cool with it?" Morana asked and I groaned inwardly. How the hell was Mo very soft towards Ashton but extremely mean with me? "Cause he's our mate, he doesn't know it yet but I am still on with the idea that we let him know so we can bond, we'll be more powerful, your ex idiots are inseparable, we've tried many tactics to penetrate their walls these few weeks and guess what? We got nothing! So let Ashton join...""Never!"Morana growled in frustration, but I ignored her, brushing my fingers ove

Kira's POVNewton shoved me violently into the dimly lit room, and I stumbled forward, my hands catching the edge of a table just in time to steady myself. My rage boiled over as I whipped around to face him. “You’ll regret this, Newton,” I snarled, my voice sharp as a blade. “I’ll carve that smug look off your face myself, I'll kill you and I'll take the greatest pleasure in doing it.”He didn’t flinch. Instead, he leaned casually against the doorframe, the picture of smug arrogance. “Regret?” he said, his voice dripping with mockery. “Sweet Kira, regret isn’t something I entertain. You, on the other hand, might want to reconsider your choices.”With a theatrical flourish, he flicked on the lights. The sudden brightness made me squint, but as my eyes adjusted, I took in the room. It was lavish to the point of insult...golden accents on the furniture, plush carpeting, and walls adorned with delicate art. A vanity table with an array of high-end cosmetics sat in one corner, while an ex

Ashton's POV. "Where the fuck did you keep her Larry?!" I punched Larry angrily, trying hard not to kill him and he just coughed out more blood. The man bonded to a chair looks like he was at the brink of death and I badly want to kill him but I need him alive, need him to stay alive till I get Kira. That stubborn woman! I told her to be careful but nah, she chose to risk herself and now, I don't even know where to search for her anymore. Larry kept pleading innocent but he was the last person to be with Kira. "Don’t give me that innocent act, Larry!" I snarled, my fist connecting with his jaw again. His head snapped to the side, blood trickling from his split lip. "You were the last one with her. Where. Is. She?" Larry groaned, his swollen face contorted in pain. "I don’t know, Ashton! I swear! I went with her to discuss something important but we were attacked immediately we entered the room, we passed out and the next time I opened my eyes, I was here, I know I never liked t