All Chapters of Luna’s choice: A battle of love: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Michael POVI took a deep breath, a lot was going on in my mind. I would do whatever it took to win Ruth back, to prove to her that I was worthy of her love. I knew it wouldn't be easy, but I was willing to try.I began by reflecting on my past mistakes, on the ways I had hurt Ruth. I realized that I had been blind to her needs, to her feelings. I had been so consumed by my own jealousy and possessiveness that I had lost sight of what truly mattered.But I was determined to change. I would listen to Ruth, truly listen to her. I would support her, be there for her. I would prove to her that I was capable of change, that I was worthy of her love.I took a step forward, my heart pounding in my chest. I would do whatever it took to win Ruth back, to make her mine once more. I would fight for her, with every fiber of my being.And so, I set out on my journey, determined to win Ruth's heart once more. I knew it wouldn't be easy, but I was willing to try. I would do whatever it took to make

Vincent POVI lean by the wall and I just watch how Rebecca keeps tranting. I could see the anger and hurt burning in her eyes, but I didn't back down. I knew I had to face the consequences of my actions, and I was ready."Rebecca, I know you're upset," I said, my voice firm but calm. "But I'm not going to apologize for being true to myself. I'm not going to apologize for taking control of my life."Rebecca's eyes flashed with anger. "You're a monster, Vincent," she spat. "You're a heartless, selfish monster."I shrugged, unapologetic. "Maybe I am," I said. "But at least I'm being honest about who I am. At least I'm not pretending to be something I'm not."Rebecca's face twisted in rage, and for a moment, I thought she would launch herself at me. But then, something seemed to break inside her. She turned, and ran, leaving me standing alone in the doorway.I watched her go, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. I knew I had made a mess of things, but I was ready to face the consequen

Ruth POV"I understand why you felt that way," I said, my voice softening. "But you should have trusted me. I thought we were friends.""We are friends, Ruth," Alex said, his eyes pleading. "And I'm sorry. I was wrong to keep it from you."I nodded, feeling a sense of forgiveness wash over me. Maybe I could forgive him, but I wasn't sure if I could ever trust him again."What else have you been hiding from me?" I asked, my voice firm.Alex hesitated, looking nervous. "There's something else," he said. "Something big."I raised an eyebrow, my heart pounding in my chest. What could it be?"Tell me," I said, my voice firm.Alex took a deep breath and launched into another explanation. This one was even bigger than the first.As I listened, my mind reeled with shock and anger. How could he keep this from me?But as I looked into his eyes, I saw the sincerity there. He was telling the truth, finally.And maybe, just maybe, I could forgive him and move forward.As Alex finished speaking, I

Sandra's povI stood outside Ruth's door, my heart racing with anxiety. I had come to plead with her to come back to the hotel, to see Michael. He had been a mess since she left, drinking heavily and feeling depressed.I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Ruth answered, looking beautiful but guarded."Sandra, what are you doing here?" she asked, her voice firm."I came to talk to you about Michael," I said, my voice softening. "He's not doing well, Ruth. He's been drinking a lot and feeling really down. He misses you."Ruth raised an eyebrow. "I'm sure he does," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "But I'm not going back, Sandra. Not yet, at least."I felt a pang of desperation. "Ruth, please," I said, my voice pleading. "Michael needs you. He loves you."Ruth shook her head. "I know he does," she said. "But I need some time, Sandra. I need to figure some things out."I sighed, feeling frustrated. "What's there to figure out, Ruth? You know how Michael feels. You know

RUTH's POVI stood in the forest, my wolf senses on high alert, as I watched my mother approach. She looked older, worn down by the weight of her own secrets and lies. I could sense the desperation in her eyes, the urgency in her steps."Ruth, please forgive me," she said, her voice trembling. "Forgive me and your father for forsaking you, for disowning you as our child."I snorted, my wolf rising to the surface. "You think a simple apology will make up for everything?" I growled.My mother took a step closer, her eyes pleading. "I know it won't, but I have to try. Your father is sick, Ruth. He needs your help to heal."I raised an eyebrow. "My help? What could I possibly do to help him?"My mother took a deep breath. "You have the power to heal, Ruth. A power that's been passed down through our family for generations."I laughed, a harsh, mocking sound. "You expect me to believe that? After everything you've done to me?"My mother nodded. "I know it's hard to believe, but it's true.