All Chapters of The Chosen Luna's True Mate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

These past few days I’ve spent with Everly have reminded me of something, something I thought I had completely buried. I was in love with her. Learning that the twins were in fact mine, and that she hadn’t gotten knocked up by another Alpha, made my bitterness fade away. I was still the only one to blame for our divorce, I know that now. But just sitting with her, listening to her talk about a pack she no longer had ties to, made me miss having her around. It made me miss how smart and creative she was. She could always figure out a way to get something done, no matter what she had to do. I had to help May with the most basic of tasks, like how to write a check. The Luna of the pack almost always handles the majority of the pack's money, so the fact that she didn’t even know how to write a check was a very telling sign of her leadership style. Which evidently was to delegate, delegate, delegate. Everly always liked to get her hands dirty, get things done. She liked doing gr

The next morning I wake up to the sound of clinking in the kitchen. I sit up in bed, my nerves tingling, my ears prickling. I glance over to where I had dragged the twins bed’s in to sleep beside mine, and let out a sigh of relief when I see they’re still safely sleeping. I slowly crawl out of bed, creeping to the kitchen. I set each step down slowly and carefully, so they can't hear me coming. I hear low voices talking, but I can’t pick up anything specific they're saying. When I round the corner, they stop, and I’m surprised to find both Sebastain and Alice in my kitchen, seemingly cooking food. “Hello.” I say cautiously to the pair. “What’s going on here?” Maybe I was just damaged from Killian's whole affair partner thing, but I found myself feeling a lot more suspcious about intersex-relations that ended up being perfectly innocent. “Good morning, Luna.” Alice says sweetly to me. “You’re looking much better today.” I smile hesitantly, watching her set a plate of pancakes

“I’ll be back later tonight, Alice will take good care of you.” I smile weakly at Sebastian as he kisses my forehead before leaving my bedroom, closing the door behind him and locking it. He told me earlier he had some kind of committee meeting he had to be a part of, so he would be bringing Alice over to take care of me. I used to feel kind of excited when she came over, but now I just felt uneasy about her being in my house and taking care of my kids. I felt uncomfortable every time she picked one of the twins up, and wanted to rip my child out of her arms. I throw the blanket off me quickly, sliding to sit on the edge of the bed with an annoyed huff. I reached under my tongue and pulled the two pill capsules Sebastain had given me before leaving for my “pain” and tucked them under my mattress. They were a bit soft from sitting in my mouth for too long, but Sebastain seemed hesitant to leave me these days and he lingered for a while after giving me my pills. I have not eaten for

That bastard Sebastain had me locked in his little holding cell for two days before he finally showed up to talk to me. I had no idea what was happening during that time. I had told Everly I would save her, and had even given her a phone with the promise of contacting her. And now I was just as locked up as she was, if not more so.I was hoping Lucas had done something to help her, but I couldn’t blame him if he didn’t. I hadn't even figured out a way to get her out quite yet, so I would understand if he was stuck as to what to do, especially now that I’d been taken into custody. Shit, they might have dragged him in too, or filled his head with a bunch of lies about me. For all I know, he’s switched sides already. I look up from my bench where I’m sitting, my eyes landing on Sebastian as he finally wanders in, looking nonchalant as hell, like he hadn’t been keeping me prisoner in here for days already. He was toying with me just because he could, and we both knew it. “You going to t

The twins are digging into their plates of cut up food, and I’m setting Sebastain’s lunch down on the table. It wasn’t easy, but I managed to slip some sleeping pills into his food, so in a couple hours, he’ll be out. Me having the pills at all was pure luck; they were left over from when I had the twins. I had a lot of pain after giving birth and had a hard time sleeping, so I was prescribed these. I never even took them, because I didn’t want to be sleeping so soundly I couldn’t hear the twins in the middle of the night if they needed me. I had put a hair tie around my wrist, and secured the capsules on the underside, then when I was kneading the dough for the homemade rolls I had made to go with lunch, I had separated two and dumped the powder into the dough. I had pushed my thumb into the tops of them so I could tell which ones they were.“Honestly I didn’t even know you could cook.” Sebastian says as he appears in the entryway of the kitchen. I shrug a little, and sit down in