All Chapters of Pregnant Luna - Lawful Rebellion : Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

LINC - I hadn't expected it to hit me so hard. Loving him. Loving all of them. It wasn’t slow or cautious. It was immediate, absolute. I’d never wanted something so much, never been so sure of anything. This was us. This was our family. This was what I was fighting for, even when I wasn't aware of it. Walking up to the packhouse, I felt the change in him before I even looked over. He carried himself differently. Cassy barely waited for us to make it up the steps before her attention locked onto him. "You should stay out here, talk to me," she urged, waving him toward the porch steps. "We’ve got a lot to go over, and I have a feeling your two and mine are going to be lifelong friends." She tipped her head toward the twins inside. "Might as well get ahead of it and start making sure their parents are solid too." She wanted to talk. Needed to.Phin sat on the porch with Viv curled up against his side, a bottle of beer balanced on his knee. Teddy had his own, his cheeks already flushed

LILA - The airplane landed smoothly at the airport. The twins had handled the flight better than I expected, sleeping most of the way on their dad's chests with only a few quiet fusses as we descended. I was so happy to be home.The drive home felt endless, the hours spent traveling finally catching up to me. I sat wedged between them on the truck’s narrow seat, Cast’s arm draped around my back, his hand resting on Linc’s shoulders. Linc kept one hand on the wheel, the other on my leg.I shifted, relaxing into Cast’s hold. "Cassy wants to see me more." I traced the line on Linc's jeans. "She thinks we’ll be good friends. We probably won’t have much of a choice, considering Tory and Bayla are already trying to communicate."I turned slightly toward the backseat. Tory sat in her car seat, hands stretching toward the window where the faint moon still hung in the early evening sky. Her tiny fingers flexed, reaching, drawn to something unseen.I tensed up as I shivered. "Do you think they

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LILA - I didn't think. I moved. My feet barely touched the stairs as I flew down them.CeCe was pinned against the bars, her face pressed so hard into the metal that the skin along her cheekbone had split. Her swollen belly strained against the cold steel. Mrs. Roman had one hand twisted in her hair, the other reaching through the bars, nails sinking into her skin. The woman claiming to be my mother had her palm over CeCe's stomach, her entire body shaking."I can't tell, Elizabeth! I can't fucking tell!"Rage exploded inside me. I grabbed Mrs. Roman's wrist and wrenched her away. A sickening crack split through the air, her arm snapping like brittle wood. She didn't even have time to scream before her face smashed into the bars. Blood smeared against the metal as her body sagged against them.The other woman recoiled, stumbling back until her skull cracked against the stone wall. She dropped to the floor instantly.CeCe collapsed the second their grip on her was gone. She hit the st