All Chapters of The Betrayed Luna: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

*Delilah*I’d just walked into the office and set my purse and water bottle on my desk. I sat down and felt like I’d just sat on a water balloon. I looked down and started at the puddle on the floor. What had happened?Then it hit me like a brick wall–my water had broken.“My water just broke,” I muttered out loud. Monica happened to be walking by and almost spit out her coffee. “Did I hear you right?” she said, stopping at my desk. I nodded, numb and terrified. I was about to have three babies. The pain I knew was coming was nothing compared to the absolute terror of taking care of them. I was just one person, and there were three of them.She set her mug on my desk, fleeing to her office to grab her purse. She ran back to me and lifted me gently by my elbows. “Grab your purse,” she said softly, and I picked it up along with my water. She led me down the hall and back toward the parking lot.The lawyer I was an assistant to was walking in and looked at us confuse

*Delilah*My chest moved up and down quickly to match my breaths. It had been five years since I’d last seen Andrew, and he was wearing no clothes at that time.That night was almost like a fever dream when I thought about it. If it weren’t for my children, and the mark on my shoulder that never faded, I would’ve thought I’d dreamt it. I’d stopped feeling anything for him once I’d gotten a certain distance away, but now I could feel his longing, his guilt. And I didn’t care about any of it. I hoped he could feel the anger that roiled in my body. From the look on his face, it seemed like he could.But he did his best to hide it, tilting his chin up some and puffing his chest out a little.I scoffed at this, and he sighed. “Delilah.” He locked eyes with me then, and the desire was still evident there. “No,” I said in a whisper-yell. “You don’t get to just show up on my doorstep after five years. I left for many reasons, and you were one of them. I never wanted to see

*Delilah*“Is that a yes?”Andrew looked at me with barely contained joy, and I forced myself not to smile. I couldn’t let our bond have an effect on my decision-making. I was doing this for my children, not for me or for him.“I will bring them back on the condition you promise to care for them as I do and protect them with your life. This is about them,” I said, looking at him with all the strength I could muster.I saw a look of pride flash across his eyes and he nodded. “Absolutely. You can all stay at the manor with me and my family.”I started shaking my head before he even finished his sentence. “I don’t want to live with you. They aren’t ready for that, Andrew. You are their father, but that doesn’t mean you have to be their dad.”He looked like he’d been punched in the gut, and I suddenly wished I hadn’t been so harsh with him. Everything had happened so fast. Not even three hours ago, my life had been normal, at least for me. Now, everything had flipped upside

*Kyle*I just finished my toast, and Cody was swinging his around like always–so annoying.Mom was rushing around and dressed weird. She usually wore nice clothes, but today she just looked like she was going to exercise.“Mommy, what are you doing?” I asked. She sighed and then smiled at me. “Well, when you guys go to school, I’m going to go to a kind of school of my own.”“Will you get to have recess?” Flora called through her mouthful of toast.“Don’t talk with your mouth full. And no, I don’t think so.”“Bummer,” Cody said, wiping his hands down his shirt.“Okay guys, everyone ready?” Mom called over her shoulder as she stood at the door. I ran to her, already dressed and with my backpack hanging over both shoulders.I grabbed her hand; this house was huge, and it could be scary. I didn’t want to get lost.Flora and Cody came, dragging their bags behind them and yelling at each other.“Come on, knock it off. We don’t want to all be late on our first day,”

*Delilah*I sat with my eyes closed, breathing slowly through my nose. I tried to tune out the sound of Lenora’s breathing, the click of the air as it kicked on. When I started learning from her, I was expecting to do physical training. But apparently, having these powers had nothing to do with physical prowess. My powers were in my mind. The powers of Lunas were varied, from prophetic dreams, like I had, to being able to sense emotions.“You’re thinking too much,” Lenora said softly. I sighed and opened my eyes. She sat with her legs crossed and tucked under her body, her eyes closed. Her long, dark brown hair fell in a single braid down her back, specs of gray peppering it. She had a kind face, and it was easy to feel at ease with her.“How are you so good at this? Your eyes aren’t even open, and you can tell I’m not concentrating.”She opened her eyes and looked at me, her watery-blue depths filled with understanding. “Your energy never lies, Delilah.”I threw my