All Chapters of Scorned Luna; Betrayed By My Alpha : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Hazel's eyes fluttered open, her vision blurry and her body feeling heavy. She weakly turned her head, taking in her surroundings. She was in Noah's room, surrounded by familiar faces. Maya's excited voice pierced the air, "She's awake!" as she rushed to Hazel's side.Noah's concerned face came into view, his eyes filled with worry. "How are you feeling now, baby?" he asked, his voice soft and gentle. Hazel's gaze drifted to him, her heart skipping a beat as she tried to process what was happening.Naya's stern expression appeared next, her arms crossed over her chest. "Why didn't you stay at home when you knew you weren't feeling well?" she asked, her tone laced with a mix of concern and scolding.Hazel's weak smile faltered as she tried to explain. "It just started suddenly...I didn't expect to faint."Maya's sudden scream of excitement made Hazel's eyes widen. "Well, guess what?" Maya exclaimed, her words tumbling out in a rush. But Naya quickly clamped a hand over Maya's mout

The Wynn’s House Mrs. Wynn emerged from the kitchen, a warm smile on her face, carrying a tray laden with freshly baked cookies and a glass of cold milk. She settled into the couch, her eyes sparkling with anticipation, and turned on the television. The cozy atmosphere was shattered by the sound of the door opening, and Mr. Wynn's cheerful greeting, "I'm home!"As he pecked her cheek, Mrs. Wynn's expression turned quizzical. "You came home early... everything okay?" she asked, her voice laced with concern.Mr. Wynn's expression turned serious, his brow furrowed. "I heard about what's going on in the palace... shouldn't we go bring Layla home?" he suggested, his tone laced with a sense of responsibility.Mrs. Wynn's eyes narrowed, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Bring who home?... please don't make me mad this lovely evening," she replied, her words laced with a hint of annoyance.“I’m sorry honey..I just thought we are the only one left for her” Mr Wynn muttered "I don't car

As Damien entered the room, a warm smile spread across his face, his eyes shining with affection. Before him, Naya lay sleeping peacefully, her beauty so captivating that it seemed to radiate from her very pores. He approached her quietly, not wanting to disturb her tranquil slumber, and gently placed a tray laden with crispy bacon and steaming coffee beside her."Sleeping beauty," he whispered, his voice low and husky, as he leaned in to plant a soft peck on her forehead.Naya's response was a sleepy pout, her lips jutting out in a charming display of discontent. "I still want to sleep more," she murmured, her voice husky with drowsiness.Damien chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I made breakfast, so eat first, then go back to sleep," he coaxed, his tone gentle but persuasive.As if the mere mention of food was enough to rouse her from her slumber, Naya's eyes snapped open, her gaze locking onto the tray with unbridled enthusiasm. "Bacon!" she exclaimed, her voice risi

Noah and Damien lounged in the grand hall, surrounded by the hustle and bustle of maids scurrying about, adorning the space with blue and white decorations. The atmosphere was alive with anticipation, as they prepared to celebrate Hazel's birthday in grand style.Damien's brow furrowed in concern, his eyes fixed on Noah. "Are you sure you heard from Alex? It's been ages since he last called or returned my calls," he said, his voice laced with worry.Noah's expression mirrored Damien's unease. "I tried calling him too, but he didn't pick up," he replied, his brow creased in frustration.Damien's sigh was heavy, his eyes clouding with concern. "I just hope he's okay...we should go check on him later," he suggested, his voice tinged with a hint of urgency.Noah nodded in agreement, his eyes locked onto Damien's. "Something's not right," Noah said, his voice laced with a growing sense of unease. "Alex would never ignore our calls for this long. He's always been the first to respond,

They arrived at the mall, Hazel and Naya made their way to the spa room, their footsteps leading them to a serene oasis nestled within the bustling shopping center. The moment they entered, their attendance, a warm and welcoming smile, greeted them with a gentle gesture as if to say, "Come, let us envelop you in tranquility."The spa room's ambiance was a symphony of calm, with soft music whispering sweet melodies, and the scent of essential oils wafting through the air like a gentle breeze on a summer's day. The gentle hum of relaxation seemed to vibrate through every molecule, promising a journey of rejuvenation and bliss.Their attendance, a skilled and intuitive therapist, ushered them into a cozy haven, where plush cushions and soft linens beckoned them to surrender to the pampering that lay ahead. With a graceful gesture, she offered them a soothing elixir, its subtle flavors a precursor to the indulgence that awaited them. A few minutes later As they emerged from the spa, H