All Chapters of Scorned Luna; Betrayed By My Alpha : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Naya's sleek black car glided up the winding driveway, the mansion's grandeur looming before her like a palace. She brought the vehicle to a smooth stop, and before she could even switch off the engine, a stern-faced guard emerged from the shadows, his eyes narrowed in scrutiny."Can I help you?" he asked gruffly, his hand resting on the holster at his hip.Naya's confidence was unwavering. "I'm here to see Damien," she stated, her voice clear and authoritative.The guard's expression turned skeptical. "Do you have an appointment with him?" he asked, his tone implying that she was unlikely to have such a privilege.Naya's eyes flickered with confusion. "No...I don't think I need an appointment to see him," she replied, a hint of uncertainty creeping into her voice.The guard raised an eyebrow, his gaze lingering on her for a moment before he seemed to come to a decision. "Oh, you can't come in without an appointment," the guard muttered his tone a perfect blend of curiosity and wa

Ethan's shoulders sagged as he watched Nora storm out of the chamber, the door's echo fading into an uncomfortable silence. He sighed heavily, his eyes closing as if trying to shut out the turmoil that had just unfolded.His chest felt heavy, weighed down by the conflict and the knowledge that his relationship with his sister had just been irreparably damaged. He had chosen Layla, his mate, over Nora's demands and manipulations, but at what cost?The chamber, once a symbol of his power and leadership, now felt suffocating, the shadows cast by the torches seeming to close in on him like a trap. Ethan's mind raced with thoughts of the future, wondering if he had made a grave mistake if he had sacrificed a piece of his family for his love for Layla.The silence was oppressive, a reminder that the consequences of his choice would linger, a constant reminder of the rift between him and his sister. Ethan's sigh was a heavy one, a resignation to the fact that things would never be the same a

Damien entered the room, a warm smile spread across his face, his eyes shining with affection. Before him, Nora lay curled up, her delicate form wrapped in his shirt, her gentle snores a soothing serenade. The morning light danced across her face, illuminating her peaceful expression."Wake up, sleepyhead," Damien whispered, his voice husky with tenderness. "Wake up, my love." Nora's eyelids fluttered open, her gaze foggy with sleep. As she saw Damien, her face lit up with a radiant smile, her eyes sparkling like diamonds in the morning light.Damien chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Good morning, beautiful," he said, his voice filled with warmth. "I brought your favorite breakfast – pancakes and ginger tea."He set the tray down beside her, the aroma of freshly cooked pancakes and the soothing scent of ginger tea filling the air. Nora's eyes widened, her stomach growling in anticipation."Thank you, my love," she whispered, her voice husky with sleep. "You always know ho

Hazel pulled into the company parking lot, her tires screeching slightly as she brought her car to a halt. She didn't waste any time, quickly exiting the vehicle and striding towards the lounge area. That's where she spotted Summer, her manager, who was already seated and sipping on a cup of coffee.As soon as Summer caught sight of Hazel, a warm smile spread across her face. "Oh, Hazel!" she exclaimed, setting her cup down. "You look like you're in a hurry. Is everything okay?"Hazel slowed her pace slightly, her brow furrowed in concern. "Not really," she replied, her eyes locked onto Summer's. "What's going on? You said it was urgent."Summer's smile faltered for a moment before she recovered. "Well, you have an unexpected photo shoot today," she explained, her voice measured. "And I have your schedule tab ready for you." Hazel's eyes narrowed slightly, her mind racing with questions. "That's great...but what about after the shoot? Do I have any other appointments or meetings

As the light flickered to life, Hazel's eyes widened in shock, her gaze fixed on the scene before her. Noah, Naya, Damien, Lucas, and Alex stood gathered in the room, their faces illuminated by the soft glow. But it was the sight behind them that made Hazel's heart race and her mind reel.On the wall, in bold, elegant letters, her brand name shone like a beacon: "Welcome to Hazel's Couture". Her eyes scanned the room, taking in the rows of sewing machines, the bolts of fabric, and the half-finished garments on the mannequins. It was a fashion studio, and it was hers.Hazel's mind raced with questions. How did he manage to create this without her knowledge? Her eyes locked onto Noah's, her gaze piercing with a mix of emotions. "What's going on here?" she demanded, her voice firm but laced with a hint of vulnerability.Noah's expression was calm, his eyes filled with a sense of pride and accomplishment. "We wanted to surprise you, Hazel. We knew how much this meant to you, and we wa