All Chapters of Revenge Of The Forgotten Luna: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

~Ivory~Trying to ease myself of the growing tension in the room, I reached out quietly for a glass of water and took a sip while Dimitris and Zeeb continued to go back and forth as they conversed. “This visit sure has nothing to do with Logan, Dad,” Zeeb revealed, working his cutlery slowly on his plate. I could tell that the mention of Logan stung his ears. Dimitris cleared his throat, wiping his mouth with a napkin. “So what is it about? I’m curious, son. It's so unusual of you, so I’m intrigued and anxious at the same time about your visit.” He paused, as though measuring his words. Then a small smile crept onto his face.“I remember how you made it clear that you wanted an independent reign, free of my influence, to be your own king without my input. And I’ve been doing my best to give you space, avoiding my own son like a plague. Isn't that what you wanted?"Swallowing hard, I processed his words. What an irony of life. It was crazy how life worked out. Zeeb didn't want his da

~Ivory~I gasped, my whole body tingling with a heightened tactile sensation. We were both lost in our world of erotic encounter. Our bodies moved in perfect sync as we explored the moment.“Urghhh…” he slurred, his baddie tone dripping with ecstasy as he buried his whole length inside me, thrusting with calculated precision. And in a fleeting haze, I felt the wetness of his bodily fluid on my belly, his face contorting in response to his release. He crashed on the bed as he held onto his engorged length. “You’re one hell of a woman, Maya. I guess you will become my favorite meal henceforth.”I smiled satisfactorily as I rested my face against his toned abs, relishing the moment. “I don’t know what to say now; I’m not sure how to put my feelings into words…” but my words trailed off before I could let out all my thoughts, my mind wandering back to Aurora. Does he also say the same to her? No matter how hard I tried to push her off my thoughts, I couldn’t get myself to accept his ent

~Ivory~My wolf paced frantically in my mind, threatening to break free and pull back Zeeb’s mom. But I knew I couldn't let it out. Muscles tensing, I struggled to keep it in check.I strained my ears, trying to hear what she had heard. My senses went on high alert as I picked up the sound of Zeeb’s movement instantly. This was definitely the same sound his mother had heard, although it sounded so faint and distant. But what the hell was he doing? He promised he would be still.“Did you hear that?” she whispered again, tilting her head slightly.A crawling sensation crept up my spine, making me swallow hard as my thoughts roamed for possible answers.As my gaze lingered on her, I noticed her brows raise sharply, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. My eyes drifted to her hands, and I could see her fingers twitching restlessly by her sides. I wondered whether this had to do with the scent of her son that she caught earlier. I thought, perhaps, she was guessing he was somewhere around. I

~Alpha King Zeeb~I watched her retreat, her scent lingering in my olfactory tracts. Maya… I couldn’t get her off my mind. She was becoming the calm to my storm, someone whose constant presence I never seemed to get tired of. She clicked the door closed, leaving me with the absurd silence in the bathroom. Her footsteps faded away, and soon, I sensed her hurried movement in the room. I let out a soft huff, walked over to the Italian tub meant solely for a relaxing soak, and slid into it gently. I pressed the automatic faucet, setting it to relaxation mode, and let the gentle trickle of water wash over me.My mind wandered back to why my mom had come to see Maya. I presumed it was because of the earlier scene in the dining room; she might be trying to clear the air or make Maya feel more welcome. I sighed. Mom would always be Mom. My gaze drifted to the faucet, fascinated by the mechanism of water flow. I watched as the water trickled down in creative whirls, the therapeutic ointment

~Ivory~ What in the world is going on? I swallowed down my saliva hard, confusion twisting in my gut as I watched Mrs. Nora unravel completely before my eyes. “Nooo!!” she screamed loudly this time, her voice hoarse from sheer anguish, she pulled and tugged at her hair with frantic desperation, one which was unsettling. Her wide, unblinking eyes shimmered with terror as she twitched. “Bunch of liars… they are all a bunch of liars!” Her sudden outburst sent a shiver through me. Her wild gaze darted around the room as if looking for an escape before snapping to mine. For a moment, I swore she was looking right into my soul, searching for something, as if I were a piece of a puzzle she had long been trying to fit together. Something in the way she looked at me—like she knew me, as if she was seeing something beyond my flesh and bone. It sent ice through my veins. It was something more than just recognition. Almost like…. desperation, as if she were trying to reach me, to pull me into