All Chapters of The Lost Luna: Pregnant for the betraying alpha : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

FionaIn my mind, the disappointing truth was that I had nothing to offer him. I only said that just to get him interested in a conversation, and now my plan had worked. Darmacus stepped into the light, his golden eyes were locked in mine and a chill rushed down my spine by the mere sight of his scarred face. “What makes you think I would want to have any deal with you?” Darmacus hissed, taking slow steps closer to the barricaded cell gate. He chuckled, a dark humorless sound that vibrated through the walls of his cell. “You have the guts to come here and spew nonsense because I had spared your life?” He took another step forward. All my instincts screamed at me to run for my dear life. But I was naturally stubborn and I just stood there, my heart starting to pound as I wondered if he could actually break through the cell gate and get to me. The cell gates were not just silver coated, they were made out of pure silver, built to keep dangerous people like darmacus in. I could even

FionaAt that moment, I also wanted to press him for more, to demand answers and know what he was up to, but then he turned his heels and strode out, leaving me with more questions than before. I let out a sigh of relief as soon as the door was slammed shut. I had barely processed his words when the door burst open again. This time, it was Orion who stormed in like a hurricane, his tall powerful frame radiating nothing but anger. His eyes, identical to mine, settled on my face as they burned with rage. His jaw clamped shut and set into a from line. “What the hell were you thinking, Fiona?” His voice thundered across the room. If I was doubting earlier that I was in trouble with him. Then maybe it would have been clear now as he had called me by my name, which he rarely ever does. I swallowed hard. “Orion, I—”“You went to speak to that bastard?” He snarled, cutting me off. “Darmacus, the same man who nearly took you life, do you even have the slightest idea of what you’ve done? D

Lucian“I’m heading back now,” I pulled the horse into a u-turn, and rode back towards the pack, Dexter flashing in my eyes as I galloped. Maddox has been giving off some kind of weird energy ever since I let that rogue escape. He has done so many other punishable offenses, but I had no choice than to overlook them as he was also an alpha and he is here to help my pack. However, I won’t overlook this. I won’t let him turn my pack members against me. I’m going to do whatever it takes to stop him from doing that, even if it means cutting off his alliance. “Lucian, I can tell that you’re furious right now, I am also. But I think we should exercise patience when dealing with Maddox. He is cunning like a fox, he pulling something like this off means he has something up his sleeves. He only wants you to react and make mistakes,” Dexter explained as he paced the space of my mind. “No! I have been patient for long enough. I have pretended for long enough. This ends now,” I yelled, not t

LucianI couldn’t believe my ears. A wave of nausea washed over me. What in the goddess name was she talking about? How could I have killed Asher’s father? I’m just getting to know the boy for the first time. It is impossible for me to have a hand in his father’s death. For a moment, my mind was a cluster of confusion, until I reflected on the moment when I was staring at a man in the pool of his own blood. The man’s eyes were green just like Asher’s, lifeless and wife open as they had stared back at me. Could it be?I swallowed hard, summoning the courage to ask her just one question, “who was Asher’s father?” The woman stared back at me, shocked, like she couldn’t believe what I was asking her. “You….you don’t even remember him, you don’t even know his name,” the woman started to wail again. I stood up and looked away, ashamed of myself. I let out a long exaggerated breath. One of my warriors came closer to me, whispering in my ear; “her husband was one of the warriors who died o

LucianFor a second, the wolf looked at me, confused. But then, his rage took over, not even eating to care if I was trying to fight him or not. While I was on my knees, he sent another heavy blow across my face, which sent me tumbling and rolling to the other side of the room. I got up to my feet almost immediately, “ come on, is that all you’ve got?” I asked, trying as much as possible to provoke him even more. The wolf growled angrily, jumping at me with another powerful slash. Every fabric on my upper body became shredded under the contact of his claws. Blood gushed out of my chest, drops of it splattering on the floor and walls as the wolf kept on slashing. Frustrated that I didn’t fight back, the wolf shoved me against the wall, “why won’t you fight me?” He yelled. I spit out a mouthful of blood to my side, the metallic taste which have taken over my taste buds, “I want you to get the revenge that you truely deserve,” I said. The wolf looked me in the eyes for a few seconds