บททั้งหมดของ A Luna's Revenge: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

The morning sun poured through the large windows of the dining room, casting a warm glow that contrasted sharply with the tension hanging in the air. Everyone was seated around the table, but the plates remained mostly untouched, a stark reminder of the emotional turmoil weighing on us. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and cooked bacon filled the space, yet it did little to stir our appetites. Audrey and Jax exchanged worried glances, their concern evident. They watched as I picked at my food, the bite of toast cold and uninviting on my plate. It felt like a cruel joke that breakfast, a symbol of new beginnings, was marred by the heavy shadows of the past.“Abi, my child, take it easy on yourself. Everything will be fine,” Audrey said softly, her voice wrapping around me like a comforting blanket. I stared up at the woman who had saved my life and guided me through the darkness, her kind eyes filled with warmth and empathy.“Thank you, Rey,” I murmured, my heart swelling with

Abigail… I know I have no right to be here or stand in front of you, but here I am,” Alexander said, his voice steady yet heavy with emotion. Every word he spoke seemed to thrum in the silence of the room, tension thickening the air like a storm about to break. All eyes were on him, and I felt their weight as if they were all waiting for my reaction.“Scott told us everything concerning the Campbells and this enemy, Dominic. Please, let me help you,” he continued, his expression earnest.“What makes you believe that I should accept this offer?” I shot back, anger flaring within me. “It seems you forget too easily how you tossed me out without a second thought, and now you want to help in my retribution?” My words cut through the tension like a knife, and I could see the impact they had on him. His shoulders sagged slightly as if my accusations were heavy burdens he had to carry.“I understand you’re angry, but—” he began, but I interrupted him.“Angry? Did you say you understand?

Belle's POVThis man truly is my goddess-sent, and I can’t thank her enough for sending him my way. After making sweet love to me, we clung to each other’s warmth, still naked and stretched out on his mattress. We had made love for hours, moving from the couch, to the stairs, and finally to his bed. Today has been the best day of my life, and I loved every bit of what he did to me.“What made you wait?” His voice pulls me back from my wandering thoughts.“Wait for what?”“For sex. I thought maybe you had others before me…” He trails off, the relief in his voice so clear it warms me even more.“I made a promise to myself to wait until I found my mate. I wanted him to be my first and last.” His lips curl into a satisfied smile, and he pulls me closer, his arms wrapped tightly around me. I can feel his possessiveness in his touch.“I’m so honored to be your first, my love. Thank you for waiting for me; it means so much.” We stay cozied up in each other’s embrace, and I find myself dr

Author’s POVChase, Abigail's skilled bodyguard, infiltrated the Glow Star Pack's territory under the cover of darkness. Abi had sent him on this mission, since their spies were no longer active, and the bug in Grieg’s now uselessHis mission was to gather evidence of the Campbells' wrongdoing. Moving stealthily, he snapped photos and collected documents.Suddenly, Chase sensed something off. The guards seemed more alert than usual. He swiftly retreated, but Graig and Alpha Zach Campbell intercepted him."Looks like we've caught ourselves a little spy," Graig sneered.Chase stood tall, despite the grip of Zach's crushing claws. "You'll never get away with this."Graig's smile twisted. "We already have. And now, you'll deliver a message to Gail Spark."They tortured Chase, recording his pleas for mercy. The video message was sent to Gail Spark, Abigail's hidden identity."Meet us at the old warehouse by midnight," Graig's voice growled. "Come alone, or your loyal bodyguard dies."Abig

The mansion loomed ahead, bathed in the soft glow of midnight. Exhausted and wounded from our recent battle, we trudged up the grand staircase, yearning for rest. Yet, as we entered, the silence was broken by a high-pitched cry.“Mommy!”I barely had time to turn before my little boy, Xavier, came sprinting down the stairs, his small feet pounding against the marble. I raised an eyebrow, surprised to see him awake at such an hour, but any concern melted the moment he leaped into my arms, his tiny arms clinging tightly around my neck.“I missed you, Mommy,” he whispered, his voice laced with sleepiness and relief.Tears stung my eyes as I held him close, breathing in his familiar, comforting scent. “I missed you too, sweetheart. So much.”As I stood there, cradling Xavier, I noticed Alexander and Shawn lingering in the shadows by the doorway, watching us. The expression on Alexander's face was unreadable, but when Xavier’s eyes locked onto him, they lit up with unrestrained excitem