All Chapters of Scar : the rejected Luna: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Paul's POV:It was almost afternoon by the time I returned home the next day, and I wanted to see Lexie badly, regardless of what had happened last night between us. My beta, Jayson, had gone on a tour of the neighbouring packs to find out more about the rogue situation, but had ended up walking right in the middle of an ongoing skirmish. That was why he had sent me an urgent message last night, and now the situation was worsening by the minute.'I don't have time to act like a lovesick puppy right now…not when so many lives are at stake.'Thinking this, I parked my SUV in front of the gate and headed straight for my father's chambers.Knocking twice, I entered his room after announcing myself."Father? I need to discuss something urgent with you."He immediately sat up, and offered me a chair while saying, "Of course, son. What is the matter?""The Crescent pack has been attacked by a group of unknown rogues, as reported by my beta. They have sought our help to deal with the grave p

When Jayson brought the culprits to me in the throne room as per my wish, I was confronted with yet another surprise. At first, I was busy thinking about whether or not I might have encountered them during my stay in the pack, but as soon as I turned to see them, I found out that the three men were the same ones who were responsible for cornering me and beating me up at school a few weeks ago. However, on closer inspection, they seemed to be more like misguided adolescents than men, and outside of that framework where I had been the victim and they had been the perpetrators, they seemed to be significantly less intimidating. Nonetheless, renewed anger flowed through my veins when I remembered my helpless state and the pleas of help and mercy that they had ignored; they probably would have done the same thing to poor Kevin, had I not intervened. I finally opened my mouth after a few minutes of confusion persisted, during which they shared questioning glances as to why they had been

After Abby left , I was left alone with the old memories of childhood and the realization of reality about which I was supposed to have been aware about from the very beginning. I knew that Abby's mother was originally from the Apollo pack itself, and her father used to be the beta of the previous Alpha of the Celene pack, Nate's father.During one of the Alpha's visits to the Apollo pack, her father had encountered her mother, and realized that she was his mate when they both had been teenagers. They both had gotten married and came to the Celene pack together, and they had been living a happy life until her father's untimely demise after which Abby's mother had to live with her in the Celene pack even though their life was quite difficult.Abby's mother was very beautiful and as my mother had told me often, their wedding had become the talk of the entire pack after they had returned from the Apollo pack together. Everyone knew that her husband absolutely adored her, but after he d

After his statement, I panicked and noticed that Katrine had probably not heard it completely or clearly, as she was standing a little farther away from us. As a plan began to form in my head, I spoke to him in a slightly louder voice. "Jonas, I think it has been very long since the two of us have talked alone, and had a chat with each other... don't you think?" He understood my indication and what I was gesturing to, and although his expression was slightly wary, he answered in support of my proposal. "Yes ,you are right. If your friend doesn't mind, can we have some time for the two of us, and relive the same sibling dynamic once again?" Katrine finally replied with a sweet smile, "Of course! You two go ahead, till then, I will be taking a tour of your chamber by myself." Breathing a sigh of relief, the two of us stepped outside towards Jonas's room. After we reached his room, he offered me a seat and sat on the chair opposite mine. Observing and meeting my brothe

Once the dinner was over, Paul and I said our goodbyes and retired to our room to rest at night. I left the bathroom after a quick shower, only to find Paul sitting on a reclining chair by the window, looking outside and probably engrossed in his thoughts. Over his knee-length shorts, he had just draped an open robe, perhaps the restricting nature of t-shirts was causing him discomfort due to the injury. His torso was fully exposed, revealing his toned abs and pecs bathed in the cool glow of the moonlight, and I found myself unable to even move or peel my eyes away from him while he was still lost in thought.My eyes then landed on his left shoulder, where a fresh bandage had been wrapped around his shoulder and chest. Without any warning, I found myself walking in his direction before I could decide what I was doing; by the time I had realised it, I was standing beside the armrest of the reclining chair and Paul had titled his head slightly to look at me in anticipation.I decided