Semua Bab His stolen Luna: Bab 1 - Bab 6

EllaMy hands froze in mid air. The kitchen fell into an eerie silence. I turned to Jackson, my gaze sharp. He shifted uncomfortably, his lips pressing together like he had just realized he said something he shouldn't have. "What did you just say?" My voice was calm, too calm, but my fingers curled tightly against the counter. Jackson shook his head quickly. "Nothing." "Jackson," I put down what I was holding and faced him fully. "What do you mean by that?" He fidgeted with his fingers, refusing to meet my eyes. "Nothing," he muttered. "I just meant… Ava was supposed to pick me up anyway." "Why was that?" "Dad told me she was picking me up this morning," Jackson muttered. So that was it..Marcus had deliberately arranged for Ava to pick up our son without bothering to inform me. The same Ava who'd been giving me those pitying looks for years. The same Ava whose family had practically written a petition against our union. When Marcus and I first got together, the whispers had

EllaThe room erupted in gasps and murmurs. I felt the floor tilt beneath me. "That's impossible," I whispered, reaching for the paper. "That's absolutely impossible!" Ava handed the test results to Marcus, whose face had gone ashen. "I'm sorry you had to find out this way, Marcus. But when I noticed certain... inconsistencies in Jackson's development, I felt obligated to investigate." "Inconsistencies? What inconsistencies?" I demanded. "My son is perfectly normal!" "Is he, though?" Ava tilted her head. "He doesn't look much like Marcus, does he? And his abilities are below what we'd expect from an Alpha's offspring." I looked around the room, expecting to see outrage on everyone's faces at this ridiculous accusation. Instead, I saw doubt. Suspicion. Some were even nodding along with Ava's words. "This is absurd," I said, crossing my arms and letting out a small laugh. "Ava, if you're making things up because you couldn't end up with Marcus, that has nothing to do with my son.

EllaHis words hurt more than the slap. In all our years together, he had never thrown my status in my face like that. Never made me feel less than his equal.At that moment, I saw the truth. Whatever Ava had done to frame me, she had merely exposed what was already there: Marcus's true feelings about me, buried beneath years of pretense."This whole thing - it's a setup, isn't it?" I looked between Marcus and Ava, searching their faces. "You two planned this together, didn't you?"Marcus's jaw tightened, but something flickered in his eyes. Guilt? Fear?"You wanted me gone." I laughed, but it came out hollow. "All those late nights at the office, the secret meetings, the way you kept me in the dark about hiring her - it wasn't just about work, was it?""You're delusional," Ava snapped."Am I?" I turned to Marcus. "If that's what you really think of me," I said, rising to my feet and gathering what dignity I had left, "then you never loved me at all. You just wanted a convenient omega