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CHAPTER TWENTY THREE: GHOST IN THE MIDST

Author: Halle
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AVA

What the heck just happened?

What the HECK!!!!!!?

Why did I kiss him?

Why did he run away?

Whyyy?

What was I thinking when I pulled him closer and kissed him, and we were about tooo...

Geez, I can't even say it.

Why did he run away?

I don't even know which one I'm pissed at…the fact that I was the first person to smash my lips against his, or the fact that he ran away when things were about to go down. I mean... seriously?

My heart is malfunctioning. And my brain too. Both of them are just fried scrambled eggs right now.

I stared at the kitchen, at the pan that was probably burning the omelet that no one was going to eat anymore, and then at the empty hallway he'd fled into like a scared vampire avoiding the sun.

I folded my arms and groaned like a dying cow.

"Ughhhhhh!"

What the hell was that kiss? No, wait.

What the hell was I thinking? And also... what the hell was he thinking running away like that?

Was I that bad?

Okay, my breath might’ve been a little onion-y, but come on
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  • The Moon Goddess's Mistake: Wrong Mate At The Wrong Time   CHAPTER TWENTY THREE: GHOST IN THE MIDST

    AVA What the heck just happened?What the HECK!!!!!!?Why did I kiss him?Why did he run away?Whyyy?What was I thinking when I pulled him closer and kissed him, and we were about tooo...Geez, I can't even say it.Why did he run away?I don't even know which one I'm pissed at…the fact that I was the first person to smash my lips against his, or the fact that he ran away when things were about to go down. I mean... seriously?My heart is malfunctioning. And my brain too. Both of them are just fried scrambled eggs right now.I stared at the kitchen, at the pan that was probably burning the omelet that no one was going to eat anymore, and then at the empty hallway he'd fled into like a scared vampire avoiding the sun. I folded my arms and groaned like a dying cow."Ughhhhhh!"What the hell was that kiss? No, wait. What the hell was I thinking? And also... what the hell was he thinking running away like that?Was I that bad?Okay, my breath might’ve been a little onion-y, but come on

  • The Moon Goddess's Mistake: Wrong Mate At The Wrong Time   CHAPTER TWENTY TWO: I SEE HER

    SEBASTIAN "I'll protect you."I don't know when the words slip from my mouth…maybe somewhere between the way her arms felt around me and the scent of her hair grounding me to the moment.But once I say them, I mean them.God, I mean them.I don’t want her anywhere near that courtroom again, and yet… if it means standing beside her, if it means holding her hand while the wolves bare their teeth, then I’ll do it. For her.I hold her tighter. Maybe too tight. Like she’ll vanish if I loosen my grip. Like she’s nothing but a dream I don’t want to wake up from.Her cheek presses against my chest. I feel her heartbeat sync with mine. Steady. Steady.But then it hits me.This isn’t who I am. I don’t do this. I don’t feel like this.My eyes snap open. My body stiffens.What the hell am I doing?"I—I'm sorry," I mutter, stepping back awkwardly. "I don’t… I don’t know what I’m doing."I turn to walk away, try to find the space I suddenly crave..but before I can even take a full step, her finger

  • The Moon Goddess's Mistake: Wrong Mate At The Wrong Time   CHAPTER TWENTY ONE: OUR FIRST TOUCH

    AVASebastian has been tense for about a week now.Every day I watch him spiral deeper, like someone trapped inside his own mind. He drinks more than usual. Whiskey. Scotch. Whatever he can find. I hear the clinking of bottles at night, the muffled thud of a chair dragged across the floor, and the silence that follows it all. A silence so loud it echoes.The worst part? He never lets me near him.Not even for a second.I don't know why he's like this. He won't talk. He won't look at me the same. It's like he disappeared and left behind a body that only goes through the motions.The only consistent thing he does is cook. He cooks every morning, leaves breakfast on the dining table, and disappears. No note. No smile. Just food and silence.And I… I’m tired of this. Tired of feeling like a ghost in his house.So today, I decide to do something. I decide to breathe.I ask for my gown. The emerald one that shimmers slightly when I move. It’s long, royal, and heavy. It trails behind me as I

  • The Moon Goddess's Mistake: Wrong Mate At The Wrong Time   CHAPTER TWENTY: NO GAMES

    SEBASTIAN I pace around my room, my hands clenching and unclenching as my thoughts run wild. The letter burns in my palm, like it has a pulse of its own."Dove is alive. Run."What kind of sick joke is this?I saw her body. I was the one who demanded they pull her from the fire. The image of that scorched corpse has been etched into my memory like a scar on skin. Her pendant was found around the neck. Her ring melted into her finger. We buried her..or what was left.And now this?A note scribbled with no name. No details. Just a threat disguised as hope.I snatch my phone off the table, punch in a number. It rings once before my guard answers."Sir.""Get me the person who delivered that note. I don’t care if you have to turn the city inside out. I want them alive.""Yes, Alpha."I end the call and throw the phone on my bed. It bounces off the sheets and clatters to the floor, but I don’t care. My chest is tight. My head pounds.I need to breathe.I rake my fingers through my hair, t

  • The Moon Goddess's Mistake: Wrong Mate At The Wrong Time   CHAPTER NINETEEN: SECRETS

    AVADinner with Sebastian was the most amazing thing in my life. I didn’t expect it to be. Not with the heaviness that hung over me earlier, not with all the things unsaid between us. But somehow, in the dim light of his dining room, with the warmth of roasted potatoes and spicy grilled chicken between us, I felt myself ease. We talked. We laughed. I caught him smiling with the side of his mouth like he didn’t want me to see it, and that made me laugh more.He told me stories about growing up. Some of them were painful—like when he mentioned being poisoned as a child, and how that made him never trust kitchen staff again. But others were light. Like how he used to sneak out of training to go read books under the old pine behind the west gate. I listened like a child, soaking in every detail. Every word he said was another thread tying me to him. And I didn’t fight it. I didn’t want to.I was beginning to feel safe here. Safe with him.But that safety was short-lived.One quiet afterno

  • The Moon Goddess's Mistake: Wrong Mate At The Wrong Time   CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: NOT ALONE

    SEBASTIAN I don’t know what got into me. One second I was listening to my security team say Ava's lounge had been broken into, and the next second, I was already by her side, grabbing her arm, saying, "You're moving in with me."Now she’s here.Upstairs.In one of the guest rooms.In my house.I don’t even know how I feel about that. There’s a strange kind of tension inside me. Something tightens in my chest when I think about her being so close. And it’s not fear. It’s not anger. It’s just... new.I bend down to pick up the broken glass from last night. My head aches a little from the whiskey, but I ignore it. Instead, I sweep the pieces into a small tray and dump them in the bin.Then I walk to the kitchen.There’s only one person I trust to make my meals. Me.I learned the hard way.When I was twelve, someone poisoned my food. I nearly died. The worst part? It was my most trusted kitchen assistant. Someone who had watched me grow. Someone I considered family.That was the first ti

  • The Moon Goddess's Mistake: Wrong Mate At The Wrong Time   CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: AN INTRUDER

    AVAI wake up slowly, blinking against the soft morning light streaming through the window. My head feels heavy, my body even heavier. For a second, I can’t place where I am. The mattress is firm yet soft, and the sheets smell like pinewood and something masculine. Familiar.My eyes dart around, and it hits me.Sebastian’s room.My heart leaps into my throat. I sit up sharply, clutching the blanket against my chest. I’m still in my clothes from yesterday. Everything’s intact. No marks. No weird gaps in memory.I wasn’t touched.Relief rushes through me so fast it leaves me dizzy. But something else simmers beneath it..confusion, embarrassment… and a weird kind of warmth.I swing my legs off the bed and tiptoe across the room, careful not to wake anything or anyone. The place is quiet, still. The air carries the faint smell of old books, leather, and him. I push open the door slowly and step into the living room.That’s when I see him.Sebastian.Asleep.His head rests on the edge of

  • The Moon Goddess's Mistake: Wrong Mate At The Wrong Time   CHAPTER SIXTEEN: THE BEGINNING

    SEBASTIAN I can’t sleep. It’s already morning, and I’m still lying in bed, wide awake, staring at the ceiling like it holds the answers to life.My chest is tight, and my head is heavy. Not from stress..no, no..it’s from whatever nonsense I muttered last night."You make me insane."Seriously? Out of all the things I could have said, that’s what my mouth decided to come up with? I throw the covers off me with a groan and sit up, running a hand through my hair."Why did I say that?"She doesn’t make me insane. I make myself insane. Me. Just me.I only wanted to get the damn picture back. I didn’t want her to see it. Not because it’s something shameful, but because it’s mine. Mine and Dove's. Personal. But no, instead of calmly asking, I ran at her like a man possessed, screamed "Don't," tripped, and landed on her.Lips. Touched.I slap my hand over my face and let out a sound that’s a mix between a groan and a dying whale."No, nope, nothing happened," I mutter to myself.My heart’s

  • The Moon Goddess's Mistake: Wrong Mate At The Wrong Time   CHAPTER FIFTEEN: HE DRIVES ME CRAZY

    AVAI sit stiffly on the couch, the first aid box still lying by my feet. My fingers tremble a little as I bandage the small scratch on my hand. The silence around me is loud, pressing on my chest.Dante's face flashes in my mind—the way his hands wrapped around my neck, the coldness in his eyes. I shiver.That was not the Dante I knew.Not the boy who once swore to protect me. Not the man I gave everything to.Tonight, he didn’t even care when I told him someone tried to kill me. He didn’t listen. All he wanted was for me to run away with him. His hands... they had no mercy. His grip, so tight, so cruel.I shake my head.I should feel grateful that Sebastian came for me. That he stopped Dante before he could finish what he started. But all I feel is a mess of emotions. Fear. Confusion. Anger. Gratitude.And somewhere deep down... a wish that it was Caleb who saved me.When Sebastian dropped the first aid box in front of me and said, *"Don't expect me to be your hero,"* I almost rolle

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