All Chapters of Under The Waning Moon: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

“She is with whom?” He stood up from his swivel chair forcefully and it toppled as he got up. He gripped his phone so hard that veins popped up from the back of his hand. “She is with her ex-boyfriend. It was him that she called to pick her up from the house of Miss Tamara Whitefield.” Markus kept his voice calm and steady. Eon’s anger couldn’t be hidden despite the thousands of miles of distance. “Do you want the rest of my report?” Eon growled. “Give me a minute.” He had already expected that Lina called someone that has a strong connection with her but he didn’t expect it to be her ex. [What the hell was she thinking?] His wolf didn’t reply and just growled. It took him a minute before he was able to ask Markus to continue with the report of his investigation. “Lina arrived in Shanghai after her layover in Hongkong. What’s really interesting was that from Hongkong, she took a commercial flight even though the private plane was at her disposal.

“I’m busy. Can’t you just leave?” She couldn’t understand why every time she had to talk to Briare she was always asking him to do things for her. In her head, she really wanted to tell him to leave but when she opened her mouth it turned into a question as if she had to ask for his permission. “I’m sorry, Lina but we can’t just leave.” “We aren’t going to leave until you accept the fact that you’re a guardian and we are family.” She got up from the couch. She wanted to try if Brigette would still make her sit down. “I don’t want to go with you or anyone. I want all of you to leave me alone.” She gathered all their cups, not asking if they were done with their drinks, and brought them to the kitchen sink. She didn’t return to the living room, instead, she unpacked the bags of groceries that Zhan sent to her apartment. She made sure to make a loud racket of noises in the kitchen as she moved around to make them unwelcomed for words were not enough for

From her talk to her father, she found out that her mother was sent to a special house in Ireland. According to her father, that was her mother’s request. Apparently, her mother had been cleared at the asylum where she was first sent. However, her mother refused to return to her previous life, thus, they came out of the agreement for her to stay in another hospital where she would be supervised twenty-four-seven. Lina scoffed inwardly, remembering her phone conversation with her father. He hurried like usual, as though he was in the middle of an important matter and he had to cut the call short. In the past, Lina would come up with the excuse to end the call to avoid the awkwardness and the coldness of her father. But that was before. She had a list of questions for her father that she wrote down before she made the call and she asked him those questions, one after the other. His father must have noticed that she had no plan to end the call until she got an answer, t

Lina heard the hum of the aircon and the unfamiliar felt of the mattress on her back. She sniffed the air before she opened her eyes and fear crawled on her skin when she smelled the air.“You can open your eyes. You’re safe here.”Her eyes flew open when she heard the familiar voice. She jerked up the bed, pulling the blanket to her chest for a part of her brain remembered that she would wake up naked whenever she woke up with Eon in the room.“Didn’t you get enough sleep for you to be up that long?” His voice was laced with worry.“Y-you!!” She pointed her finger at Eon who was lounging on the armchair under an open window. She could see that it was already night and she was in a bedroom with a Victorian interior design. “What did you to me?”“I want to talk—”“Talk? You freaking kidnapped me!” She screamed at him. The fear and the panic she felt came

The night breeze caressed her skin as the moon—high up in the night sky, adorned the open window of her hotel room where a table for two was set up for her and Eon. A glorious spread of her favorite foods was laid on the table, a bottle of wine was opened and Eon was sitting across from her, attentively taking care of her wants even before it leaves her mouth. “Really? What is this magic?” She sighed, annoyed. She dropped her fork and knife beside her plate and glared at Eon. “Babe, there is no magic. It is what is it.” “What do you mean?” Eon chuckled in amusement. Lina was too charming for her own good. Her pouting and throwing a tantrum over every little thing tickles Eon’s heart. “You see, our kind were more receptive to the emotions and feelings of the others.” He put a piece of meat on her plate, and said, “yours were leaking all over the place.” He poured her glass more wine. “But don’t worry, you can learn to hide your thoughts in no time.”