บททั้งหมดของ The Lunas Second Chance Mate: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

           I stood up away from mother, and she was reaching for me, trying to figure out where I'd gone.            Jennifer said, "What did this bitch tell you? She's been out to ruin me ever since she came here, and now she's even after my own mother. How low can someone be."            Mother's blind eyes were searching the room to see. Her lips were quivering with pain, but finally she said, "I know my daughters, Jennifer. I know Alissa has come back, even if she has a new name. I could not be fooled."            I was slightly in front of her to shield her from my awful sister. "She's going to stay with me," I insisted.            "No," Jennifer sai

AlysonI've known pain. I've lived in a world with nothing but pain. My teeth are stained with the excess of blood I've tasted, the wounds I have healed from physically, but the ones that scared me so deeply that I may never recover from fully, those are the ones I will never heal from. I try not to let it show, masquerading around my new life like I don't recall the last, like I don't know that the moon goddess sought pity on my life and sent me back to do what I was fated to do; find my mate and become Luna. Everyone sees it, though. Everyone.As privileged as I feel, I still cower in the dark, fighting off the memories and flaunting a smile. I walk through the pack lands now, watching as the clan wakes to the morning, meanwhile I haven't slept in days. I lay in bed, beside my mate Ryan, the Alpha, and I wait for him to drift peacefully into oblivion before sneaking off to kill the night hours. He would hate if I were out here alone, meandering around as though I am a lost pup, but

AlysonI squirm on my cot, watching the eyes through the bars circle my body without a care of the state it is in. I attempt to stand, to face this monster that pins me up almost every day now, ever since the Alpha started getting sick and needed some good blood to be pushed into his system at the ready.That's where I used to come in to play.My legs give out, though. I fail instantly and hit the cell floor, exhausted and drained, in need of water and maybe something to nibble on, but I can't expect that to happen. I've been in this spot too much to know that the more I suffer, the easier it is for them to drain me without tying me down to do so."Little blood pet," the voice snickers, taunting me from above. "You aren't looking so good today, blood pet. You look pale, and worthless, but you know what? Alpha Jacob needs his fix of blood for the night, and that means I'm going to need you to provide just that."I struggle to respond, knowing that even if I muster the energy to do so,

AlysonRyan is busy in a meeting all day and while he is there, I can't handle the thought of what we were told yesterday. My sister, the horrid traitor she is, has been speaking to an Alpha of rogues. I can't trust why she would be somewhere like that, but one thing is certain. She is getting ready to start trouble here.The elders are coming into the pack palace tonight for dinner and even if Ryan had insisted, I refused to attend. I can't face the conversation if it involves her. She has done a lot to hurt me, but she is my family, and that tear between us will always stay there and I fear it will continue to wound me forever.The least I can do is choose not to hear about her anymore.For now I pace the room Ryan and I stay in together. The large fireplace is lit and the table near the couch is full of assorted pastries and sweets. I eye them hungerly but I can't bring myself to reach for any of them. I've lost my appetite, I've lost my need for sleep, and I've given become consum

OliveraWolfsbane infused sugar in tea is the easiest way to deter a stubborn captive. I wanted to save it for the last minute, just so she wouldn't use her mind-link any further with her mate while we found our way into the pack house. It's a cavernous dwelling, on the edge of a daunting cliff, only accessible through a short, tunneling area under the heavy brush of the forest.I packed a small batch of tea, something I normally sip on to blossom a tolerance to the plant, but instead I decided it was better used on the frustrating Luna, fighting me every step of the way and trembling in doing so. I've never seen such a petrified and yet stubborn woman in my entire life. Granted, most of the women I come across are extremely willing to be led away by the likes of me, but a captive and a courtesan are two different things.She is restless in her sleep, her face permanently pink as she grumbles against the toxins I forced down her throat a few hours ago. This pack house is new, more-so