บททั้งหมดของ LUNA ANNA'S REVENGE : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Jason was just finishing cooking a large dinner. It had been a stressful day for him, mostly because large of amount of foodstuff had arrived that needed to be carefully inspected before being brought in. Jason was left to do the mission by himself since Leo was preoccupied with his own obligations.He could feel the stress of the day starting to catch up with him as he relished the last of his meal. His body was tired and he was desperate for a break. He had always loved to cook and used it as an escape, but now the task's demands had become too much for him.Jason finished his dinner and cleared the table. He took delight in every dish he made. But as the night went on, he discovered that he was turning to another activity for comfort.He picked out a book from his collections and set it, an inkwell, and a quill, on the table in front of him. He had always been particularly fond of calligraphy. The grace of every brushstroke, the way the ink flowed over the paper—it was an art that

Emily had spent days anticipating meeting her mate, Creig. She had missed his laugh, his grin, and his company. So she headed to his residence, her pulse thumping with anticipation. With a gentle, optimistic knock, she moved closer to his door.But something wasn't quite right. Nobody came forward. Emily gave it another go, tapping the door softly this time, but to no avail. It was kind of strange because she knew he should be at home at this time. She went to her boyfriend's window in the hopes that he could be having an afternoon sleep since she was worried and wondered if anything was wrong.Emily's heart fell as she glanced around the space. She heard soft moans, and everything around her seemed to haze. She couldn't trust her own ears, even though the sound was clearly audible. She attempted to persuade herself that there had to be another explanation and that she must be hallucinating or she is just having a wild daydream. She trusted that her mate would never inflict such sever

Ginger invited Emily to her house. She knew that Emily is in a devastated position but she feels this is the right time to talk to her.As usual, Ginger felt obligated to try and assist Emily in coming to terms with her past and gaining some closure. Ginger spoke slowly at first, taking her time. "Emily, I am aware of how difficult your situation is. Your mate committed a serious offence for which there is no justification." Emily nodded, tears welling up in her eyes. "Ginger, I trusted him. I never imagined that he would treat me in this manner." Ginger extended her hand to clasp Emily's while providing reassurance in silence. "I want you to know that I'm here for you, even if I can't pretend to comprehend how you're feeling. I'm here to speak with you on his behalf as well. Emily gave Ginger a startled glance. "On his behalf? "Why?" Ginger inhaled deeply before continuing. "Because, Emily, he is really sorry. When he came to me, I could see how sorry he was for what he had done.

I was sitting by myself in my room when I had an odd uneasiness. It was one of those few times when boredom bit the corners of my thoughts, something I am used to since I became married to Leo. Sometimes, I miss my old life in his palace.My mind wandered back to a not too distant past when I worked as a maid as I relaxed on my chair and took in the amazing scenery outside the window. That was a life of hard work, long hours, and little downtime. I used to often find myself longing for a world where I was free to choose and could leave the bonds of service behind.I couldn't help but miss those times as I sat in the splendor of the palace right now. One particular and treasured aspect of my existence had been the continual movement, the feeling of purpose in my job, and the friendship I enjoyed with my fellow maids. The routines gave a feeling of fulfillment even if they were exhausting.Life is just filled with irony. I used to whine about not having enough time or freedom, but now t

A feeling of restlessness had crept up on me as I sat in my room. It was impossible for me not to feel as if I needed something to keep me busy and drive away the boring times that appeared to stretch on forever. Being the Alpha son's mate gave me freedom that was both a blessing and a curse, giving me options I had never had before and leaving me with a hole I didn't know how to fill.As I laid on my bed, thinking of what to do, as I was just tired of reading books. I have read a lot and it seemed like there was no more to read. I wish I knew how to paint, maybe that would have ease my boredom.I heard a soft knock on my door. I wondered who it was but I hope it was Gabriella since her presence normally brightens up my mood. When I opened the door, I was surprised to see that it was Leo and he didn't come alone, he came with a man whom Leo introduced as an artist. The artist introduced himself, bowing to me after we had exchanged polite words for a little while. He was an experience