All Chapters of Rejected Their Broken Luna: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Cynthia Dion: "Atticus!" His name slipped from my lips in a desperate plea, though my intention was to caution him to step back from me."Yes? Do you have something on your mind?" He used his deep voice to address me, making me aware of how close he had come. His voice was right by my ear. As he started to lift my shirt, I clenched my lower lip and shut my eyes. Before I finally decided to push him away, his cold finger gently touched the area around my injured skin. I shifted to the side, withdrew my hands, and pulled my top down before turning to face him."You don't want me to use this medicine on your injuries?" he inquired, a smirk on his lips as he took the medicine from me."You know you can simply shift and heal. That will be much easier for you. Why bother with applying this medicine? Your hands can't even reach your back," he said nonchalantly, then hopped onto the bed, sitting upright and fixing his gaze on me."I have wolfbane in my system," I fibbed, but that was my only

Cynthia Dion:"Arghhhhhh!" I screamed when he bit my nipple. Soon after hearing me cry, he gently licked my tits to calm me down.I moaned when he gently kissed my cleavage and ran up to pass kisses all over my mark.He stopped when his phone kept ringing in his back pocket. He raised his face and watched my lips for a few seconds before he answered the call. He didn’t get off me; his eyes were still wandering on my face."What happened, Maleeka?" he inquired, and soon his expression shifted, a slight frown creasing his face."What?" He shut his eyes and clenched his jaw.I noticed he shifted his body slightly, creating space between us."I'll handle everything. Please don't cry, alright?" His voice lost some of its spark after the call.He ended the call and, without wasting a moment, he moved away from me and leaped out of the bed.I sensed that something had occurred, so I followed him, grabbing a gray hoodie from the closet.He paced around nervously, his hand raking through his h

Cynthia Dion: I stood there in confusion, watching her face and getting worried."Huh?" she nearly shouted before bursting into laughter. "I'm just kidding," she said, slapping her head, and then her expression shifted."Y---," I stuttered, but she had already stopped laughing and pranking me."I'm really glad you came home," she exclaimed, bouncing up and down with excitement until she noticed my expression and frowned. "Did that happen in the game today?" she inquired, and I had to fib to her."Yes," I muttered."Come in; you'll catch a cold," she stepped aside and welcomed me inside. Once I was indoors, she embraced me tightly, despite the pain from my bruise, I returned the hug willingly. Her arms were a source of comfort to me. After we let go, I moved ahead, and she lingered behind to shut the door. I presume that's when she noticed my back."Cynthia!" Her gasp made me turn around, concerned about what had happened."Do you realize you're bleeding from your back?" She asked, pa

Cynthia Dion: "You guys are leaving already?" she asked with a little sad pout."Yeah! I’ve chosen to take her out for dinner," he said, gazing at me with a grin that falsely suggested he was madly in love with me. I couldn’t help but return his grin because I didn’t want to make him furious by not doing so. It was like going back to the same hell-hole."Okay, that’s good news," she said cheerfully, believing that her sister was living the life of a fairytale. I wouldn’t wish such a fairytale existence on anyone; the only fairytale her sister was living was the one where everything was just terrible and there were monsters and giants waiting to eat her or come for her blood."By the way, I have not seen your father around. Where is he?" Mr. Holt asked Flora, making me wonder what he was up to now."He is out with his friends," she replied sadly. I can only imagine how lonely she must feel here every night."He is such a bad father. Don’t prepare food tonight. I will have my guards br

Cynthia Dion: Because she had rushed to see her doctor the other day, I chose to visit her in her room. I wanted to check on her well-being since she had been the only person who'd shown me kindness. I knocked on her door a few times as I neared it, but there was no answer.I won't lie; I was really shaken up by how things went on the last day. That text message was awful. If she had believed it, she must be feeling pretty upset with me now.She used to be an early riser, always up and about, but today, she was nowhere in sight, and I started to worry about her. As I turned to leave, I unexpectedly bumped into someone I'd rather not have encountered.I didn't divert my gaze; instead, I took a step back. He had this strange power over me, making it impossible for me to look away or blink as he moved closer.His expression oozed anger and arrogance, and his intense gaze sent shivers down my spine. I took a deep breath and cleared my throat, waiting for him to speak first."What are you