บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha's Luna Boss: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

ALPHA ZACHARY. The pain hit hard at a different frequency today and like every other day, it was hard to tell where it hurt the most or the very places that even hurt. Sometimes, it was a heart-wrenching pain in my chest that keeps me up all night and makes me lose sleep, enough for me to bury myself into work, hoping it would keep the restless away. But not the pain. Never the pain. Other times, it was Serge losing it in my head and growling severally. Times like that, I would be unstable and switch momentarily between my own consciousness and that of my wolf. While Serge left scratch marks all over the place in his wake, I broke a lot of things that have the maids shivering from their quarters feet away from my own chambers. And smelling their fear from such distance is saying something. On other days, it was just a switch in emotions. I could be smiling about something one minute and the next, a plate of food is flying across the room and shattering to the floor with a force that w

HAERA. I gave Alan my back, shielding my face away from him because I didn't want to let whatever emotion I was feeling show. Letting him see me however I was at that moment would make me vulnerable even to myself because of how I've promised myself not to think of my mate and anything related to him. I had been successful at doing that. I was busy with a lot of things to do and learn as an Alpha princess, enough for me to forget about him for days and worry about my lessons. I even got myself a distraction in the person of Basil,had conflicting emotions and then ended up kissing him before I could stop myself. Leave out the embarrassment I felt after the kiss and my attempts to avoid Basil, and you have yourself a woman who did a very good job at letting go of Zachary and focusing on myself and my new life. But of course, it didn't last. I didn't expect it to. I didn't expect my new found peace and quiet to last. I knew Alpha Zachary enough to deduce that he wasn't the patient type a

HAERA. The Imperial pack. That's where I was bound for early the next morning after sorting things out at my pack. I was riding back in the same carriage that carried me out of the Imperial pack as a maid and then to my pack as a princess. Honestly, it's hard to tell what feelings I left with or the reason I even left in the first place. Was it because of my discussion with Basil? Or my argument with my wolf who I haven't even fully made up with yet? Or maybe the late night discussion I had with my parents after the discussion with Basil. It had really taken a lot for me to go back to my parents to tender an apology for reacting that way to them. I literally dragged my legs over to their chambers. My mother's face hadn't held any form of surprise when she saw me by the door of their chambers. She had welcomed me with a big smile and a hug as if she had expected me to come to her. "It's okay my dear daughter. I really understand how you feel, believe me, I'd be mad too if I was the one

HAERAI raced off to the place that has been the main course for my feet every single day with my heart pounding from both the distance I covered in less than a minute and from the fear of what I was going to encounter when I get to my mate. As I continued to cover the distance between my previous position and the Alpha's chambers, my mind whirled with thoughts as to what might be wrong and why it was enough for someone to come running to call me. My mind thought of both the positive and the negative meanings that could be behind such a sudden and distressed call. He must have woken up. His eyes must have finally come open. He has returned to me. The moon goddess has returned him to me. What other positive thoughts could cloud my mind if not these ones? I have waited patiently and expectantly for something like that. Several times, I have even imagined it in different versions and different ways. On some days, I imagined myself being by his bedside, speaking to him and then he speaks

HAERA How does one describe hell? Of course, it's an endless pit that everyone attributed to fire and a world that comes after the one we are currently living in. It's the norm. It is what we knew growing up. It's what's meant to be! But somehow, over the years of living as an immortal creature with more years to live out, that particular meaning has lost its touch if it ever even had any. Hell just wasn't something you go through in another life for telling a few lies and taking a few lives. The world we are now has a living hell of its own. And I, being my usual unlucky self, have gone through various forms of that hell, enough to last the lifetime that I still had ahead of me. But of all the hells I've gone through, none could be this worse. None could match my mate acting like a fucking ten year old and me having to baby him around like a real mother when I knew absolutely nothing about parenting. My life suddenly being reduced from longing and yearning to me trying to keep a ten