Todos os capítulos de My Luna Hates Me: Winning Back His Luna's Heart: Capítulo 171 - Capítulo 180

Xander's POV. A lot of people might be wondering why I was too slow in killing Trent. He wasn't as powerful as we thought he was. It was just one of those things that people did to maintain their reputation.Maybe a few years ago they were on top of the food chain and all of that but as of today there was no one who could boldly speak for him. He didn't know that I had made various researches so that I would be able to get out of this mess. Even Ember didn't know my plans and I intended to keep it that way. If I didn't do it that way she might want to talk sense into my head and try to convince me why it is bad but I as well as everyone knew that Trent didn't deserve kindness. I was a bit distorted in my judgment but after I realized that I was only being played it stopped me from acting and thinking in that manner. Anyone who didn't know this was going to war with his conscience. Everyone knew that he wasn't a good fellow. It was just me who was trying to make sure that I didn't so

Ember's POVXander reached behind leaning over to grab something when he sat back he handed me a couple of dresses from the back seat. I looked at them, confused. "What's this for?" I asked."It's to help you blend in," he said. "Just a little disguise to get you in and out of the pack unnoticed."I raised an eyebrow. "You think a couple of dresses will do that?""Well, they’re not just any dresses," Xander said with a smirk. "They’re maid uniforms. You'll blend in perfectly."I hesitated. "I don’t know, Xander. It feels a bit... I don’t know."He sighed. "Look, it's just for a little while. It'll be easier if you just put them on. Ellie won't suspect a thing, trust me."I took the dresses from him, still unsure but there was no option. “Alright, alright. I’ll do it.”In the car, I quickly changed into the maid outfits. The first one was a simple black and white dress with a white apron. It fit okay, I looked in the rearview mirror and sighed. Not my best look, but it would have to do

EMBER's POV I was sitting on the couch reading when I heard a knock at the door. I jumped up since I was in the book, I groaned a little and went over to peep through the little window. It was Xander. The corners on my lips turned to a frown and I held the handle contemplating if I should let him in or not. He knocked once more, “Ember please open up” his baritone voice came melting the ice a little making me open the door. “Hey,” he said, holding up a bag of food. “Surprise, I thought you might be hungry.” “Thanks,” I said, taking the bag from him. “But you really don’t have to worry about feeding me.” He stepped closer, his arms outstretched as if he wanted to hug me. I took a step back frowning. “Xander, do not make me look like the bad person here, It’s okay you don't have to do all this, I'm fine all by myself” He looked a bit taken aback but quickly recovered keeping his expression neutral. “I’m sorry. I just... I don’t know. I want to make things right.” He seemed s

Ember's POV. I wasn't moved by her words because I knew that I had a higher backing that would help me out when it was time. All she just needed was the go-ahead from me. Then I knew that she would be able to go ahead to focus on getting the answer. I chuckled softly and looked at her. "Did you want us to respect you, Ellie? You should accord yourself some respect." I told her and she looked at me. "Who the hell are you?!" She challenged me. Her eyes flared at me and I smiled at her. "Are you my husband's concubine?" She asked and I held myself from saying just like you were. That would be a big slap on her face which I didn't really mind though. I liked the fact that she was really struggling to make it work. I didn't care about her and all that she was doing. All I wanted to know is that there would be a need for us to just stay for a while and rest before finally talking about our past life. In just a few years she would be controlling the whole arena but if I stood up rig

Ember's POV I walked down the hallway slowly, this part of the house seemed to be more empty than the path I walked through once I reached the end of the house. I frowned wondering what wild goose chase Ellie sent me on. Xander wasn't here. Why would she send me here for no reason had she completely lost it? angry I turned to leave when I spotted Trent standing there with a wicked smile on his face, holding a sword. My stomach dropped knowing there was no way this was going to end well. “Trent! What are you doing here?” He smirked, the glint of the sword reflecting in the fading light. “Hello, Ember. Fancy meeting you here.” I took a step back, feeling panic rising. “Where’s Xander? He’s supposed to be here, did you do something to him?” Trent chuckled, his voice dripping with malice. “Oh, Xander isn’t coming. Ellie sent you her for me. I’m the one you’re dealing with.” Realization hit me like a punch to the gut. Ellie must have played me, setting me up for Trent. My instinc