All Chapters of THE STAINED LUNA: An Affair With My Mate's Father: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

I woke up alone in bed, feeling a bit disoriented. Victor wasn't there, and I couldn't help but wonder where he had gone off to. Curious, I decided to ask Zara, who was probably busy tidying up the living room as the shuffling and brushing sounds didn't seize until I came out of my room.Her back was facing me.She quickly turned when she heard me approach and slightly bowed.“Good morning Luna, I hope you had a good night”“Oh, thank you, I noticed Victor wasn't in when I woke up” I pointed to my door. “Neither is he in his”He slept in my room, so there was no way he woke up and decided to sleep in his.I didn't think so.Zara nodded with a gentle smile. “Both Alpha Victor and Ashley went to the hotel together, he said something about coming back earlier so that you two would go to the meeting on time.” she replied. “Oh, and he made breakfast before they left.”I nodded, taking in the information. It made sense that Victor had somewhere to be. “Okay then”“Is there anything else y

I felt myself being gently placed on the bed, the mattress soft beneath me. Someone draped a warm quilt over my body, cocooning me in its comforting embrace. A soft, short cold sensation brushed against my forehead, making me shiver slightly before I drifted back into sleep. I gathered a few things for the short journey ahead the next day. Winter boots, thick clothing, my trusty winter coats, my medicine bag and some other essentials. I made sure to pack lotions, the new tampons I had bought earlier, a heat pad, and a few nightwear sets. I knew I might need to stay a couple of days, so I packed enough essentials to last me three or four days.I was heading to visit my mother and planned to stay at my Grandma's half-abandoned house. I stuffed some toiletries, makeup, and extra lotions into another bag, along with a few more changes of clothes. It took some effort to double press the bag closed. I glanced around the room, trying to make sure I hadn't forgotten anything, when the

The walk back to my grandma's house felt longer than I expected, especially with the scorching sun beating down on me. It was odd to have such hot weather in the middle of winter, but I guess that's just how had came to be around here. The sun blazed overhead, casting harsh shadows on the dusty road as I trudged along, each step feeling heavier than the other.Halfway there, I decided to stop at a quaint little tea shop to take a break and quench my thirst. The weather wasn't doing me any favors, and I regretted not bringing an umbrella. It felt like my mother's way of punishing me for all the bad decisions I've made. The heat seemed to seep into my bones, making me feel more exhausted than I had ever felt before.As I stepped inside, the cool air hit me like a wave, offering a momentary relief from how hot and tired I felt. I found a table near the window and settled in.This part of the pack is pretty nameless, we just call it the outskirt. The wolves and pups here hardly ever see t

VictorThey walked back out of the kitchen, Avery with a cup of water, not any drink not even sparkling water, just plain water and handed it to me like I came crying that I was on the verge of collapsing from the thirst. The pumpkins on the dining table had been cleared and Kane and Avery directed me to it. “So Ana, what brought you by. I thought you said you'd never come back here”See, she's a total bitch.I dropped the water on the table. “Oh I only came to see my mother, dropped a couple of roses and bumped into Elise on my way back. She literally forced me to come here” I saidLouisa was still staring at me, still wondering who I was. So she asked, her hands folded under her breast.“Daddy, who's she?” Her tone was hostile.Kane looked at her and drew a chair out to sit. “Um...” He rubbed his beard. “She is you sister, Anastasia and also the Luna”Her eyes went wide at the last part but the moment her eyes met mine she scoffed and faced Kane. “If she's the Luna then why didn't

So you'd think that something that smelled so delicious would be a colorful and an amazing kind of food to eat.Yeah, I thought so too. Until I was served a colorful soup for cold and rice, plain white rice.“It's something my mother used to make for us when we were little,” he explained as he dropped another bowl of our late-night soup slash dinner on the table.“Us?” I wondered aloud.“My brothers and I,” he replied and sat.I've never heard of his brothers, but I didn't push it, same as the reason he was here and why he has been ignoring me. I didn't want to ruin the lovely mood in the air by asking questions that could backfire if I or he said the wrong sentence or word.After we finished eating, Victor cleared the table and washed the dishes, humming softly to himself as he worked. I watched him from the kitchen doorway, feeling a blanket of peace wash over me.As he dried his hands on a towel, he turned to me with a smile. “Do you want to watch a movie or something?” He asked.I