The Alpha's Unloved Luna のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

JESSICA'S POV ~ An hour and two minutes passed by when I heard footsteps and excited voices coming from the kids. I stood by the window where I had been staring at the starless sky, and made my way to the banister where I peeked down to see Keagan carrying the kids in both arms while Emma trailed behind them as they headed toward the large front door. “Daddy, is Aunt Sylvia coming along? She’s popular and lots of people would like to take pictures with her." I heard Mina squeal, wiggling in Keagan's arms as though to make him set her down on her feet. "It would make us a celebrity too!” My eyes twinkled and just then Emma stopped dead in her tracks. A cold smile twisted my lips and I wished I could fully see her expression, but her back was turned to me. Meanwhile Keagan smiled thinly as if he was displeased by the request. Then, he shook his head at his daughter, which made me fold my arms in piqued interest, leaning against the banister to take in very scene unfolding before m

Hi, this is a little note I hope you all read. Thank you sooo much for reading so far and for your unending support. Reading the comments is my newest hobby and God you don't know how much it keeps the BPD voices away. Knowing someone out there is loving Jessica and Keagan's drama the same way I am. I got inspired to write this book from my mom's divorce and how pretty dumb my birth father was and the things that ensued. that said, some of the things in this book really happened and so yeah, knowing my voice is heard brings me the biggest joy. (Many events are clearly escalated for drama purposes haha) This note is just to tell you guys I won't be updating very frequently up until 3rd of July BECAUSE I've got to prepare for chemistry tests and I'm terrified ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ... Don't stop supporting Keagan and Jessica ^^ I love you all so much and Emma seems to like you guys too. She says any publicity is publicity. She doesn't g.a.f if y'all hate her. (⁠◠⁠‿⁠◕⁠)

Jessica’s P.O.VI woke up with a jolt, the hairs on the back of my neck standing on end. It wasn’t a sound that woke me, not exactly. More like a prickling sensation that screamed I wasn’t alone. Without opening my eyes, I lay there, listening. Silence. Tentatively, I peeked one eye open, scanning the room. Everything was just as I’d left it the night before and yeah, no one was in the room with me.So what was that odd feeling, I thought, sitting up and throwing my arms high above my head in a tired stretch, jaws parted in a yawn. Must have been a dream.Seeing as it was still pretty dark through the opening in my curtains, I leaned to the side, trying to reach for my phone on the nightstand to check the ungodly hour.Just as my fingers brushed the cold wood of the nightstand, fucking ice-cold water splashed down on my head, drenching me from head to toe.The shock jolted me awake faster than a triple espresso and I bolted upright, the sheets slipping down my shoulders.“What the fu

Jessica’s P.O.VHe wordlessly moved across the room and handed the peas to me. “For your nose.”Surprised, I took it from him and pressed it on the inflamed area, almost moaning at the cool sensation.His arms crossed over his chest and he continued to stare at me until I reared my head up and snapped. “What do you want?”A nerve ticked in Keagan’s jaw and he let out a string of curses before gritting his teeth. “Even when you look like this, it stil…” He caught himself before he could complete his statement and instead said. “I’ll make sure the kids apologize to you.”He was gone before I could respond, leaving me staring at the space he was occupying seconds ago. A sigh rose to my lips and I turned my eyes to my phone that just vibrated in my grasp. There was a message notification. Clicking on the chat app, I groaned when I saw it was a text from my agent. Of course I had to have an injured nose during the fashion week where I had to walk for the Dubois Line.Quickly, I returned t

Keagan’s P.O.V“Let’s go home,” I moved my hands to Jessica’s arm, slightly steering her towards the exit when she gently shrugged my grip off. Her changed physical strength and alpha qualities still take me by surprise. I’d wanted to ask her how she honed Alpha qualities if it was only plastic surgery she got to change her physical appearance. But I got my answers when I saw the Alpha hormone pills in her bags.“My things are still in the changing room,” she mumbled, waving in a general direction of the curtained section. “Plus I still haven’t changed my clothes.”“Alright then. I’ll wait here until you’re done.” Seemingly in shock, she quietly moved past me and disappeared behind the curtains, leaving my senses swamped with her scent. Shaking my head, I pulled out my phone and dialed a number. A click echoed on the third ring and then, “Alpha Keagan.” Hector said in a way of greeting. “You left the house without a word.”“I need two things to be done,” I responded, ignoring his mi