Todos os capítulos de A SECOND CHANCE FOR BULLIED LUNA: Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

ROWAN “Do you miss me that much?” I ask with a smile as I collapse into my bed, my phone in my hands. “We talked a few hours ago and here you are calling me again.” “I missed you the moment you stepped out of my embrace and into the car. When are you coming back?” “Viktor, seriously?” “Fine. I have hot news for you. A lot of news.” “Oh?” “I just got off the phone with Kaylee,” he says, jumping straight to the point. “She told me about your request to find out things from the obsidian pack.” “I only mentioned it in passing, I didn't think she would take it to heart. What did she say?” I ask “She’s been keeping tabs on them,” he explains.“Says there’s a lot going on.” “How would she know that?” “ She’s got a spy in their pack.” I raise an eyebrow, even though he can’t see it. “A spy? In their pack? How did Kaylee manage that?” “She is resourceful. And vengeful, you know that,” he replies. “She is also very observant, especially when we are together. That’s how

DOMINIC.Traitors.Everyone around me are traitors Even the bastard that I am looking at right now.The night is thick, heavy dark clouds thanks to the approaching storm. Angry rolling stormsThe sky is a canvas of charcoal, only occasionally pierced by slivers of moonlight that creep through the clouds and thick canopy of tree branches. Without making a sound, I move after him, like a shadow within shadows with my steps deliberately soft, my breath controlled, blending seamlessly with the rustling of leaves. I stay a few paces behind him, my eyes locked on him, watching how his posture is stiff and his movements are hurried. He thinks he is alone. That he is smart.He thinks the shadows keep him safe, but he does not understand what it means to truly be a part of them. Like me.I am the god in this place.And nothing can evade me.My instincts have been screaming at me for weeks now, warning me that something is off with him. The way he avoids me, the way he keeps challengin

DOMINIC“I know about Louisa! I know about her… and her daughter!”The wolf’s words slam into me, freezing my blood in my veins. “Rowan and her daughter?”Rowan… Louisa?Louisa has a daughter?A child?“VIKTOR!”The growl rips out of my throat like a sudden thunder echoing across the sky.How dare he?!How dare he touch what is mine?!The bastards.They will pay for this!If it is true of course.I look down to see my grip still tightened on Martin's collar, the fabric bunching in my fist. He is trembling, I can feel it, the fear radiating off him like heat. But he is not lying. He is terrified, and that is when I know it is real. It has to be.“Daughter?” My voice is a low growl, barely restrained rage simmering underneath. “What the hell are you talking about?”He flinches but forces the words out, stumbling over them. “Louisa… she has a daughter… five years old. Looks just like her.”Five years old. I do the math in my head, quick and sharp. Viktor had only met her early thi

ROWAN“What do you think he is planning?” Lisa asks, her voice breaking through the silence, her question hanging in the air like thick with tension and worry.I glance over at her, sitting across the desk with her arms crossed, her brows drawn tight together. Rina is perched beside her, a look of equal concern etched across her face. They are both watching me closely, waiting for answers I clearly don’t have. Leaning back in my chair, I heave out sigh, running a hand over my face.“I don’t know,” I admit. “None of this is making sense anymore.”Rina shifts in her seat, leaning forward. “But you talked to Kaylee, didn't you? Are you sure she is giving you the right information? You know how she can be biased. She sees everything Dominic does though dark tinted lenses. Maybe-”“She wouldn’t lie,” I cut her off, shaking my head. “Or make mistakes about this. Kaylee is not the type to mess around with something like this. And she has been good with her information so far.”Lisa purs

DOMINICI arrive at the meeting spot under the cover of night, the air thick with tension. The shadows of the forest stretch long and thin across the ground, as if the darkness itself is waiting for something to happen and as I approach the clearing I had told him about… I see him, Martin, the cowardly werewolf waiting as he looks around in fear.He is standing near a tree, his eyes darting around nervously with his shoulders hunched while he wrings his hands like a child afraid of being caught doing something wrong. It takes all of me to resist the urge to sneer at him.Of all the wolves I could have manipulated, I am stuck with him. But then again, at least his fear of me ensures that he will do as he is told.I guess it is a good thing that he is out of my pack.He is her problem now.“Alpha,” he says, his voice shaking slightly as I come closer. He nods his head in a half-bow. “You… you told me to come at this time.”“Yes,” I say coldly, stopping just short of him. I let the s