Semua Bab Blind Alpha And His Unwanted Mate: Bab 311 - Bab 313

AnastasiaI sit inside the tent, the fabric flapping a little every time the wind picks up.Pete sits across from me, arms folded, his brow pulled tight like he’s been chewing on a question for a while.He finally says, “So… when exactly are you bringing the Luna to me?”I glance up at him, one brow lifting. “Straight to the point, huh?”He shrugs, trying to play it cool, but there’s that twitch in his jaw that gives away how badly he wants answers.I let a smirk tug at my lips, slow and amused. “Well, don’t worry, Chief. I have promised you that I will make you meet the Luna and I don't go back on my words.” Arching an eyebrow, I lean back a little in the chair. “So, consider you’ve already met the Luna.”But before he can say anything else, I tilt my head slightly and ask, “But before we get back to the business, mind telling me something?”His mouth opens, but I keep going.“Why did Ethan say you asked him to spy on me?”The smirk fades from my lips, not all the way, but enough tha

AnastasiaThe smell of roasted meat and firewood hangs thick in the air as dinner gets served. I watch the others shuffle toward the long tables inside the main tent, the usual setup for high-ranking hunters. Pete’s already there, flanked by his favorites, the polished silverware clinking like some kind of performance.Pete's laughing at something one of the hunters says, like always, like nothing’s changed. His hands move easily, slicing meat, passing bread, playing the part. But his eyes, his eyes are doing something else entirely. He watches who talks to who, who looks away too quick, who hesitates before answering. Like the cracks he’s pretending don’t exist are starting to show, and he’s keeping track of every single one.Then his gaze finds me.It lingers. Just a beat longer than it should.Then comes the nod. Small. Barely there. But I see it.And so does Isaac.His jaw tightens. His hand curls around his fork. He’s doing a poor job of hiding the way it bothers him. A nod shou