Todos os capítulos de The Chosen Luna's True Mate: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

“Has she been fading in and out of this all night? “Yeah, since she was dragged down here by you fuckers.”My eyes finally peel themselves open after refusing to budge for what felt like an eternity, but was apparently only a night. My body hurt, my head was pounding, and I think I had a broken rib. Someone was touching me, squishing me and poking at me. “She was too injured to maintain her wolf form, so she definitley has a concussion bare minimum.” “Makes sense since it looks like someone knocked her over the damn head.” “I’m just trying to help.” I look up to a slightly familiar face peering down at me. “Who…” I try to sit up, but fail and let out a strangled moan of pain. “Killian?” My eyes search desperately for him, because right now I don’t trust anyone else. I groan a little when I can't find him. “Do you remember me?” I focus back on the man in front of me, and I try to think. “You were the doctor who warned me about the food, right?” I finally say groggily, trying

“Thank you.” I smile weakly at the nurse who brings me my tray of food around dinner time. Today is my last day here. I’ve been cleared for discharge, and am leaving tomorrow morning, bright and early. Which means I either have to come up with a miracle way to escape with both my kids and Killian intact, or I have to stay here with Sebastain. Because let’s be real, leaving one of my children behind was never an option. I haven’t seen Killian the entire six days I’d been here, but I was told he was alive and functioning, just under lock and key. Sebastian had been hovering around me a lot. Constantly asking how I was feeling, if I was still in pain, if I needed anything. If he wasn’t the entire reason I was laying in this hospital bed in the first place, it might be kind of sweet. But he was, so it was just unsettling. It was hard to tell how he really felt, especially now that I knew he’d been playing me the entire time I thought I was playing him. It was hard for me to accept

“I don’t know why I have to come along for this…” I grumble as I teeter down the hallway to the committee meeting room. “I never had to dress up and go talk to a bunch of “important” people last time.” “I told you things would be different this time around. I’m making it public that I’ve found my mate, and that she's agreed to run my pack with me. Last time you were more of a… fill in.” He shrugs a little and glances down at the really not very high heels I was struggling to walk in. I was envious of the very even dress shoes he had paired with his ass hugging slacks he liked to wear. “Whatever…” I sigh in frustration as my ankle rolls to the side. “God damn it.” I huff, stopping and leaning against a wall in frustration. “You know I don’t think I’ve worn anything but tennis shoes since I had the twins.” I glance up and narrow my eyes in on Sebastian, who has his head tucked to the side to hide his face in his shoulder. “I’m glad my pain could amuse you.” I say, but there’s a small

“Does anyone have anything else they’d like to add?” Adam stands and folds his hands in front of him, looking at the other committee members expectantly.I looked at each person for a moment, trying to gauge if any of them still had a problem with me. When I had first walked in, their gazes had all been judgy and cautious. Now most of them are shrugging or nodding, seeming to be satisfied with my answers. They lo0ked at me with more understanding, and I was cocky enough to think maybe I had actually convinced them. But of course, when I finally land back on Sebastain’s mother, Serena, she has some evil grin on her face like she was waiting for this exact moment to pull some nasty trick out of her sleeve. Sure enough. “I just had… one more tiny thing to add.” She says, her thick, glossed lips curling into a smile as she stares me down. I glare a little, taking a deep breath to try and prepare myself for whatever she was about to do. There was no way whatever she was about to say wou

I step outside my bedroom the next day, anticipation heavy in my heart and a permanent smile on my face. I was going to get to see my kids today. I looked up and down the hallway for signs of life, my eyes lingering on the door I knew belonged to Sebastain. Last night we had dinner together, and I can’t lie, I kind of enjoyed myself. We just talked. He told me a little bit about his mom, and what it was like being raised by a woman like that. He told me she has always had incredibly high expectations for him, her only son, to be the absolute greatest. I guess it kind of did him good though, because now he was the Alpha of literally the strongest pack in the nation. Knowing that, I could see how much she bothered him when he spoke of her. His shoulders tensed up and his fists clenched, and his face morphed into one of an immature child with no emotional outlet. It was definitely a more vulnerable side of Sebastain that I hadn’t yet encountered. I bite my lip a little and slowly