บททั้งหมดของ Reclaiming The Rejected Luna’s Heart: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

Brittany POVI sat on my hotel room balcony, overlooking the skyline lost in thought.I knew I should have had him killed after carrying out the mission. A mission that he still failed to carry out properly. He tried to kill George, not Wendy. Now, Wendy is still alive and well, and George was injured.If George had died instead of Wendy, I would have put that man six feet under. I traced the rim of my glass of whiskey with my fingers. I gave the glass a light shake before bringing it to my lips. I swallowed the whiskey in one gulp, the liquid seeping down my throat smoothly, leaving a burning sensation in it's wake.Loose ends, there were a lot of them. They had somehow managed to tie Rosina's escape back to me, and even the accident. Luckily, I left before they could apprehend me.Nevertheless, Wendy was still alive, that was something that needed to change. I needed to construct another plan before it was too late, and this time I had to carry it out myself. After all, there was a

Wendy's POVI pulled into the driveway. Parking my car, I went out and took out my luggage from the boot of my car.I stared at the penthouse. It was huge, as expected from George. I clutched the luggage in my hand tightly. I hadn't even moved two steps when George suddenly rushed out the door to take my luggage into the penthouse.“What a gentleman.” Whitney remarked sarcastically.“Give him a break.” I replied, walking into the house.I stared at the interior, it was nicely done, and so minimalist. Why did I care? I'd only be here for three days, not forever.I took a deep breath. “Day 1 of staying with my ex-husband, 2 more days to go.” I muttered under my breath.“Are you hungry?” George asked, from the dining area.“Not really.” I replied.“Oh, I've already made breakfast for you.” he said, the hurt displaying vividly over his face.“I'm sorry.” I replied, feeling bad.“It's not your fault, I should have waited for you to come and asked first.” He said softly. “I'll show you to y

Chapter 136Wendy's POVI navigated the city streets in a daze, the soft whine of the engine the only break in the silence. My heart still stunned by shock at what George told me. "Because I still love you".I held the steering wheel in white-knuckled fists. He had no business saying that. Not after all this.My wolf, Whitney, growled uncomfortably under my skin. "He's not lying," she reminded me.I laughed. "Don't mean he needs a second chance."Maybe. You could see, though.I drove into an empty park just outside of town and took deep breaths. There was nothing there anymore but some rotten benches and the occasional jogger who jogged straight-out. A cold wind buffeted my body as I leaned on one of the benches, eyes closed.I was exhausted. Emotionally, physically—I ached from head to toe.I had no idea which one scared me more. That George had this kind of power over me, or that I still desired him in spite of it.My phone vibrated against my thigh. I extracted it and scowled at th

Chapter 138Wendy's POV.“Wendy you know you can't,” my inner wolf said. “Why? I avoided him perfectly well just now, so why can't I?.”It's true I almost fell, but I held it together just as it was about to escalate and I can do that for the rest of the day. It's not as hard as I think it is, but I want to eat right now. I've been suddenly feeling hungry.I should have ordered something, if I'm that determined to not go back on my words but today of all days , I am feeling creative. Like I'm about to cook a meal that will make history.I adjusted my hair in the mirror, slipped in a fluffy slide and went back to moisturize my lips, because they felt too dry before I finally went for the door.I practically tiptoed to the kitchen, because I had to make sure George wasn't anywhere around. I sighed in content when I didn't find him anywhere before I finally went inside the kitchen.“What to cook?,” I said, staring at the full fridge. The fridge was full, but I don't like the majority of

George's POV.I read the letter again and it dawned on me that she had gotten herself into trouble. But how?.The letter stated that she had requested their funds receipt which is very rude to ask clients and they had to ask me directly before they would know the decision to make.Wendy would not do something like this but how come her name is written on the papers.Someone knocked again and before I could say anything,my secretary rushed in , terror lined in her face.“I made a huge mistake, Alpha George,” she trembled.I knew immediately what she was talking about.“Is it this?,”. I said, raising the letter and she nodded politely.“I'm really sorry,” she said again.I wasn't angry at her because that was not what mattered, all that mattered was….“Have you sent a copy of this to the clients?” I asked hoping she'd say no, but instead she nodded in the positive.I frustratingly wrapped my head in my palms, thinking of what I can do next to make sure Wendy isn't caught up in all the m