All Chapters of Alpha Damon And Emily, His Contract Luna : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Lucas’ POV “Hello love.” I plastered the widest smile I could. “How are you?” Emily asked, looking past my facade. “What do you think?” I asked. “I don't know. You look great, but that's usually a tactic for when people don't feel great.” She said, His presence almost always suffocated me. I tried putting myself in order. As I watched her, I thought of doing all the bad things in my head, but we've gotta wait, we've gotta wait. “I'll go with Sam now.” Raven interrupted, but was out just as fast as she came. “Poor girl. She's so smitten.” Emily crooned. I chuckled, because it felt like what I was supposed to. “It's a good thing.” She smiled, and locked eyes with me. “I agree.” I said. “We're supposed to be at the hospital by now, Emily.” I heaved. “I promise I'm almost done.” She uncrossed her legs that were still wrapped up in her blanket, sipping coffee like an old lady. “You know, if you had a few gray strands in that sexy messy bun of yours, it'd just

Emily's POV “Madam, good morning. It's good to see you're feeling better.” A familiar voice jutted me out of my blankness. “Oh, hello. Good morning.” I stuttered. “Are you feeling okay?” He asked. It's that doctor who'd been treating me since Zyna assaulted me, Dr Lloyd. “I'm not.” I confessed, but I was not willing to go beyond that. What was I thinking when I sat through all that disrespect and let Lucas and Rayvn treat me that way? I wanted to bite my lips so hard, but I'd done that in the car, and I had to use more tissues to wipe the bloodstain. Somewhere in the midst of all the craziness, I summoned the strength to get up and drive myself, in Lucas' car to the hospital for my appointment. “Let's get you some footwear, shall we?” He smiled, gently offering me his hand. “I'm so sorry, I didn't realise…” I murmured as I looked down at my own feet and saw that I forgot to wear anything at all on my foot. “That's alright. Let's go up.” He smiled wider as I to

Lucas’ POV “How does a man who just had sex with someone who can pass for his junior sister expect to come against me?” White Wolf, as he was commonly called, yelled, before picking my 97kg self up, and throwing me against some antique clothing store. “Fuck!” I yelled as my hand grazed the brick walls that were used for aesthetics. Who would've thought aesthetics could be so deadly? “Hear me out.” I managed to speak. “I'm done doing that.” He smiled maniacally, the same smile I'd seen in numerous leaked clips, that he had one before digging his overgrown nails into men's necks. “No! Listen!” I yelled, buying myself time to regain feeling in my left leg. “What else is there to listen to?” He growled, coming closer. “You and those other losers must've thought yourselves really smart.” “It's not what you're thinking. Preparations were in order.” I said, finally getting up to my feet. “What preparations exactly?” He asked, standing face to face with me, well, he's a h

Damon's POV “This is not a good thing.” spoke to myself. I had to figure out what to do, especially with Emily being helpless for the next few weeks. “Frank?” I spoke into the hospital phone. I dialled the gate house. “Good day, Sir.” He greeted me enthusiastically. “We thought we lost you.” “No you didn't.” I answered speedily, ready to be done with pleasantries. “Goodness gracious.” His husky voice, which was almost always devoid of emotions, rang with so much delight. “How are things back there?” I asked him, half prepared for whatever he was going to say. I bunched my fist half consciously, so tight that my overgrown nails dug into the sore flesh. “Not so good. Not so good.” He said hushedly. Frank wasn't a man of many words, but I understood what he meant. “How bad?” I asked him. “I'm planning to resign tomorrow, Sir. Things have become a lot more strange.” He replied. “Can't take it anymore.” He said as an afterthought. “I need you to be specifi

Damon's POV “Will you be by yourself sir?” Frank asked, crooning his neck to see inside of the car. “Yes.” I replied to him. It was quite uncharacteristic of him to lean on the door, but he was. “Are you drunk?” I asked him. “I only had a glass, Sir.” He smiled widely. “Get off. I need to be somewhere.” I said impatiently. “Miss Emily…” He slurred. “She's in good hands.” I cut him off. “No. I mean, it's good to have her back.” He winked at me. I was feeling a hundred emotions, but it didn't stop what he did from being funny. “Alright. Get off.” I honked. The blare was harsh enough to do the job, and so he dragged himself away. I would've taken up a case against him, but I know he deserved a break, even if it's just one day. “Don't let anyone in when I'm gone. That's an order.” I said before zooming off. “Yes sir.” He saluted. I sped off fast, fast enough to have gone too far before changing my mind on what I was set to do. “Never mess with me ag