All Chapters of Luna's Revenge : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

SELENE I sat cross legged on the bed, surrounded by a sea of clothes all around me. I blinked at the mess and then slowly let out a breath. “I had no idea I had this much stuff…” A sarcastic huff escaped me as I tugged at a hoodie that was tangled in a very expensive looking dress. “When did Tristan get all this?” The question was rhetorical, but I grumbled it anyway, letting the sleeves of the hoodie flap as I tossed it onto the ‘maybe’ pile. Not that the pile mattered anyway, the only important things were the clothes I would take with me while I was leaving…that was the point of all this. It was the day after I had talked to Tibet and despite the fact that he said he would talk to Tristan and try to convince him to let me stay, I was not exactly holding my breath. While I really appreciated the effort, I did not really think the plan was going to work out, go be honest. Tibet was sharp and a smooth talker, but he was still dealing with Tristan, and when Tristan made up his mi

TRISTAN I smoothed the front of my shirt, catching my reflection in the glass window of my office and nodded in satisfaction. The shirt sat well on my shoulders, my collar was straight, there were no signs that the mess going on in my head would suddenly start showing on the outside.Good, I looked put together and not like a man whose love life was in shambles like mine was, a man who had been avoiding sleeping in his own bed for days now because it still smelled like her.A sardonic smirk tugged at the corner of my mouth at the thought…what love life? There was nothing left, the only thing I still had left was my pack, and by the goddess I would do my best with every last piece of me to make sure every single person here is protected and provided die forA knock sounded on the door and pulled me out of my thoughts, and I turned, my jaw already tight, and watched as Tibet let himself in and shut the door behind him.“Can we talk?” Tibet asked as he walked further into my office.J

TRISTAN Pregnant… The world stopped as soon as the words left Selene's lips. It felt like my world just imploded on me in that moment. “What?” I stared at her in shock, my breath catching midair, but Selene didn't answer me, she did not even look at me again, and with the pressure my order put on them lessening, she turned away, yanked Tibet with her, and stormed out. The door slammed shut behind them with a finality that rang in my ears and I was left standing there, staring at the empty space where she had been. My legs gave out and I sank back into my chair like the wind had been knocked out of me, leaving a hollow weight in my chest that would not go away. My thoughts filled with the words Selene had just uttered. Pregnant? She's pregnant? My mate… is pregnant. Was it mine? No. That was a stupid question. Of course it was. Unless…. A twisted thought snuck in…unless Tibet…. No. No, no, no. My hands curled into fists and I slammed one of them down on the table, rattling

SELENE“It seems like Tristan doesn’t want you gone anymore.” He smiled and waggled his eyebrows at me. “I guess him finding out you were pregnant isn’t the worst thing that can happen, right? Who knew this was all it would take to solve this problem?” he teased with a chuckle.I didn’t laugh…in fact, something cold and heavy sank in my stomach at his words like a reminder.You’re right, that’s not the worst thing that can happen…not even close.My smile slipped, and I felt my expression darken. My hand subconsciously drifted to my stomach again, fingers brushing across the fabric of my nightshirt as if I could feel the life forming there. So small and fragile. And so, so vulnerable.Tibet noticed the change in my mood immediately. His smile faltered, and concern crept into his features. He leaned closer to me a bit, brows drawing together.“Selene… What's wrong? This is good news. Now we can concentrate our efforts on getting rid of…”I shot forward and slapped my hand over his mouth

SELENE I walked into the hallway of the pack house on my way to meet Tibet, expecting nothing more than the same quiet but frustratingly futile research session that we had been having the past few days, but of course, the goddess had other plans.Just my luck, because right there at the end of the hallway, standing far too close for my liking, were Tristan and Nancy.She was brushing something, imaginary, I was sure, off his shirt and laughing like he had just told the funniest joke in the world. Her long fingers lingered on his chest, her glossy red hair falling to one side as she tilted her head and smiled up at him like she belonged there.They looked like they belonged together. Like the perfect power couple.The sight of them sent a sharp, bitter ache through my chest, but I brushed it off, pretending not to care.I kept walking, my chin high, my expression blank, and all I wanted was to pass them in peace.Please…I begged the goddess silently. Just let me walk past in peace.B