All Chapters of Luna's Revenge : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

SELENE“What’s wrong? You have been a bit distant lately, and don’t say it’s pack stuff, because I know that is a lie.” I nudged Tristan lightly, trying to keep my voice teasing as we lounged in bed, still wrapped around each other and tangled up in the sheets.The room was dim with the golden wash of the late afternoon light filtering through the curtains, the scent of him lingered on my skin, and my body still hummed from the things he had just done to me.My thighs were still trembling slightly with aftershocks, and my lips felt swollen from his kisses. A flush rose to my cheeks as the memory of his fingers teasing my breasts, then slipping lower to coax moans from my throat, flickered across my mind like a match to dry paper.But even as we lay tangled in each other, there was this distance growing between us, and I was tired of acting like I was not dying a little inside with every inch of space that had crept between us. It was like a chasm neither of us could see, but one I cou

SELENEMy chest tightened as anger, sorrow, and a deep sense of humiliation rose like bile in my throat, still I could not lie, the words came out as if pulled from my ribs, tearing open every scar I had tried to bury.“I found him cheating on me in his office,” I said, my voice sharp but shaky. “I was going there to give him the good news that I was pregnant but when I told him I was going to report him to the council, dissolve our mate bond and strip him of his title and authority and he would no longer be the alpha of my pack, he stabbed me.” The words echoed, too loud in the silence that followed and the breath I took next burned all the way down.The images came unbidden–Lucas’s face, twisted in rage, the glint of the blade in his hand, the white hot agony as it pierced through my body, the blood soaking my clothes.I had gone there with love still blooming in my chest…and I had died with it shattered. The hurt and betrayal I had felt that day was stol fresh in my mind even now.

SELENE“You have never trusted me, Selene.” Tristan refused to look at me as he talked, and that hurt more than if he had decided to scream at me. “And I can’t trust you. Not after this… not anymore.”The bed felt like it was swallowing me whole as my stomach twisted in anxiety.“It’s not about trust,” I said quickly as I tried to protest, my voice cracking under the weight of the panic overwhelming me. “I’m trying to protect you…”“I have never asked for your protection,” Tristan cut me off sharply. “I only ever wanted the truth, but it's obvious that you are not willing to give me that, so we’re done.”“Done?” I whispered, barely able to breathe again as the word sliced into my chest like sharp claws.“I guess now that I think about it, it’s a good thing that we never had the mating ceremony,” Tristan continued like I had not said anything. “It would be a lot easier to dissolve the mate bond.”The air left my lungs and I stared at Tristan, my mouth opening and closing in shock.What

TRISTANThat stray dog was never good enough for you…. Nancy's words kept ringing in my head even after she had left me alone out of frustration.I looked up at her, my eyes narrowing. “I said,” I growled, “enough.”Does she really believe I would let someone disrespect my mate in my presence- my thoughts cut off as I reminded myself that I had told Selene that I was breaking the mate bond. In less than a few weeks, we would no longer be mates anymore.This process would normally take longer than that, but since we did not perform the mating ceremony and finalise the bond it would be a lot easier to get rid of it…it would be like it never existed.I had waited for a long time to have a mate…only to be cursed with a monster who put my pack in danger. It was time for me to forget about ever having one and focus on my pack members who needed me.Nancy smiled as if she knew where my thoughts were going, brushing a hand over my shoulder as she slid behind me. “I’m not trying to upset you,

SELENE Monster…I can’t trust you…You should be grateful that I’m not kicking you out on your arse right now.Tristan's words carved themselves into the walls of my skull, replaying over and over like some cruel chant. No matter how many times I told myself he was just angry, just wounded, it didn’t take the sting away.I yawned and stretched, trying to get rid of the tiredness weighing me down. Despite the fact that it was morning and I just woke up, I was still extremely tired as I had barely slept last night…just drifted in and out of shallow dreams, haunted by the echo of Tristan’s voice telling me to pack my things and leave.Ugh. I threw a pillow across the room with a frustrated grunt and flopped back down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling like it owed me answers.The silence in the guest room was maddening, there were no sounds of footsteps outside, no whisper of Tristan’s voice, no wolves laughing in the hallways. Just the dull hum of isolation and the rhythmic beat of my