All Chapters of Moonlight Whispers: The Luna's Love : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

SERENA'S POV I looked at Derrick, my body shaking with incredulity, rage and something else I couldn't quite put my finger on. betrayal. And that was it. betrayal. I wanted to slap him. Yes, that was how I felt. How dare he? All these lies were making me go mad. I didn't know if I was to cry, to laugh, to yell at him. First I had a mate who left me for another and now I had another mate who keeps things from me. Wow. I first learned—not from him but from another woman—that he was the Alpha of a strong pack. Then I learned that ever since he saved me from those rogue wolves in the forest he had known I was his mate. And now here we were looking at each other and his deceit was like a boulder pressing down on my chest. I trembled as I whispered . “Say that again.” Derricks jaw tightened as he let out a sharp exhale. “Serena as soon as I saw you I knew you were my mate. The night I rescued you. I was following the scent and I saw you.” A scathing, dry laugh came out

SERENA'S POV I swallowed hard, my hands balled into fists at my sides and I turned away. I had the feeling that I was wading through an impossible phase of my life with each step I took toward the door. I had to get out of my heart before it engulfed me in its battleground of opposing emotions.I quickly wiped my face, took a sniff and lifted my head and told myself that crying won't solve this, that crying won't stop him from rejecting me if he wanted to.He grabbed my hand as my fingers touched the doorknob. “Serena. “ He called,his voice was rough, low and laced with rawness, a desperate sound which I didn't want to hear at all. My breathing was too shallow and too rapid and I froze, not out of fear but because I didn't know what to do, to go out or to stand here and listen to what he had to say.But I didn't want to. Even though I wanted to run out of that door, something was stopping me, holding me from doing so. Because I knew that I would fall if I did. “Derrick let me go

Serena's pov Derrick stared at me for a while., my chest hammered and I wondered what had happened.“I'll get the door.” Derrick said and with a tight jaw and precise movements, he pulled a shirt over his head and put on his jeans. Since the first knock, my heart has continued to race. Something was strange and quite urgent. I cast a quick glance over his shoulder as he opened the door. One of his warriors, I believe his name was Jonas, was standing there. I sighed in relief and tried to make out what he was about to say.He was usually serious and calm but now his breathing was rapid and his eyes were wide. With one respectful nod he said “Greetings, Alpha, we have spotted rogues.”“What are you saying?” Derrick said, his face quite unreadable.“Close to the eastern boundary and surprisingly, they are more powerful this time. Better-organized.” Derrick's face instantly changed. “What is the number?”“We’re not sure yet.” he said in a very small voice which was barely above a whis

Serena’s POVMason’s capture had torn through the pack, leaving everyone on edge. I stood outside Derrick’s office in the hallway just outside the door, my fists clenched, nails digging into my palms. The scout words repeated in my head “They took Mason. They left a message.” I was seizing up with pain at the thought of Mason — good, kindhearted Mason, who’d always shot me a smile when no one else would even spare me a glance. He didn’t deserve this. None of us did.But Derrick’s face that was what haunted me the most. The look in his eyes when that scout said Rhys’s name, the way he’d squeezed his fists as though he was holding something inside. He was terrified, not only for Mason, but for me. For us. And that terrified me the most—because it meant Rhys wasn’t some reckless rogue with a vendetta. I couldn’t remain here, all of the while, waiting for Derrick to make a decision about my future. I wasn’t the broken Omega that ran from the Moonrise pack nor was I the shattered girl who

Serena’s POVToday was as though the whole pack was holding its breath for whatever was coming next. I placed my hand on my belly without thinking, where the little flutter of life served as a potent reminder of the stakes I bore. The pregnancy was beginning to exact its toll — nausea hanging on me like a shadow, dizziness that came in waves and tilted the world’s axis at inopportune times. I had been on the run, and now was entangled by seeds of doubt that threatened to consume me.I leant against the cool stone wall of the corridor, struggling to compose myself. I had heard her—Elise—sounding sweetly but dripping with venom, speaking to someone in the courtyard below. I had not intended to eavesdrop, but her voice had come through the window.“He’s got something on his mind,” she’d whispered, her voice low and conspiratorial. “With that omega girl in the picture, Derrick is not thinking clearly. This is the time we need to move.”I was unable to get a glimpse at who she was talking