All Chapters of The chosen luna: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

CHAPTER 101Selene’s POVDirector Caius was beginning to look fishy with his actions. Suddenly taking me out to buy clothes and now drawing unnecessary attention to me.I only asked him to pretend to be my boyfriend. Besides, it wasn’t going to last for long. Let’s say… in weeks or maybe a month, Chris will definitely realize it… right?I still wanted to believe that.He called earlier while I was in the car with Director Caius. I could even hear Aria’s voice in the background.She really doesn’t deserve him. I just don’t know why he doesn’t see that.“Little wolf,” Director Caius called, jolting me out of my thoughts.“Who said you could call me that?” I snorted.He smiled, dipping a spoon of food into my mouth. Sometimes, I forget he’s a werewolf.How can one be this handsome?We had stopped by at a restaurant. Director Caius was still being secretive about where we were going.“Do you have a pack?” The question came out suddenly.He nodded. “You’ll meet them someday.”I frowned. “I

Chapter 103 Selene’s POVI had little interest in whatever was happening downstairs. The noise, attention, Director Caius's annoying ass, it all grated on me. I slipped into the elevator and pressed the button for a higher floor, craving a breath of air that didn’t reek of unnecessary attention.The elevator stopped, and when the doors slid open, I stepped out onto a quiet balcony. The air was cool, against my skin, carrying only the faint hum of the city below. No one else was here. Just silence.It was late. The stalker from before still lingered in my mind, his shadow stitched into the back of my thoughts. If Director Caius hadn’t shown up… I shut that thought down fast.I had my suspicions, someone who might have been behind it. I’d made enemies. People who had tried to bribe me, then ended up humiliated when I turned them down and published their filth instead.I swirled the wine in my glass, the dark liquid catching glints of light. Leaning against the railing, I stared down at

Chapter 105Selene’s POVThe glass cup clinked softly against the table as I set it down, my fingers trembling just enough to betray my nerves. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, the faint taste of wine lingering on my lips.“Are you alright?” Caius’s voice was low, cutting through the quiet hum of the room.I nodded, barely, my eyes fixed on the table’s polished grain. “Are you sure?” he pressed, his tone softer now, almost coaxing.I sighed, my shoulders sagging under the weight of thoughts I couldn’t shake. Forcing a laugh, I met his gaze, his dark eyes catching the dim light like polished obsidian. “Do you think I’m… unfortunate?” My voice wavered, the word tasting bitter. “I mean, have you ever felt like you don’t belong anywhere? Like no matter where you go, you’re just… out of place?”It sounded foolish even as I said it, a human asking a werewolf about belonging. But the ache in my chest didn’t care how ridiculous it was.Caius crossed the room in three measured str

Chapter 107Selene's POVThe ray of sunlight blinded me as I opened my eyes.I groaned, but then the light was gone, replaced by a gentle warmth. When my vision adjusted, I saw Director Caius standing over me, one hand raised to block the sun.“Director Caius,” I muttered.He turned away to drop the curtains, then returned. I followed his movements as he carried a tray of food from the table toward me.I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain made me wince.He immediately set the tray down and rushed to help me.“Be careful,” he murmured, sliding a pillow behind my back.My leg felt heavy. When I looked down, I saw it wrapped in bandages. My eyes scanned the room, there was no antiseptic smell, no sign of blood.“Where am I?” I asked.“In my house,” he replied. “I couldn’t take you to the hospital. It would attract unwanted attention, cops, and possibly Darius. If he comes back, it could be dangerous.”Caius lifted the tray again and set it beside the bed. Pulling a stool forward, he sat d

Chapter 109Selene’s POVI let out a long breath, my chest finally loosening.“You should have called out to me,” I murmured, stepping closer to the bed and crouching to pick up the shards scattered across the floor.Grandma must have reached for the cup from her bed, and it slipped right out of her hand.After dropping the pieces into the bin, I came back and sat beside her, the mattress dipping slightly under my weight.“How are you feeling, Grandma?”“The hand still hurts a bit,” she admitted, lifting it gingerly. “But the doctor says I’ll be fine once I finish my medication.” Her smile was soft, reassuring.I returned it, taking her hand into mine and rubbing it gently, my thumb tracing soothing circles over her skin.Her gaze flicked to the bag I was holding. “Are you going somewhere?”I froze, then bit my lip, setting the bag aside by the wardrobe. “I’m not going anywhere, Grandma. We’ll be staying here.”Her eyes lit up instantly. “He gave you a place to stay?”I nodded.Her sm