Alle Kapitel von HIS EX-LUNA HAS A SON: Kapitel 91 – Kapitel 100

╭──────༺♡༻──────╮ Alpha Jeremiah's POV ╰──────༺♡༻──────╯ ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ I stood there holding the fire extinguisher like a damn idiot, white foam still dripping from the nozzle, staring at the empty doorway Selena had just bolted through. She ran. Again. My jaw clenched, teeth grinding like stones. The kitchen reeked of burnt oil and her arousal, that sweet honey scent clinging stubbornly to the air, a fucking taunt. My cock was still half-hard and aching. My wolf was snarling and howling inside my chest like a beast denied his kill. Why the fuck does she keep fighting this? I slammed the extinguisher back onto its mount, too hard, but I didn’t give a shit. And I wasn’t sorry for clearing the kitchen. Not one bit. For the first time in forever, I didn't give a damn about duty, about appearances, about feeding three hundred refugees on time. All I wanted was her. Spread out on that counter, legs wrapped around my waist, moaning my name like she had last night. Up until she hug

╭──────────.★..─╮ Selena's POV ╰─..★.──────────╯ ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ I. Looked Up. She stood by the window, arms folded across her chest, the sunlight haloing her like some vengeful fucking angel. Her makeup was flawless, her hair perfect. Rage perfect. She looked terrifying, her eyes narrowed to slits and her lips curled back in disgust. Forcing myself up to my knees, I put my weight on my good leg, teeth gritted so hard my jaw ached. I refused to be intimidated. "Why did you bring me here? What do you want from me?" I demanded. Olivia scoffed, walking closer. "I should be asking you that. You think you can fuck my husband in the kitchen and just walk away?" I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes at how vulgar Olivia was. "You think you can spread your legs for him and no one will know? I know what you did, you homewrecking bitch." My stomach plummeted. I felt like shit. I felt like Madison. But I wasn't a homewrecker to a home that was already wrecked. "I didn't—" I started, but

╭──────────.★..─╮ Selena's POV ╰─..★.──────────╯ ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ Jeremiah slid one hand higher, resting it just above my knee, his touch sending a jolt of awareness through me. "You are not a stranger to me," he declared, his voice a low rumble that resonated deep in my chest. "I know you… I have known you long before you came to this packhouse, Scarlett. I have admired you from afar. I have loved your works for years. I know you have already seen some of them in my packhouse."He paused, his gaze intense. "I know your favorite food, your favorite color, your hobbies, and your favorite place to hang out after you have just finished a project. How do you think I knew about the limited edition brush you wanted? And I have learned a lot about you from my best friend too. Flynn can't stop talking about you. It just took me a second to realize that you were the same woman. The one he can't shut up about. And the one I have loved

╭──────༺♡༻──────╮ Alpha Flynn's POV╰──────༺♡༻──────╯⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧I didn’t answer him right away. My mind raced for a believable lie, something to keep that damn letter hidden.Dominic crouched, picking up a jagged piece of glass from the floor and turning it to the moonlight filtering through the broken window. "Looks like someone tried to break in," he murmured, more to himself than me.I forced a casual shrug, leaning against the sink like the room wasn't spinning. "Relax, brother. It wasn't the rogues." I let a smirk slide onto my face. "Just a monkey."His brow shot up. "A monkey?""What else could it be?" I replied, adding fuel to the bullshit. "They have been hanging around the fence line for days, stealing whatever they can reach. Guess the flood must have driven them out of the trees."Dominic opened his mouth, probably to pick apart my paper-thin story, but before he could press any further, Peter appeared in the doorway. Arms folded across his chest

╭──────────.★..─╮ Selena's POV ╰─..★.──────────╯ ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ Footsteps echoed behind me, filling my ears as Jeremiah shouted after me. "Scarlett, stop!" But I didn’t. I kept running until I burst out of the shelter and into the cool night air, with the moonlight washing everything silver. I rushed to the parking lot, which was mostly empty except for a couple of dark jeeps. I yanked open the door of the nearest jeep. The moment I settled into the driver’s seat, my eyes landed on the keys in the ignition. Like the Goddess had left them there herself. It was a jackpot. Fucking jackpot. "Thank you, moon goddess." I took a deep breath as I turned the key. The engine roared as the headlights cut through the dark. I wasn’t sure I had driven something like this before, but there was a first time for everything. "Scarlett, baby, what the fuck are you doing? Get out of the fucking car!" Jeremiah’s voice boomed, laced with fury and worry. I didn’t answer him. I slammed my foot down