All Chapters of HIS EX-LUNA HAS A SON: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Selena’s POV "Hello?" I managed to say, my voice tight as I pressed the phone to my ear. A volcanic eruption of fury blasted through the speaker. "What kind of mother are you?!" I flinched, pulling the phone away for a moment, and I could still hear the angry voice of the person before putting the phone back to my ear. "You have to calm down. I can barely hear a word you are saying. Whoever you are, tell me what’s wrong. Is J okay?” My heart took off like a kite in a windstorm. The voice, gruff and impatient, barked back, "This is the doctor in charge of his treatment speaking. Call me Charlie. You haven’t been here in over a week, and your son is awake now, he is asking for his mother. I have been practically raising him myself! I almost called the child protective services of the pack to take him. I thought you had abandoned him because no one was picking up the damn phone!” "Stop!" I cut him off, unable to keep up with his rants. "I will be there in a few minutes, feel free

Alpha Dominic’s POV Outlaw howled in my head, his voice filled with a fury that mirrored my own. "Things have gotten out of hand, dude! If something happens to your brother's son, it's on you!" He growled and continued, "Stop this stupid power grab and get Flynn here to be by his son’s side, since he already lost his mother for fuck’s sake!" "Shut your trap, Outlaw," I snapped back. "The last thing I want right now is a whiny little wolf talking my ear off. You are supposed to be supporting me, not them. If you don’t have anything good to say, stay silent." "Suit yourself." Outlaw left, slamming the mental door shut between us. The door to the hospital room whooshed open, yanking me back to reality. I stood up and pushed my hands deep into my pockets and approached the doctor, who was taking off his face mask. "Greetings, Alpha Dominic, are you the father of the boy?" he questioned. I shook my head. "…uh, no, but I’m his father’s brother, that also makes me his second fath

Selena’s POV My head fell back, a moan of ecstasy slipped through my lips, and my fists clenched into tight balls. Unable to control myself or my wolf, who was howling in my head in pleasure now, and I couldn’t blame her, it had been years since we had sex. My hips bucked into his electric touch, chasing the pleasure even as I hated myself for it. He fucked me hard and fast with his fingers, his palm grinding against my clit with every thrust. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, he pulled his finger away, and a whimper of frustration left my throat. I felt empty and aching for his touch. But then he pressed something cold and metal against my clit. It was—it was—a small bullet vibrator. I felt the low hum against my skin, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through my entire body. "Keep this on," he ordered, securing the vibrator in place with a strap. "Let’s see how long you can take it before you beg me to stop." Flynn took a step back and reached f

Alpha Dominic’s POV I strode down the corridor, trying to push down the boiling anger threatening to burn me. The image of Flynn, reeking of cheap liquor and self-pity, was drilled into my brain. He would pay for whatever he had done to Selena. He would. I stepped into the living room, expecting to see my warriors waiting with news of my mate's location. Instead, I was met with a sight that made my blood drain from my face. A doctor stood carelessly in the middle of the room. Flanking him were a child welfare officer holding a notepad and two stone-faced police officers. Their expressions were serious, and I felt a quick, sickening jerk in my gut. "They are here to arrest you, Dominic." Outlaw growled in my head. "You are busted." "The hell they are," I yapped back. "They are not here for me. I hope they aren't here to arrest me because I took my brother’s child from him." I forced a cold, dominating tone, fighting back fear. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" They all bow

Selena's POV The sound of hammering. Resounding, continuous hammering that pounded inside my skull. It felt like someone was trying to break down the damn walls inside my head. Groaning, I fought to open my eyes. The effort sent ripples of pain through my entire body. Just as my eyelids fluttered open, tons of bricks exploded inside, showering the dungeon with dust and bones. My hands squeezed into fists, still chained to the ceiling. I couldn't see anything through the cloud of dust, just a bubbling, suffocating red. Then, I heard a voice, deep and authoritative. "Everyone, look away!" It sounded like... Dominic? I strained my eyes, trying to pierce the red fog. But all I could see was him. Flynn. He looked anxious and concerned, his face engraved with a remorse that seemed almost… genuine. As if he wasn't the one who had strung me up here like a goddamn side of beef. He took off his coat and gently draped it around my shoulders, his fingers fumbling with the buttons as he s