All Chapters of The Alpha’s Forsaken Luna : Chapter 41 - Chapter 46

ROLAND'S POVThey came for me before dawn. I had laid on the cold floor, curled togther only to wake up to hands hauling me up by the arms, rough enough to wrench a groan out of me before I'd even fully surfaced from sleep. The scarred man was there and he was here alongside two others I hadn't seen before, their faces blank and businesslike in the dim light."What's happening," I said, my voice still thick with sleep, panic already climbing up my throat.Nobody answered or looked at me nstead, they dragged me toward the door, my legs unsteady beneath me. They were still weak from days of little food and constant pain."Where are you taking me!?”The scarred man immediately shoved a rough burlap sack over my head, plunging me into darkness, and my breathing turned ragged, panic clawing higher."Wait," I said, struggling weakly against the hands gripping my arms. "Just tell me where you are taking me to.’A fist connected with my stomach, hard enough to double me over, the air rush

HAZEL’S POVA minute ago, I was asleep. The next, the soft chirping of birds pulled me back to consciousness. I yawned and stretched my arms in exhaustion as I sat up in the bed.The twins were already stirring in their bassinets by the time I opened my eyes. Luckily for me, they didn't disturb me throughout the night and they slept peacefully which gave me a piece. Blaine had left early again. He had actually told me about it during breakfast that he had some meetings he had to attend. mentioned after breakfast and had pressed a quick kiss to my forehead before disappearing down the stairs.Now that he was gone, I got up from the dining room, pushed myself up and made my way to the nursery. The nursery was in the northern wing of the palace and it was located here because it was closer to the valley. The moment I stepped inside, I found Elias already fussing, his tiny fists waving in frustration.“Good morning to you too,” I murmured, lifting him gently into my arms. The moment he

ROLAND’S POVThe wound had reopened wider than I’d realized. I blamed myself squarely for letting Blaine rage bait me to the extent that I got so lost trying to get past my binder that the would on my shoulder reopened.Blood seeped steadily through the makeshift bandage wrapped around my shoulder, the fabric already dark and damp with blood. It's been tow hours now since Blaine left and no one had entered to check how I was doing. There was nothing, not even a piece of fabric around to contsin the bleeding. Heat pulsed beneath my skin within every slight movement I made, each throb sharp and insistent sending pain radiating down my arm.I rested my head against the bar, my body growing weak. Just when I shut my eyes to rest, I heard footsteps echoing fown the corridor. The door creaked open and the older guard stepped inside. He had a small kit tucked under his arm and had a very flat and unreadable Hexpression etched on his face as always.“Sit still,” he said, crouching in front