His Rogue Luna: Bound To The Midnight Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

~ LAYLA ~ "Girls, what is going on here?” Kira's voice stops Millie just in time, saving me the stress of having to do it myself and saving Millie from receiving the delivery of my own brain resetting slap to her wretched face. Bitchy Millie Blonde is so damn lucky. However, I wasn't really prepared to see Kira so soon again this morning. Her loud heels clicking against the ground heralds her approach, and there is a heaviness in the silence between me and these bitches. I watch Samie and Millie as they step back while Kira strides to stand between them, her precious pets. She faces me squarely. Kira is really beautiful, but her nasty character dampens it and dirties everything about her and seems to get worse every time we are together. I thought she was gone already. What the hell is she still doing hovering around the premises? When she glances down at the petite girl behind me, a sadistic smile appears on her face. I feel the girl flinch behind me, and I use my hand gently

~RAELIN~I open the door of my study office and step inside, also feeling a little bit more at ease now that I have freshened up and had a quick breakfast.After shutting the door, I stride over to my desk and settle onto my seat. Now, I can focus more on getting to finish all the paperwork regarding our pack trade routes and so many others that need my attention.This is the perfect distraction I need to bury myself into in order to forget everything that happened this morning, even though it is going to be a temporary relief.As the alpha of this pack, I know I have a lot of duties and responsibilities that I must fulfill. But a happy Alpha is a happy pack.The night my parents died, I lost a huge part of me that I knew I would never get back. For years, I have been trying to fill up that void by performing my alpha duties and making sure that my pack is protected and safe.To ensure that the legacy of my Alpha parents continues through me.However, despite having Wes and the others

~ LAYLA ~The late afternoon sun that is dipping lower in the sky outside keeps reminding me time and time again that I have been inside this room past afternoon already.Also, I didn't step out of this room after coming back from my encounter with Kira this morning. I didn't step out not even for once.The faint sound of the wind rustling the trees outside filters in through my windows and curtains. I have been lying here on my bed for what feels like hours and trying to distract myself with the silence and all, but the thoughts inside my mind is so jagged unlike the room ceiling that is currently right above me now. Looking so white and nothing more than a blank pale canvas that stretches out up there.My back is pressed against the mattress with my arms folded loosely over my stomach that keeps growling occasionally from time to time. Well, I skipped my lunch a few hours earlier. Suddenly at the thought of food, my stomach growls again, and the feeling is so annoying and fucking p

~ KIRA ~I fucking hate that bitch who thinks she can take Raelin away from me. Just because she is staying at the packhouse doesn't mean she now has the fucking temerity to feel entitled and insult me.That filthy rag doll!I am trying to control my temper, but I just can't. My hands are curled into fists, and watching Dad from where I am standing in the doorway of his study office isn't helping me calm down either.Elder Markin Gandall, my dearest Dad, is the Head Elder of the Bloodhounds Pack.My father.He is the legacy I admire. The only man I wholeheartedly emulate. Ever since mum passed years ago, he became the only one who shaped me into the bold, daring woman I am today and the fierce Luna I know I will become very soon.He is power personified, and I am born from that power. If I want something, I don't fucking beg for it.I take it.Being the Luna of this pack is my fucking birthright, and if someone else tries to take that birthright away from me, I swear they will be fuck

~ RAELIN ~I think I fucked up…A couple days have gone by since Theron came to complain about my mate. Something else happened, and today, this morning, I woke up feeling like total shit.Having my morning exercise drills here in the gym has always been daily, and even now, the thuds of my fists hitting my training bag that is dangling before me is almost the same as my heavy breathing that I am trying to control right now.It is another new day. Yet, I feel drained, but despite my muscles needing a break this early morning, I just can't stop. I need to let off the heat.My knuckles sting from the last punch I just landed against the bag, and my mind is elsewhere and far removed from this gym and everything within it.Protecting Layla by hiding the truth, is it the right thing? I can't believe I am the one that is even chickening out on—“Hey,” Wes calls out to me as he turns up his face towards my direction."What?"“You’re distracted," he grunts as he throws a weak unfocused jab at