All Chapters of The Moonlight Affair : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter Twelve—The Truth Or A Myth I never scrubbed so hard and worked so diligently at the Diner before, just so I could call in an early night to finish my masterpiece at monsoon creek. Madeline questioned me minutes later after Asher left about Jeremy Beaufort, in my usual sense of self I lied through my teeth about not knowing anything. I just hoped Asher didn’t kill him. As much as I was captivated with the man, and his beautiful eyes, and the secrets he definitely had underneath them, itching an artist like myself to uncover…I still couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease arounf him. A sense of danger. A normal human would stay away. I, Aurora Thompson, an orphan with no relatives except for the wicked witch of the east end wasn’t a normal human. I quickly finished all my chores, as soon as I could spot the darkness from the window outside. The moon was sparse tonight, but the stars had their part to play in making it a little bright.

Chapter Fourteen—A faltering connection Our lips were about to touch, as I was ready to receive him fully. The mere tension I felt was enough to make my mouth water. Asher smelled good, a manly musk that sent chills down my spine. I felt his hands around the corner of my waist, pulling me close until I was up against his chest, his height didn’t pay me no bother until this moment where I realized how dangerously tall he was. He leaned closer again, it was like a cruel game , waiting to break my resolve. He was tempting me, knowing that I fully wanted him and still goading me into his will—I hated myself, hated myself for plunging right into his trap. Whatever he was trying to do was working. “Ash…..” I finally drawled, my voice low and husky. “Ash??” He smiled. I loved his smile, full and yet still carried a mystery. I shrugged, “It suits you.” Then I paused for a moment when he tilted my chin up as I tried to evade his eyes, “Ash….”

Chapter Sixteen—The Pack(2) “What do you mean the Pack’s here?!!” I said out loud, not believing my ears. Reagan’s brows raised, “You’re forgetting something.” I froze for a moment and then my eyes widened as I remembered. Tonight was the spring’s solstice, a night where every member of the pack gathered to celebrate another year of being safe from danger. This was bad. They had superhuman abilities and that included a super sense of smell. I was doomed, if they found out about Aurora she was in even more danger than she was as of the moment. “Daffodils.” I muttered. “What?” Reagan was confused. It was a foul method, one used by her attacker which was ironic but it still worked for me, and that meant it would shield Aurora away from their prying noses. “Get daffodils Reagan, from the back, cover Aurora with it.” I muttered as I took a deep breath, “I’ll be back.” **DINAH** I felt something inside my blood rising as I watch

Chapter Eighteen—Identity(2) “I don’t know what to say.” He muttered, clearly evading my eyes. “You could start by telling me how this hosue exists.” I replied, glancing around. I still couldn’t believe it. Being in such an expensive manor, one which I’ve only seen in the magazines Madeline reads with her fake posh accent. How does it exist in Midnight Bay? Away from the prying eyes of the nosy townspeople?? Asher brushed past me to sit on the edge of the bed, “This place was built by my family generations ago.” “Generational wealth,” I murmured, “Perfect.” He frowned and I couldn’t help but be amused, hence the smile on my face, “I’m sorry. Go on.” He sighed deeply, “It’s really not concealed, just uphill.” I nodded in acknowledgment. The poeple of Midnight Bay were the superstitious kind and anything related to uphill, right across the woods, they tend to stay away. Probably why such a beautiful mansion went under the radar for so

Chapter Twenty—The Alpha’s Affair(2) Asher looked at me like he’d just seen a ghost when I asked who Dinah was. I’ve had my fair share of terrible men, one being wed to another woman and the mention of Dinah made my defenses rise up a protective wall. The feeling I felt. Jealousy? Envy? Curiosity? I wasn’t sure. I just wanted to know who Dinah was. “Dinah,” Asher frowned at his butler, “She’s here why?” “She informed you of your visit Master Asher, “ The old man glanced my way disapprovingly, almost like he loathed my presence, “You should get dressed. We wouldn’t want our guest witnessing such an inappropriate sight now would we?” It was like something clicked inside of me right after he left and Asher shut the door, “Yep. I’m never coming back here again.” He rushed over as I tried to reach for the door handle, “Aurora….” “He clearly hates me!” “Reagan hates everyone.” “Unfortunately he wishes I was dead,” I said w