All Chapters of The Moonlight Affair : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Chapter Thirty-one—Stay away(2)

Chapter Thirty-one—Stay away(2) “Don’t be absurd.” I grunted heavily, deeply in need of a rest, “What do you want Dinah?” She frowned, those quizzical eyes of hers wandering deeply, “You’re acting weird. You’ve been acting weird. Did I do something wrong?” I shook my head , “I’ve just had a rough couple of— “Bacon grease.” “What?” “Bacon grease, pancakes and a plethora of all other feminine scent. Have you been in contact with a woman? I can practically smell her all over— “Master Asher has been in cohorts with a distant cousin of his, she’s a Luna from out of town. She’s visiting to see Midnight Bay.” I heard Reagan’s voice from behind me, almost plummeting to the floor to kiss those ever shiny boots of his. He always knew when to come in and save the day, especially when I really needed bailing out. Dinah’s right brow perked up, “I didn’t know you had a cousin.” “Distant.” I responded, “Now can I go to bed?” I wanted her to leave. I wanted h

Chapter Thirty-two—An undeniable Chemistry

Chapter Thirty-two—An undeniable Chemistry **AURORA** In a million years I never thought I would go down on my knees, right in the middle of the restaurant, and close to a grease trap to beg for my job back. Madeline had a triumphant look on her face, the same one that urged me to shove her head into the pot of boiling oil. It was like she knew I would be back. The only reason I was back, was so that I could reoccupy my mind by working tirelessly at the diner. I couldn’t bear thinking about him—not now, not ever. My heart had been through enough already. “You’re so lucky I haven’t hired someone new.” She grunted. A part of me wished she did, so I could take the disappointment and walk out of the building without shame. I gulped hard instead. She didn’t say another word, instead she hurled an apron at me and pointed to table five which was in need of a waiter. I let out a sigh. Days ago I was happy, truly happy. I was with a man, enamored beyond remorse. He was my m

Chapter Thirty-three—The Alpha is acting strange

Chapter Thirty-three—The Alpha is acting strange Five grand. Asher left me a Cheque of five thousand dollars. There was a tiny note in between it; “The painting.” I sighed deeply, remembering it all too well. Then a frown followed, as a the memories of our first night being so close played through my very own head. It was my best work yet—he was my best muse yet. I nipped my bottom lip as I folded the Cheque into my apron, must to less knowledge of Madeline. I returned to my job in the kitchen, taking orders, smiling at the customers, until night came. Madeline made a mention of me going straight home. I looked at the note in my pocket one last time, then I let out another sigh as I crumpled it up, before throwing it inside the garbage can right out back. My bicycle was miraculously parked right outside the diner, I grunted as I hopped on it, taking the ride straight home. I wasn’t going to Monsoon creek, not after what happened the last time. The horrif

Chapter Thirty-three(b)

Chapter Thirty-three(b) I blinked, exasperatedly. I was unsure if she understood what she meant. “Is there a bottle of Aspirin somewhere?” I asked her, “I think you need a painkill— She shook her head vigorously. I could hear her wince when she propped herself up, “I want you to kiss me.” I felt the heat in my loins. A hard lump formed in my throat as she trailed her hands up my jacket. It was only a matter of time, one wrong move and she would snap me into the primal urge I kept hidden in a box. “Au—Rory.” My voice was raspy now, her hands doing something seductive as she reached the waistband of my pants. “Please.” She whispered, her titillating voice grazing my neck, “Please Ash. I need you. I’ve had a long day.” I looked into those eyes of hers—beautiful, tempting. She was a poison, according to Reagan. I needed to stay away from her, and yet I found my hand getting rested on her waist. “Are….are you sure about this?” I stuttered, she bent her

Chapter Thirty-four—Acceptance

Chapter Thirty-four— Acceptance I blinked, confusedly, “Aurora??” I heard her sniffle as she got off the bed, she walked over to my clothes, throwing it up on the bed, “You should get dressed. I have to be at the diner in— “No.” I shook my head, “Not until you tell me what’s going— “Nothing is going on Asher. I just need you to leave.” I stared at the painter, dumbfounded as to what was happening. She stood akimbo, still naked and tilted her chin, a beckon for me to get dressed. I frowned deeply, finally getting up from the bed as I put my clothes on. “Is your head okay?” I asked. She was acting irrational and yet I was still worried about her well-being. “My health is none of your business Ash— “You got hit by a truck!” I finally snapped, “Aurora I know you hate me right now but— “I don’t hate you!” She fired back, “I just…I just can’t be with you Asher! Whatever this is?? It has to stop!” “Whatever—“ I paused for a moment as my eyes narr

Chapter Thirty-five—A suspicious Luna

Chapter Thirty-five—A suspicious Luna **DINAH** Lavender and syrup. She smelled of it all too well. A lingering scent which had made an imprint on my very own mind. I am a Luna after all, my sense of smell greater than a regular werewolf but not of the Alpha in my pack. I wasn’t going crazy. It wasn’t some damned game playing in my head, or a figment of my own imagination. “Your smell.” I repeated to her. She looked disheveled, beautiful. It almost made me envious. A woman in such distress and with the capacity to look effortlessly gorgeous, whereas I could barely get the Alpha in my pack to glance in my direction for more than a minute. “I beg your pardon?” She frowned deeply. “You smell familiar.” I repeated again, “Sorry.” **AURORA** She brushed past me in a somewhat aggressive manner, leaving me dumbfounded. She said I smelled familiar, words I couldn’t even put into place as I watched her leave. I let out another deep breath as I made the im

Chapter Thirty-six—A dead end

Chapter Thirty-Six—A dead end For the first time in all Twenty-seven years of living, I felt my heart stop. I closed my eyes for a moment, hoping, praying, that Dinah in front of me was just an illusion. But she wasn’t… She was standing right in front of me.. “What are you— “I followed you.” I frowned deeply. Surely there was no way she could’ve followed me without my knowledge, unless she masked her own scent. My eyes narrowed and I saw Regan’s special elixir, made to combat and hide a werewolf’s presence. My brows creased even deeper, wishing he’d never made the stupid thing. Clearing my throat, “You followed me?” She shrugged, “You were blowing me off.” “I wasn’t blowing you off.” My eyes wandered, hoping she wouldn’t notice, “I clearly set a boundary Dinah. I didn’t want to be disturbed and yet, here you are.” She let out a scoff, taking a seat down on the sand, the rumbling of the fast moving waters could be heard. Once it was a sound whic

Chapter Thirty-Seven—Asher’s Secret

Chapter Thirty-Seven—Asher’s Secret **AURORA** A dreaded sense of chill coursed through my veins as I made my way through the woods. The memories of my first attack, by the redwood tree, Asher’s lies about how i simply just passed out. It all came in full force, now that I knew what he really was, and how his kind existed. I could already hear the water by the creek. The same soothing sounds that seemed to calm my nerves, I gulped hard, clutching onto the bottle of wolfsbane powder Mrs Ackerman had given to me. I was going to see him and I wasn’t sure why. A part of me wanted to end things for good, a huge part of me didn’t. A part wanted to take back the painting, the other wanted him to have it—money or not. After all, he was my perfect muse. I stepped on a branch, cursing under my breath as my skirt was caught in a snag. I crouched low to wrangle the fabric free, when I felt a sharp breeze brush past me. I quickly jerked upright, my throat ran dry. I turned aro

Chapter Thirty-Eight—The Pack finds out

Chapter Thirty-Eight I didn’t think twice before bolting like my life depended on it. Almost crying in the process as I jumped through the branches and twigs, my skirt was caught in one of the thorns which made me fall to the ground. I let out a sharp wince, seeing the blood ooze out of the fresh cut which appeared on my leg. I heard a howl, then another followed, resounding through the trees of the forest. My heart sank as I forced myself upright, dusting off the dirt on my skirt before I resumed running. Dinah, he called her. I could tell they were from the same pack. Mrs Ackerman lended me a book on Lycanthropy, the study of werewolves, and the only reason the other woman existed was probably because she was in his pack. They clearly looked like they had history, the look in her eyes wasn’t just one of shock but rather disdain and envy. She barely knew me and yet she wanted to kill me. I shook off the dirty thoughts as I kept on running until I reached the highway. I co

Chapter Thirty-Nine—It’s Over

Thirty-Nine—It’s over**ASHER** A dreadful sense of woe washed through me as I stood in front of the door to the Blackwood Mansion. My own home. I was the alpha, the first of my kind, and yet I was scared to go into my own home to face the pack. My ears pronged as I exerted my hearing powers, a clear ploy to eavesdrop on their conversation. I could hear the stomps from Monty’s boots as he paced back and forth, Saul’s huffing from his heavy breath, Gina remaining as silent as ever. Himmel, Spike, Samuel and Jordan. They all were speaking over each other until Dinah yelled for peace and quiet. I gulped hard. “He’s here.” I heard Reagan say and the door opened. They all turned to look at me, piercing eyes, enough to stab me through the guts if they could. Reagan sighed deeply, “Let’s all go to the living room. The hallway is studded as it is. I made some caramel pop— “Shove your treats up your ass Reagan. That’s not what we’re here for.” Saul snapped, his voice alw

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