All Chapters of HOW TO KILL THE OMEGA LUNA: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

KHALIDHer eyes widened, then closed, then widened again. She opened her mouth like she wanted to speak, but no words came out. Then she started to nod her head as if in denial.“That’s not true. You’re just lying.”“It is, Mia. It’s true. I’m sorry… but that’s also how I scared you when you entered the room. I used my wolf-speed and at the same time turned off my scent so you wouldn’t be able to feel anyone’s presence.”Mia gasped in disbelief. She stared at me like I was a ghost. I would have loved it if she were admiring me, but the expression she wore was nothing close to that. Instead, it seemed she doubted it so much that she didn’t believe.“That is unnerving,” I said to Rex in my head. “It would help if she didn’t appear so shocked. I am called the strongest werewolf alive for a reason.”Rex growled back angrily, ‘I’ll see what you do with that strongest wolf title when she decides to leave you.’My chest hurt hearing the “leave you” part. Then Rex added, ‘Maybe she’ll go back

MIAI came out of the bathroom, cold sticking to me like a blanket. I clutched my towel so tight against my chest that I knew my knuckles would turn white, but that didn’t make me any more comfortable. Bell’s words were still ringing in my head—an advice that sounded like a dare. A stupid dare that felt like a joke.Except it wasn’t funny. Not when I reached him and his eyes began to watch me. Not when he also had his wolf, who probably shared Bell's exact thoughts.My bare feet padded across the wooden floor, the boards lowly creaking beneath me. But for some reason, I could also hear Khalid’s breathing, which came in slow but intense bursts.I walked past the bed, avoiding his gaze at first. I wanted to sit anywhere else. Still, I felt his eyes on me—hard, questioning, heavy. The air in the room was thick—like there was no breathing space, and my legs trembled as I moved to the chair.‘Damn it, Mia! Go sit near him! Talk to him already!’ Bell protested in my head.I ignored her and

MIAI kissed Khalid hungrily, pushing his head closer because I couldn’t get enough. Slowly, he carried me over, not breaking contact. I could hear his heart racing in his chest. Mine was too.As Khalid set me down, his lips moved from my mouth to my neck, planting soft kisses that sent fireworks through my head. My body trembled as his hands caressed it, traveling slowly from my collarbone down to my chest. My legs shook with the need of him—of his length inside me already. I couldn’t bear it anymore.My body was starting to warm up as Khalid caressed me, running circles with his fingers over my navel. He trailed down to my sex and stopped just before his hands reached. He did that up to three times, and I started to get frustrated.As I opened my mouth to complain, his lips claimed it again, sucking both my upper and lower walls at the same time. His hands played with my breasts, circling and curving around my nipple, pinching me sensually.“Uuuh!” I moaned. “K-Khalid.”Khalid kisse

KHALID“Dilan… was going to mark me.”For a moment, after Mia said those words, I didn’t move. I just stayed in the same spot, a cold, sickening fear creeping into my mind. All along... all my worst fears seemed to be confirmed. When I was desperately trying to locate Mia, the thoughts had always ridden close to the surface: Dilan would try to force her into something. He would maltreat her. He would try to inflict pain on her just because he hated me.Those fears had overridden my pride and made me hate myself the most. The fact that I knew, back in the throne room when Dilan was taking her away, there was a large possibility he would try all of those things. But at that moment, I hadn't cared enough to defy my father and sacrifice my standing. I had prioritized the pack and my father’s respect over her safety.Now, my heart ached. I realized I did care, but I had put my Alpha duties before her. I’d told my father I would have nothing to do with the Omega; when Dilan suddenly showed

DILANI was in a dimly lit room with Victor and a handful of cops. Victor was whispering to the one who seemed to be the leader, their voices hushed and oily. Every few seconds, the other officers would glance at me and quickly look away, as if I were the devil himself.On a screen in front of me, a grainy CCTV video played on a loop. It showed a man running, his fingers clamped tightly around the hand of a smaller, feminine figure.It was them. Khalid and Mia.Though the CCTV footage was blurred and in black and white, I could make out that Khalid was nervous and filled with tension, maybe even annoyed, because he was almost forcefully dragging a petrified Mia who kept looking over her shoulder as they vanished into the shadows. According to the cops, the footage was from a building near the cheap motel where Khalid and Mia had been hiding—captured just moments before the police burst in after receiving “information” that Khalid was the prime suspect in June’s murder.“A-and where d