All Chapters of HOW TO KILL THE OMEGA LUNA: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

KHALIDMia was different. I could see it, just as I could feel it. But apart from the new air in which she carried herself, something else had shifted—and a voice in my head told me I wouldn’t like it.At least Rex was back. He hadn’t truly forgiven me—I could sense that—but he was active again, listening to Mia’s words. My mate. His mate. Our mate.I knew Rex was happy, though he didn’t want to show it. He was secretly trying to talk to her wolf too—even though it wouldn’t be possible unless I marked her.Still, another thing bugged me: the fact that she had run away. The first time, when I was on the other side of the road, I’d thought it was just the shock at seeing me. But then she did it again when I was distracted by those men.My expectation had been that she would be angry—that she would want to confront me. Ask me why I did what I did. Ask why I was here, and what I wanted with her.But instead she ran, and that made my heart ache for a reason I couldn’t even name.I realized

The scent of war and blood was thick in the air of the Blackstorm Pack. The streets were empty; most people were locked inside their homes as the pack's soldiers fought with the men who had broken in.The men who ambushed the pack were only seven in number, yet none of them had been seriously injured or killed since they arrived. That fact alone made the Blackstorm people dread for their lives even more. It appeared as though the seven men had come to test the waters first. Now that they'd confirmed the pack was in disarray, they would likely return with a full army to claim their victory._______Inside the palace, panic was spreading. The whole place was crowded with people, even the Omegas who had been doing chores were all in the hall.Alpha Williams, on the other hand, was in the throne room, slumped on his throne and visibly shaking. Three of the pack's chiefs stood around him, their heads bowed, silent. Though soldiers were fighting outside, the palace was on lockdown like an o

MIAAs I opened my eyes, a dim room came into view. I yawned and started to sit up, but a sharp ache in my muscles made me gasp. I felt weak and fatigued, and in an instant, I remembered why.Ignoring the pain in my legs, I jumped off the bed. My heart hammered as I took in the room. It was medium-sized and neatly arranged. Near the bed, a small bedside lamp stood. Across from it, a couch rested against the wall, and a few feet away, a small refrigerator hummed quietly, its tiny green light blinking. The room smelled faintly of fresh apples, and the walls were made of wood.My heart beat faster, and I spun in a slow circle. There was a door I knew was the bathroom, and on another side, a small wardrobe stood empty except for a pack of bottled water on the floor in front of it. “Where am I?” I whispered to myself.It made sense that Khalid had brought me here. I vividly recalled how he had pinned me to the tree and only let me go when I told him to check my neck for a bite mark. I must

KHALIDAs I took the tray from the bed, I turned back to look at her. Her back was facing me, her head bent into her hands, covering her face. A sharp, familiar ache twisted in my chest. It was pain, a constant, lurking companion that bit at me just when I thought I could forget its existence.I still couldn’t believe I had shed tears—and more than once at that. It was ironic because emotional pain was not an emotion I was familiar with. And as I stared at the woman on the bed, I swallowed, ready to take whatever pain she had to dish out. I had caused her enough pain myself. Whatever route she chose to get her revenge could never be as evil and vile as what I had done to her.I was beyond shocked when she ran over and kissed me. I was so confused I almost pulled away and shook her, demanding to know what she was doing. I wanted her to stay angry. I wanted her to continue to make me feel pain—to make my stomach twist with hurt, regret, and shame. That was the only way I could ever forg

DILANThe only thing worse than a bad day was a bad day without knowing where or how everything began to go wrong. I had left the house because I simply couldn’t keep my mood under control. While in the dining room, Mel had come to offer me lunch, but by then I already had the growing sense that something was off. In a fit of hysterical irritation, I had shoved the table away.Mel screamed her lungs out and covered her face as if she thought I would hit her. I just glared at her, cursing at myself as I breathed hard. When Kira ran into the dining room after the scream, I abruptly went upstairs to pick up my car keys and cards.And that was how I ended up here at this restaurant. It was a few minutes after two in the afternoon, but I hadn’t eaten all day. Not that it mattered. I couldn’t imagine food going down my throat. I even felt sick as I watched the humans at nearby tables chew away at their meals.My leg tapped against the ground in a steady and consistent rhythm. My Audi car ke