บททั้งหมดของ Second Chance Luna Mated to Ex's Uncle: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

(Amber's POV)The drive to Howling Riverside Restaurant was filled with Paige's nervous chatter. She'd changed outfits three times before settling on a blue dress that complemented her eyes and showed off her slender figure."Do you think Ryan will like this?" she asked for the fifth time, smoothing down the fabric."He'd be blind not to," I assured her, squeezing her hand. "You look beautiful."The restaurant sat on the banks of the Silver River, its elegant stone facade illuminated by soft lighting. According to Dominic, Ryan had personally selected and booked a private room for us with a stunning view of the water."I feel sick," Paige whispered as we approached the entrance. "Maybe this was a mistake.""It wasn't," I said firmly. "You need closure, one way or another."The hostess recognized me immediately, her eyes widening slightly as she bowed her head in respect."Luna Blackwood," she said, using my new title. "Your party is already gathered in the Moonlight Room. Pleas

(Dominic's POV)The evening air carried a chill as I walked along the riverbank behind the Howling River Restaurant. The water reflected the moon's glow, casting silver light across the surface. I spotted Ryan sitting alone on a decorative boulder, staring blankly at the flowing water.He didn't look up as I approached, though I knew he sensed my presence. The scent of his distress was unmistakable."You know you need to take a few punches for pissing off my mate," I said, stopping beside him.Ryan glanced up, his expression a mixture of resignation and frustration. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small silver case, opening it to reveal several moonshine cigarettes."Want one?" he offered, extending the case toward me.I rarely smoked, but tonight seemed appropriate. I took one and sat beside him as he flicked his lighter, illuminating our faces momentarily in the darkness."So," I began after taking a drag, "your ex-girlfriend owns this restaurant."Ryan winced. "I

(Amber's POV)As we exited the Howling River Restaurant, the cool night air felt refreshing against my self-inflicted scratches. Dominic kept a protective arm around my waist, his presence both comforting and imposing.Ryan approached us, his expression a mix of concern and embarrassment. "Amber, I'm so sorry about what happened in there. Shannon shouldn't have—"I cut him off with a wave of my hand. "I'm not the one who deserves an apology, Ryan. Shannon is the one who caused all of this."My gaze drifted past him to where Shannon stood glaring at me, her cheek still red from my slap. Paige lingered behind her, eyes puffy from crying. My heart ached seeing my best friend so upset."Actually," I said, straightening my posture despite the stinging on my face, "I think we should all go to Crescent Hospital together."Dominic's arm tightened around me. "That's not necessary. I can take you—""No, I insist," I said firmly. "Shannon's injured too, after all." I flashed a saccharine s

(Dominic's POV)Everyone said I, Dominic Blackwood, heir to the Northern Territory's Blackwood Pack, was born with a gold spoon in my mouth. The truth was far more complicated.My mother, Grace Blackwood, came from a modest background but possessed stunning beauty that caught the eye of William Blackwood, the Alpha King of Silvercrest City's most powerful werewolf pack. She became his mate right after college.Two labels commonly described their relationship: "The omega who became Luna" and "The unlikely mate bond." Though William pampered Grace after their mating, few believed in their love. He was notorious for breaking multiple mate bonds before her, and she was his third Luna.Most assumed Grace accepted the mate bond for power and status. She surprised everyone by severing their bond just a year after I was born, wanting only my custody—no pack territory or assets.Rumors claimed she discovered William's infidelity. She remained calm when presenting the bond severance papers.

(Amber's POV)I pushed open the doors to the Blackwood Pack House, my heart pounding in my chest. The scene before me made me freeze in my tracks. Lucas was curled up on the floor, his back a mess of bloody welts. The discipline cane lay nearby, its wooden surface stained red.My eyes narrowed as I took in the crowd gathered around. William Blackwood stood tall and imposing, his face a mask of controlled fury. Walter Steele held the cane now, looking uncomfortable with his duty. Rebecca was being restrained by Ivy Reed and Olivia, tears streaming down her face."Amber?" Lucas's voice was barely audible, his eyes finding mine with desperate relief.Everyone turned to look at me. I was acutely aware of my appearance – dressed in Dominic's oversized clothes, the sleeves rolled up multiple times to fit my arms. The sweater hung off one shoulder despite my attempts to keep it in place.Ethan's eyes widened at the sight of me. "Why are you wearing Dominic's clothes?" he blurted out.I