All Chapters of The cruel alpha’s hired Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Selena's POV I didn't cry. I couldn't, and especially not in front of them. I didn't cry in front of Hermione and her fake pendant, I didn't cry in front of Zevran either, who'd willingly tossed me away like yesterday's leftovers. I still didn't cry when the guards shoved me onto the street like I was a stray dog who'd walked in and destroyed the beta's favorite portrait.I didn't cry, but it still didn't mean I didn't want to.I forced myself to my feet, after forcing myself to swallow the emotions that threatened to spill across my face. Luckily, the trip to the hospital didn't take as long as I thought it would. The hospital smelled like herbs, disinfectant and heartbreak, one of the world's deadliest combinations if you asked me.“You're here!” Eleanor sprung up in her bed the moment I entered into her room. Her face lit up in an instant, and I didn't miss the excitement coating her voice. “I thought you'd be busy with the mating ceremony? Tell me, tell me. Did he announce you?

Selena’s POV I heard my bones crack That was what forced me awakeThe brutal realization that you had no escape Not even in my dreams I forced my eyes open to the pain that came from the cold floor I was lying on. The worst part wasn’t the cold floor.Neither was it the fact that my body felt like it had been run over by a truck It wasn’t the fact that I couldn’t stop my mind frkm thinking back to my sister. It was the silence. It felt different Too different. It was the kind that crawls into your ears. My bones felt sticky as though it had settled in there. Stuck to them like rot. The sound of my heartbeat drummed repeatedly in my ears, I was worried that the guards could hear it outside the dungeon door. My bones were knocked in place, and I could get them crack with every move I made.The desert wasn’t enough to describe how dry my tongue was, my limbs were sore and the headache I felt was custom made…dull and slow at the back of my head. i always had wild imagination

Selena’s POVI wanted to scream.But I didn’t.I wanted to reach across the room and claw that smug, aristocratic expression off his face. To leave behind marks he couldn’t hide, scars that would remind him every time he looked in the mirror that I was not nothing. That I was not something.But I didn’t.Instead, I stood there.Frozen.With just my heart beat and how pained I was feeling by his words.Something like you.He’d said it with that chilling calm, like I wasn’t a person but a category. A class. A flaw. Like I was filth.I didn’t even want him to know my history.Not my name or origin But attests the fact that I was…Just… something.The insult settled in my chest, repeating severally in my ears.Gods.He didn’t even blink.He’d said it so easily, like stepping on a leaf. As if it cost him nothing to humiliate me. As if my pain was less than dust beneath his boots.As if I should be grateful to breathe the same air.I tightened my grip on my bag, the same tatttered kne i ha

Selena’s POV“Stupid lock,” I muttered under my breath, jiggling the key again. “You had one job.”The metal refused to budge, same as it had the last three times I tried.My hands were still trembling.And I wasn’t sure.I wasn’t sure if it was from exhaustion, I hadn’t eaten in two nightsOr anger from everything that happened in the palace.Maybe both.I couldn’t tell.“Slaphappy bloody Cassian,” tye words left my lips befire I could control myself and try not to slam the the key out of frustration.“Storm bastard. Who does he think he is, offering me a job like im some story pet?”I threw my head as a groan escaped my lips.I hated that the keys were proving him right about how I had no choice.Click.Finally.The door finally gave way with a groan, swinging open like it had read my mind and felt sorry for me.The room smelled like dust, cinnamons amd lemons.Home.Not that it really felt like one.I pushed the door shut and dropped my back on it, sliding down till my bum met the

Selena’s POVSis was still clinging to meI was scared that she could feel how much my hands shook.I had done itFor Eleanor and for aunt.Just a few years of pretense wouldn’t hurt.“Sisi,” Cassian called, drawing me out of my thoughts, “to your room now,”I stood there, my arms crossed to my back, wondering what the heck i was meant to be doing now. I could feel his eyes in me tho.Like he was accessing me.I hated how condescending it felt.But it wasn’t like I had a choice either way“I knew you would come back,” Cassian’s voice rang out again, but this time it was directed to me.Of course I couldn’t tell him that my entire existence was riding on this, so instead, I smiled, looked him dead in the eye and told him something else.“You can think whatever you want, Cassian. I’m here for Sisi.”What? That was the best I could offerI mean, I’ve seen how attached he is to that kid.He chuckled, the kind that made him appear more handsome.I just noticed that his nose looked a litt