All Chapters of The Scarred Luna: Alpha's Unforgivable Mistake: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

RHYS I reached for the sleeve on my right arm with my left, pulling it way before my elbow. I repeated this action on my left arm with my right then straightened my arms. I jerked my hand back then let it fall again before nodding. I had to make sure the sleeves wouldn’t disturb me while attending to patients. I reached for the lab coat I had swung over my shoulder and held it in front of me while I searched for the sleeve. Once I placed its location, I reached and slipped my hand through it till I wore it over my shoulder. I stuck my other hand behind and searched for the other sleeve. When found, I slipped my hand through it. I reached for the collar and arranged it. When that was done, I sighed. I had to resume work because I just couldn’t bring myself to leave the hospital. At least, this way I can keep an eye on Eryn. “Doctor Vale,” a voice called. I turned to see an unfamiliar face. She must be an intern. “Yes?” “The patient in room 151 requires your atten

Eryn’s P.O.V Thena was still shocked at my words when I drifted back to Rhys. A part of me couldn't help but replay Lela’s words. She said I wasn't good for him. I wondered what she meant by that. What was her idea of good? What about me was so unfit for him? I gulped down the words, not wanting to revisit them again but of course my mind had to go against my will. My mind played her words over and over till finally it drifted to the way Rhys had cut Lala’s next words off. Had he stopped her? What did he not want me to know? He had refused to tell me until I was ready. Ready? My eyebrows furrowed. I didn't want to be ready, I wanted to know. Would Lela tell me? No, she wouldn't. Then it dawned on me. I pulled myself out of my thoughts and called. “Thena”. Only then did I realize she had been calling my name for a while now with furrowed eyebrows and a curiosity about what had taken my attention. Her hands had gripped my shoulder and before I could spea

RHYS At the end of the day, my badge was returned to me the moment I left the lab. I was exhausted as I headed towards the reception. I glanced at Thena who was handing a bottle of water to Kael. Kael nodded with a smile before taking it. He turned the lid, and drank. “You can come sleep in the room when you’re tired. I’m waiting,” she informed him. Thena turned, about to leave when she saw me. “Going to see her?” She asked. I nodded. I had asked her of Eryn’s whereabouts when I took a slight break to catch my break. She had told me Eryn had gone somewhere. Then, I had to hold myself back from calling in order not to worry her. She would have thought something was wrong. So, I decided not to worry her. But now I could. I nodded to Thena before leaving the hospital. Almost immediately my mind went back to the kiss and every rule I couldn’t break at that moment. My mind replayed the heat of our bodies a how we pressed against each other, how she leaned into me

TORREN’S POV I spat blood onto the ground. Didn’t look at it. Just straightened, rolled my jaw, and turned back to face him. Donovan wasn’t enjoying this. That was the thing about him that I couldn’t quite get comfortable with. No taunting. No satisfaction sitting on his face while I bled. He just stood there in that infuriating calm, like this was something he’d agreed to get through and nothing else. Like I was an item on a list. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. “She was a convict.” My breathing was heavier than I wanted it to be. “Wanted. Running from something big enough that she disappeared for years.” I shifted my weight forward, watching him. “So why come back? If she was that deep in it, that notorious, why would she come back at all?” He was already moving before I finished the sentence. His fist connected with my cheek and my head snapped hard to the right, the impact spreading fast, white behind my eyes and then that specific radiating pain that started

ERYN. The other side of the bed was empty. I reached over without thinking. Cool sheets. He hadn’t been there for a while. I lay there staring at the ceiling and then it came back. His hands. His voice. The way he’d looked at me like everything else in the room had stopped existing. All of it landed before I was even fully awake, before I even had the chance to brace for it. I pulled the duvet over my face. I was smiling so hard it was actually painful and I couldn’t stop and there was nobody even in the room and I still could not stop. I pressed the back of my hand against my mouth like that was going to do anything. It didn’t. I dropped the duvet. Okay. I stared at the ceiling and had a very firm word with myself. I was a grown woman. Grown. An adult. A mother, for that matter. I had been married. I had a whole entire life behind me, enough of it to know better than to be lying here at whatever this hour was, burning from my hairline all the way down, over a