Semua Bab You rejected your Luna: One Chance is all you Get. : Bab 161 - Bab 170

Richard’s POVThe room was quiet, but not in a peaceful way.It was the kind of quiet that pressed against your skull, heavy and suffocating, where even the smallest breath sounded like a shout. And though no one spoke, though papers lay untouched between us, I could feel it.His dislike.The Alpha of Redfang hadn’t said it outright — men like him never needed to — but I sensed it in every glance, every curl of his lips, every deliberate pause in his speech. He didn’t want me here. To him, I was a stain on the table, an unnecessary piece cluttering his carefully arranged board.And though Selena shifted beside me, her eyes flicking back and forth, as if searching for the right words to soften the moment, I knew.If she opened her mouth to defend me, to reason with him, it would only worsen things.So, before she could, I moved.A simple gesture — my hand reaching lightly across the table, my head shaking just once — and she froze. The faint crease in her brow told me she was ready to

Anna’s POVI did not know when I fell asleep. I did not know when I was carried here, nor could I say exactly where “here” was. All I knew was that when I opened my eyes, the world around me had changed.The walls were not the same. They were brighter, lined with unfamiliar patterns etched carefully into smooth stone. The scent in the air was different too—clean, faintly perfumed with wildflowers and herbs. Not at all like the heavy, lived-in smell of the place I remembered. For a moment, I simply lay there, staring up at the ceiling, my mind heavy with questions that my body was too weary to chase after.Then my thoughts snapped to him.I sat up quickly, my heart racing as my eyes searched the room. My son. Where was he?Relief washed over me when I found him lying peacefully in the cradle set near the bedside. He looked so small in it, swaddled in soft fabrics that were not his own. His tiny chest rose and fell with a rhythm that quieted the storm in me. I leaned over him, brushing

Anna’s POVI tried to stand straighter than I felt, though my knees wavered beneath me. Confidence was something I had promised myself I would start wearing like a garment, yet in that moment, it seemed the fabric had slipped, leaving me bare. My words, the ones that I thought might defend me, deserted me at the threshold of my lips. What came instead was silence—silence that was heavy, silence that gave her room to fill with her scorn.Jason’s mother did not falter in her tirade. She spoke and spoke, her voice sharp, piercing, almost cutting against my ears as though she wanted every sound to carve its way into my chest. I clenched my hands at my sides, my nails pressing into the flesh of my palms. I did not speak, not because I agreed with her, but because I feared that the wrong words might only make her more determined to hurt me.Her face was a mask of power. She stood proud, as though every syllable was law, as though Jason’s presence somewhere in the house did not matter. She t

Laura’s POVThe night was heavier than usual. The silence within the mansion walls weighed on me as though the very air had chosen to press down against my chest, making each step harder to take. I had waited, hoping Gunner would eventually step out of his study, but hours passed and nothing.The maidens whispered to me when I asked—hesitant, almost afraid to even mention his name—that he had not left his study since returning earlier in the day. Their hushed tones carried pity, or maybe caution, I couldn’t tell. What I did know was that my heart cracked a little more with each confirmation.I found myself at the door of his study before I realized my feet had even carried me there. My hand hovered above the polished wood, trembling slightly.Should I knock? Should I dare disturb him when even his own people seemed reluctant to?For a moment, I simply stood there, listening, straining to hear any sound from inside. Nothing. Not a shuffle, not a movement, not even his breath. Only sile

Laura’s POVI sat there on the edge of my bed for a long time, staring at nothing in particular. The silence in the room weighed heavily, broken only by the faint crackling of the lantern light burning low on the wall. My hands were still trembling slightly, though I tried to hide it by knotting them together in my lap. I had thought I could summon courage tonight, that I could walk up to Gunner’s study, knock firmly, and finally spill the truth I had buried so long inside me.But I had failed. Again.The truth still sat inside my chest like a stone I couldn’t cough out, and instead of speaking to the man I longed for, I had faced his Beta. And now… now the fear inside me had multiplied.The way he stood there, eyes sharp and unyielding, his voice dripping with authority though he wasn’t even the Alpha—it rattled me more than I dared admit. He had cornered me so easily, storming into my room without hesitation, and though I was supposed to be strong, supposed to be bold enough to face