Todos os capítulos de The Luna He Left Behind: Capítulo 181 - Capítulo 190

Asher’s Point of View I step into my bedroom and her scent immediately begins to swirl around me. She has been sleeping in here. My heart jumps at the thought and my wolf howls with happiness. I let my eyes roam around the room and I see clear signs of her moving into my... No... Our room. Perfume bottle and rollon on the vanity. Face creams, makeup brushes. A dress hanging against the closest. "I know I should have probably warned you, or asked... But after you left... Well, I couldn't sleep, and the only way I could was if I was in here, with your things. I wanted it to be a surprise. I had this whole plan for your return. Aiden was going to spend the night at Anna and Jake’s. I was going to cook you a nice dinner and then tell you that I am done being scared, I love you and I want us to move forward in our relationship and that I moved into our room, but then you came back, and you were in a coma..." Sienna rushes out almost without breathing as she nervously wrings her

Sienna’s Point of ViewI have had dinner here so many times before, but having dinner here tonight at Asher’s mother’s house, with Asher and our son, feels strange tonight. Not bad.Just strange...Asher is sitting across from me with Aiden next to him, swinging his legs under the chair and telling his grandmother a very dramatic story about how he almost dropped his ice cream earlier.“But then I did not drop it. I caught it.”He says proudly and Asher snorts.“Yeah, with your face.”Asher mutters and Aiden shrugs, still grinning proudly. “It still counts.”He says and Asher’s mother laughs, shaking her head as she sets another dish down on the table.“I swear, you used to be just as dramatic.” sShe fondly says to Asher.“I absolutely was not.” He says immediately, shaking his head and she gives him a look. “You cried for an hour because your sandwich was cut wrong.”She says flatly and he frowns at her.“That was a valid reaction.” He says seriously, and I laugh before I can s

Sienna’s Point of View It. has been a few days since Asher has been release and Doctor Adams has officially cleared him for light exercise this morning, and instead of pushing his limits or pretending he wasn’t still healing, Asher immediately chose to go for a swim. Which, honestly, was better than a run, so I didn't object. I am just happy that he is slowly getting back to normal. I am currently sitting in the Luna office, buried in paperwork, when his scent drifts into my office right before he does. I look up at him and smile when I see him leaning against the doorway, his hair still slightly damp, his shirt clinging slightly to his skin. “Hey, did you have a good swim?” I ask and he nods his head immediately. “Yeah, I did.” “Good. I am glad. You look like it helped.”I say, setting my pen down on the folder in front of me. “It did.” He says nodding his head, then tilts his head slightly to the side. “Are you busy right now?”He asks and I arch a brow at him. “Well, th

Sienna’s Point of View “So… it’s Friday night,” he says. “Aiden is spending the night with Anna, Jake, and Luke.” I nod. “He’s been excited about it all week.” Asher’s mouth twitches. “I thought… maybe we could do something.” I arch a brow. “Something?” “Yeah,” he says, rubbing the back of his neck. “Like an actual date.” My smile spreads before I can stop it. “A date?” He nods. “Just us. No pack business. No responsibilities. Just… us.” “That sounds perfect,” I say honestly. He exhales like he’s relieved. “Good.” “What did you have in mind?” I ask. He pauses for effect. “Dinner and a movie?” I grin. “That sounds familiar.” He chuckles. “Yeah. It worked back then. I figured I shouldn’t mess with a winning formula.” I laugh softly. “I can’t wait.” His eyes soften. “Me neither.” — By the time Asher gets home later that night, I’m already ready. I hear the front door open, his scent drifting through the apartment, and a second later he’s standing in the doorway, still i

Sienna’s Point of View I wake up slowly. Not because of an alarm. Not because of noise. Just because my body realizes I am not alone. There is warmth at my back. A solid arm wrapped around my waist. Steady breathing against the back of my neck. For a moment, I stay completely still, afraid that if I move too quickly, I will break whatever this is. Asher is behind me. In my bed. Last night comes back to me in fragments. Not sharp or overwhelming, just… present. The way he looked at me. The way nothing felt rushed. The way we chose each other without pressure. I inhale quietly, then shift just a little to test if he is awake. His arm tightens immediately. “Please do not move away,” he murmurs, his voice rough with sleep. I smile before I can stop myself. “I was not going anywhere.” He exhales, his face pressing gently into my hair. “That is good to hear.” I stay still again, listening to his breathing even out. After a few seconds, I speak softly. “Asher?” “Yes?” “You