บททั้งหมดของ My Luna Became An Alpha After I Rejected Her: บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

Morning sunlight spilled softly through the curtains as Aiden stirred awake. He had barely slept last night, his thoughts were filled with Amelia., but still, he rose early, his mind set on one thing—seeing Ethan. After a quick shower, he buttoned his shirt, adjusted his cuffs, and stepped out of his room, the echo of his shoes following him down the stairs.In the dining room, he found James seated beside Tracy, who was quietly eating her breakfast. Her face was pale, and the shadows beneath her eyes told the story of sleepless nights. Ever since she was rescued, she’d barely spoken a word. For her safety, Aiden had insisted she stay in his house…whoever had kidnapped her could still be out there.Aiden walked toward them. “How are you feeling?” he asked gently, his voice breaking the morning calm.Tracy paused mid-bite and forced a small smile. “I’m okay,” she murmured, avoiding his gaze as she returned her focus to the plate.Aiden sighed quietly and turned to James. “Can we talk?

“That you fucking belong to me… you are mine!” Aiden snarled, his voice rough, breaking the air between them like a whip. He took a step closer, his gaze dark and burning with a kind of love Cassia had never seen before.“You’re out of your mind, Aiden,” she whispered, her voice trembling even though she tried to sound firm. “I’m not a property you can own—”Her words faltered as her back hit the wall. The solid surface pressed against her spine, cold compared to the heat radiating off him. She swallowed hard, breath catching in her throat.“Maybe not property,” he murmured, voice low and dangerous. “But your soul…” He stepped forward again, his breath ghosting over her skin. “Your soul still remembers mine… no matter how far you run, Amelia.”Her pulse thundered. His nearness was suffocating. His hot breath brushed against her lips, his scent — pine, musk, and faint traces of cinnamon — filled her lungs, intoxicating her senses. The tension between them wound tighter, coiling like a

Evening had settled, painting the sky in strokes of orange and violet when Cassia finally stepped out of the hospital. The day had been long, draining, and she could still feel the faint ache in her temples. Her car keys dangled between her fingers as she leaned against the hood, glancing around the almost-empty parking lot.She was waiting for Aiden.He had insisted they go to his house together since Tracy was still recovering there. Cassia wanted—needed—to see her best friend. She’d already called Damien earlier, asking him to bring Arthur home from school.Now, she stood there quietly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. The evening breeze brushed against her skin, carrying the faint scent of rain and pine. She adjusted her bag on her shoulder and exhaled, ready to call Aiden again—when she saw him.He was walking toward her, each step purposeful and heavy with something she couldn’t name. The fading sunlight kissed his face, highlighting the sharp lines of his jaw and

The rain had started as a whisper, soft and harmless against the windshield. Now, it poured like fury, drumming against the glass as if the sky itself was grieving.Cassia sat stiffly in the passenger seat, her fingers tightening around her dead phone. She had wanted to call Damien back and tell him she was fine, that she wasn’t alone, but the screen had gone black minutes ago.Her chest rose and fell in frustration as she tucked the phone back into her bag. The sound of thunder made her flinch. She hated storms. She always had.Her gaze flickered toward Aiden, who was focused on the road ahead, his jaw sharp, his eyes hard. Even in the flicker of lightning, he looked effortlessly composed…too calm, too steady. It irritated her, how he could always look unbothered when her world felt like it was collapsing.She turned away, watching the streaks of water racing each other down the window.A flash of light split the sky. The answering thunder made her jump.Aiden noticed. He always did.

“Then you can stay alone then. I’ll be back…” he said, turning to leave.But before he could take a step, she moved quickly and caught his hand.“Please stay!”Her voice cracked, desperate, trembling. Her fingers gripped his wrist tightly as if her touch alone could anchor him. Aiden froze. Slowly, he turned, their eyes locking.Heat rippled through their wet skin. The contact burned despite the cold rain. She swallowed hard and quickly released him, her heart pounding against her chest like a trapped bird.He watched her silently. She was scared, he could see it in her trembling lips, the way her eyes darted toward the sky whenever thunder rolled. He didn’t need her to admit it. He knew her too well.“Amelia…” he said softly.“I’m scared of thunder,” she whispered finally, her voice small. “Please, just stay. I mean… we can wait till the rain stops, then we’ll find a way to reach James.”Her words trembled like the rain sliding down her cheeks.Aiden exhaled heavily, his chest rising