All Chapters of His Discarded Luna, Returns with secret Pups: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Axel stood behind the door he had just shut, his hand slowly reaching up to touch the injury on his neck. His other hand instinctively went to his chest, feeling the erratic beat of his heart. The rhythmic thud echoed in his ears, and he couldn’t shake the unsettling feeling that lingered from the unexpected closeness with Jasmine. “Why is my heart beating so hard?” he wondered aloud, the question hanging in the silence of his closed apartment.While overseeing the renovations at the hospital earlier, the chaotic rearrangement of equipment inadvertently led to an unfortunate incident.Amidst the rearrangement, a ladder had been shifted, and its movement had accidentally scratched Axel’s neck. Engrossed in the hospital matters, he hadn’t even noticed the minor injury until Jasmine pointed it out just moments ago.After ensuring Ethan’s safe arrival home, Axel left for his own residence pulling into the driveway.While driving into the apartment complex’s parking lot, Axel noticed a

The ward was enveloped in a serene silence, and Eva had succumbed to sleep on the comfortable sofa. The only audible presence in the room was the gentle hum of the air conditioning unit, creating a rhythmic ambiance.Amidst this peaceful stillness, her phone broke the quietude with a sudden ring, its sound slicing through the room. Eva stirred on the sofa, eyes still closed, as she fumbled blindly to locate her phone. Finally seizing it, she answered the call.“Hello,” she murmured, her voice still heavy with sleep. It was just past five in the morning, and the world outside was still wrapped in the calmness of dawn Eva recognized Chloe’s soft voice as it permeated through the phone, cutting through the stillness of the early morning.“Did I wake you?” Chloe inquired, her tone carrying a subtle tension and genuine concern.“No, it’s fine. Did something happen?” Eva responded, her senses gradually awakening to the urgency in Chloe’s voice.“I’m really sorry; I shouldn’t be calling

Bella walked down the stairs slowly. Xavier was seated in the car waiting for her impatiently. She trudged slowly getting to the car. It was almost time for the meeting.After her previous nights refusal and today’s attempt, Xavier was bent on attending with her.Her constant refusal was futile.She had gotten ready slowly.She was already dreading the event. The choice of the various packs to remain completely independent and isolated ruling in their own territory had made it easy for her to seamlessly blend into a new one and she had had no issues for years. But now suddenly, they decided to meet!Much later, she finally reached the car. She looked different, almost unrecognizable. A blonde wig adorned her head, accompanied by heavy makeup–none of which was unusual for her. However, what caught Xavier’s attention was the sunglasses she wore.“What’s that for?” he asked.“The glasses?” she questioned, lightly touching them.“Yes,” he replied.“I would rather wear this for tonight

She had Alzheimer’s,” the man admitted his words accompanied with a heavy sigh. The weight of the words settled over Xavier, and he felt a mixture of relief and sorrow. Naomi had died giving to the natural course of her illness; there was no sinister undercurrent to her passing.“As it progressed, we tried to manage it, but it got even worse,” the man continued, a pause accentuating the gravity of the situation.“Is there an issue?” he inquired, his gaze scrutinizing and searching Xavier.“I met her some days ago, she said something that left me puzzled.” Xavier stated leaving out some details.The man sighed as he delved into the complexities of Naomi’s condition. “Knowing her, with how her health was, I don’t think you should take anything she said seriously,” he admitted, a small chuckle escaping him.“She was such a bright and loving person, but as she aged, she tended to have difficulties continuing with conversations and mixed up details,”As he spoke, the man’s eyes held a poi

Nathan studied Jasmine intently, her clear eyes reflecting pure adoration as she gazed up at him. A pang of guilt gnawed at him, overshadowing his demeanor."Jasmine," he called out to her, breaking the moment. Suddenly, he posed a question that cut through the air with an unexpected weight."Do you still have those nightmares?”The Inquiry lingered, causing her to pause, her brows furrowing in "No," she replied, shaking her head. “No memory of your family either?" He probed. Again, she shook her head, and Nathan sighed, looking away. Deciding not to press further at that moment.She held the key to the elusive memories from that night eight years ago, that tragic night. If only she could recall the events, he might finally uncover the truth behind the deaths of his wife andchild. Frustration simmered within him, the inability to make progress in recent weeks weighing heavily on his shoulders made him feel a senseof weariness."Is something wrong?" Jasmine's voice cut through hi