Semua Bab Craving His Rejected Luna: You will regret leaving me, Alpha: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Ryan’s POVIt was cold and smelled freaking disgusting in this cell. It was even worse being tied up to a chair, all chained up like an animal.My teeth gnashed hard as I cursed inwardly, pulling uselessly against the heavy chains. I stopped for a second when I heard the sound of footsteps coming nearer.And it was true. Someone was coming.Who else is it going to be? Lucian's beta?I hated seeing that guy. So much that once I got out of here, he would be among the first people I’d deal with.But contrary to my expectations, it's Lucian, looking put together, though wrecked, just not totally as wrecked as I hoped he would be.But then I saw who was behind him.“You did survive after all,” I sneered, throwing my head back for a dry laugh. Then I turned the same attention to Lucian, asking him, “How was the fuck? Didn't I do a great job prepping her? So bad I wasn't the one who got to have the taste.”I expected a reaction from her, tears, screaming, maybe hiding behind him. But she pri

Mira’s POV “Do you have any questions?” I asked with a forced, sugary-sweet smile, silently praying in my heart that none of them did. But then I saw it. One, two, three, four, five... seven hands shot up in the air. Oh, for fuck’s sake! I checked the clock on the wall. I ain't got no time for this shit, at least not today! Are they really so dumb that they not only needed lectures on being “good women of society,” but also on how to “give back” to it? I mean, why the fuck does someone have to give back to society? Who the fuck actually gives back to society? You take from it. That’s how the world works. This is one of the many disadvantages of being Lucian's Luna. I have to stay here and read some boring-ass books to these fools, all while smiling like I’m enjoying every second of it. I grit my teeth, nodding at a young Omega. “Yes, you. Speak.” **** I was heading back inside after finally giving answers to the seven stupid questions when my phone dinged with a text. I pu

Lucian’s POVRight from the moment I could remember, all I knew in the Silverfang pack was being tossed and kicked around. I was not as strong as any of my father's legitimate children; I was the weakest one among them, the runt, the mistake.The only place I ever found solace was her grave. A quiet spot in the deep woods where she was buried.But as if that wasn't enough, one day, that man sat down and thought of what to do with those woods. And all he could think of was profit. He had every tree in there cut down. Then he built it: The Blackwell Terminal. One of the biggest shipping hubs in Washington then.Not even a tombstone was erected for my mom. He simply poured concrete over her memory and built his empire on top of it.So when Selene faced me with such a question, “What exactly is inside that place?” All I could say was the heavy, unspoken truth.“Everything,” I answered roughly, clearing my throat as I pushed back the memories that threatened to choke me. “You think the ter

Lucian’s POVEverything here felt wrong. But the one place I truly cared about was still there.A few years ago after I bought this from Ryan, I’d had the heavy cement around this specific plot of land broken and hauled away. I couldn't bear the thought of her being under all that weight. I’d built a simple grave, a place of peace, and planted wildflowers that somehow managed to survive in the middle of this industrial graveyard.I knelt in the dirt, the silence of the terminal pressing against my ears. For a few seconds, the Alpha of Moonflower was gone. I was just that little boy again, the one who had nowhere else to go. “I came in a hurry, Mother,” I whispered, my hand resting on the cool stone. “I couldn't bring you flowers this time. I’m sorry.”I always talked to her when I was here. It was the only time I felt like someone was actually listening without judging.I remember when I was about to marry Selene. I’d knelt right here and told her, “I found someone, Mother. She's my

Maelis POV“Who the hell is that?” Lucian asked, his voice low with irritation.I merely spared him a glance before turning my back on him. My whole attention was on Melanie.She seemed shaken despite not being the type to look this rattled. But thinking about the fact that the asshole who just left was Justin Harrington, the brother of her high school crush, Oliver, it made sense. Birds of a feather flock together.And I didn't care about the details right now; all I knew was that not even an asshole like Justin deserved to speak about Mel like that.I took her hand, giving it a gentle tug. She looked up at me. She wasn't as shaken as I thought she would be, but her eyes were pretty sad.“Let's get out of here,” I said to Lucian, already pulling Melanie after me toward the exit.We got out of the hospital and headed straight toward the car where Kellan was waiting with the engine running.Mel and I slid into the backseat while Lucian took the passenger seat.“So, what did Marcus say?