บททั้งหมดของ Craving His Rejected Luna: You will regret leaving me, Alpha: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Lucian I’ve never been the kind of guy who just falls for a woman. Status, beauty, looks… none of it really gets to me. Especially not the dangerous, unpredictable types. But Lady Maelis? She’s everything a sane man should run from. And yet, I can't. Even now, watching those perfect, slender hands digging a bullet out of my gut, my mind is somewhere else entirely. All I can think about is how divine it would feel to have those same hands wrapped around my cock, giving it a… beautiful job. I’d love to see her expression as I spill all over her pale skin. But it still doesn’t sit right. After everything that’s happened, I can’t help but wonder, maybe I’m just testing her “Do you like… have an interest in me?” “Interest in you?” She repeated my words like she’d just found maggots in her food which made me wonder if I look that bad to her. Then she scoffed, “What gave you that impression? “You’ve been glaring at me like I stole your soul,” I said through gritted teeth.

Maelis's POVMy heart was racing as I walked out of the cabin, my feet moving automatically while I struggled to figure out what the hell was going on with me. The memory of his mouth, the feel of him pressing against me was a frantic noise in my head, drowning out everything else.I didn't even know the direction I was taking; all I knew was I needed to clear my head and find space away from Lucian’s intoxicating scent.But my frantic walk was cut short when I saw a silhouette of someone standing alone in the dark, barely illuminated by the faint light filtering from the main house.I was curious, of course, but mostly, I didn't care.No matter what happens, I can protect myself. Rosa is also there to protect me, so I wasn't scared. I walked closer, intending to investigate, when the darkness resolved itself into the form of Melanie. My heart clenched tight in my chest.It's already too late to go back now, since she already saw me. That would only give her the impressions, or assump

Maelis POVA sharp knock on the door dragged me out of sleep. I let out a wide yawn.Who is it?There was no way for me to tell. So I pushed myself up and walked over to open the door.A young lady stood there, holding a bunch of stuff, and greeted me with a bright smile. “Good morning.”“Good morning,” I replied, looking at the heap of materials in her arms. “How can I help you?”“Beta Melanie asked me to bring this over,” she said. She handed me a couple of things that weren't mine, then finally, my own bag. After that, she took out two cell phones and passed them to me. “She went back to the car this morning to get these for you.”I was actually grateful to Melanie. It was really nice of her to remember our things, including the phones. I took the items from the lady. “Thank you.”She nodded, turned immediately, and walked away from our cabin.I shut the door, and that’s when my eyes caught the figure on the bed. He was still half-naked, his upper body bare, and my face went strai

Maelis “Yours? You let your mate die and you chose a woman who doesn't even know how to look after your daughter. So don’t talk to me about what is yours!” I watched the light drain out of Lucian’s eyes. The raw fury, the possessive rage that had been boiling just a moment ago, completely dissolved, replaced by that unfamiliar look of deep, crushing devastation. His hands, which had been gripping my arms hard enough to bruise, loosened entirely. I took the opportunity instantly as I slipped effortlessly out of his deadened grasp, leaving his arms hanging uselessly in the air. I was walking away, but suddenly stopped when I didn't hear any movement behind me. I turned back to see he stood frozen there, his eyes still dead, staring through the space where I had just been. He’s completely shut down. As much as what he does is not my concern, the fact that Kellan might be arriving any minute and missing him is absolutely not an option. I needed the car and I needed Lucian at

Maelis ‘Wait, was he… crying?’ Rosa’s voice was full of shock. ‘Seriously, what kind of ridiculous soap opera drama is this?’ ‘I don't care,’ I hissed back in my mind. He is crying for Selene. For the life he threw away with his own hands. So yes, he deserves every bit of this suffering because the woman he's shedding those pathetic tears for is dead. I took slow steps toward him. My heels made a quiet, sharp tap, tap on the cold stone floor. I stopped just before I could reach him, letting the heavy, silent air of the rooftop completely soak up his shame. “I don't really know that I'm going to find you here.” “What are you doing here?” He questioned in a rough voice, his face starting to harden again; he was trying so hard to put his strong mask back on, but he failed miserably. “Because I don't wanna turn into a living statue by waiting for you. I mean, you don't actually think I was going to go knocking on every single door on this floor just to find my room, do you?”