All Chapters of Craving His Rejected Luna: You will regret leaving me, Alpha: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Mira POV “Oops, the heck was I expecting from someone who just walked out of another man's dick?” she said, and bitch’s words hit me with the force of an exploding shell. How did she know? Was it that obvious? I had intended on getting back to my room to freshen up quickly since all the Alpha's have been grouped for a meeting and I expect them to be there already, I just never expected to run into her of all people on this floor. But I hadn't actually expected her to outrightly say something like that! Even with that arrogance in her voice! How dare she mock me! I jumped on her the next second without thinking, fueled by pure, blinding, toxic rage wanting to rip the bitch apart. I just never expected my hand to knock her mask off. It landed with a sharp clank on the ground, and her long dark hair rolled down immediately, covering half her face. But before I could fully register her features, her damn dog was already grabbing her head and hugging her tight to his chest to

Lucian The bastard wouldn't leave the car for a second. He was acting like a hawk watching over an egg, which was absolutely absurd! I’d come outside to check the car so many times that I've already lost count. Still, she wasn't coming out yet, and he was still standing guard there! My whole mood couldn't have been any foul. I stripped off my shirt and trousers, needing to wash away the day's frustration. I stepped into the bathroom, throwing the cold shower on my head and staying there until my skin felt numb. I stepped out, dried myself off roughly, and threw on a simple grey bathrobe. But instincts, hot and feverish, came strong at me. I found myself walking to the balcony door, compelled to check. And there she was, awake and pulling Anna into a tight hug. Then I hadn't expected her to lock eyes with me. It was instantaneous, magnetic, just as it has always been. But this time, the familiar pull was laced with an overwhelming, physical compulsion, a predatory ne

Mira I was pacing my room, still reeling from the chaos of the past twenty-four hours, when my phone dinged with a message on the table. I walked over and snatched it up. But seeing the notification on the screen I couldn't help but gasp, considering the facts that I hadn’t expected a reply, especially not from this encrypted, untraceable source I had contacted yesterday. I opened the attachment regardless. Scrolling over the information with bated breath to see it actually contained the data I asked for, But as I scrolled through the carefully compiled records, my hand started to shake as I read everything. And it was just like I suspected, I didn't see it wrong back at the hotel hallway! Maelis didn't exist until three years ago. Three years. That number crashed into my consciousness, instantly connecting with the gaping hole in Lucian’s life. It was no wonder the bitch knew too much. It was no wonder she had been so quick to shield her face with that ridiculous mask.

Maelis “Long time no see, ex-mate,” I said in a voice I hadn't used in three years, aiming the black gun directly at the center of his chest. I watched the color drain from his face. The anger, the arrogance, everything evaporated in an instant as he looked like he'd just seen a ghost. And maybe that's right. “Selene…?” he whispered, taking a step forward, his eyes searching my face desperately. “No… this is not possible,” he muttered, battling with himself. He stared at me, shaking his head. “You’re not real. You’re dead. I buried you.” “You did?” I flashed a sharp, humorless smile. “I buried you,” he repeated, his voice trembling. He looked like he was trying to convince himself more than me. “I held your body.” “Bury me, yes. Or maybe you buried a fake body arranged to fool you.” I tilted my head, enjoying the torture in his eyes. “But don't you think this is particularly funny, for the fact that you, who was always jumping on me, claiming it was Selene under the ma

Lucian “It's her... it's really Sel... ” Nate, rumbled slowly within me but I wasn't in the right state of mind to process that he was speaking again, despite having gone silent for the past few days.“If it wasn’t you that night, who was it then?”She asked the question, looking just as confused as I was.I took a step closer to her first. Then another.Even though we had figures hunting us in the woods, and the fact that she had just stolen my most important documents, I couldn't have cared less. All I could think of was that she was really here. She was really the one.My fingers were trembling as I reached out, needing to touch her face, to feel her warmth, to be completely sure she was real and not another hallucination born of my regret.And dammit, I was already in front of her before I knew it, doing exactly what I thought.My fingertips brushed against her skin.Slap!She slapped my hand away instantly, her eyes flashing with defensive fire.But I didn't stop. I couldn't st