All Chapters of Rejected Luna: Awakening Her Silver Wolf: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Darius' POV Her soft, ruddy lips wobbled again before she murmured out, “Good night, Darius.” After saying that, she quickly closed the door, breathing hard enough for me to hear her breathing against it. A minute later, after standing there and staring at the door like I could still see her, I turned around to leave. Alan… it was time to have a little friendly conversation with him. When I closed the door to my office behind me after walking inside, the first person my eyes met was Alan. He was sitting in the corner of the office, docile and quiet, like a child that is waiting to receive his punishment. Demien was there too, reclining in the other chair, opposite my office chair. He swiveled around to face me when he noticed my arrival. He had a grin on his face — obviously unaware of the dense atmosphere. Since when did that start? Well, that will be a discussion for another day. Besides, he'd been a clue

Darius's POV So Damien started, “Who is this woman I heard you are making a fuss about?” He asked, staring intently at me with an interest-filled gaze. “It's…” I swallowed. Glancing away from Damien, I could almost imagine him bursting into uncontrollable laughter the moment he heard what I was going to say. After acting and saying all manner of things about love, I was now turning around and eating my words. “It's about my mate.” I finally managed to say it out loud. Damien's laughter echoed around the hall, that it felt like its sound was even laughing at me. Just great. Exactly what I thought—Damien was indeed a fool. “Isn't it the same mate you had pledged to kill the minute you found her?” he asked, after he calmed down from all that laughter. “So what changed? Did you suddenly change your mind?” He asked, twisting the cork that was already halfway screwed with a soft

Darius's POV I peeked from under the staircase, watching as she stepped outside, while rubbing her eyes and yawning cutely. Did the goddess know what she was doing when she created her, or was she the goddess herself? Her eyes, groggily, looked around until they found mine, and then I could tangibly see how all the grogginess immediately disappeared from her eyes. I looked away. I don't know if it was from embarrassment or something else. Last night, I went to her room to see her when she was sleeping. Maybe for my state of drunkenness, but I have it to thank for otherwise I wouldn't have had the courage to approach her, and I didn't regret ever going to see her. Because how would I be able to sleep without beholding her beauty? “Good morning,” I greeted her. She rubbed her eyes once again. “Good morning,” she greeted me back. Even when it was early, even wh

Darius's POV you guys should argue by yourselves without dragging me along in it. I cut him off before he could protest. I'll need your help when I return. But before that, do what I ask you guys to do. But that's not— I ended the mind link before Damien could continue his protest. I have a lot on my plate right now to argue with them. Demien was a perfect gamma, but everyone had their flaws, and his was his big mouth and an evil spirit of complaint whenever he was assigned a mission. I walked along the path with a heavy sigh, turning right into the garage where my collection of cars gleamed under the blaring sunlight. Among them, a sleek, black car stood out, parked by David, my driver, and the only trusted pack member I could trust to drive me. His driving was always immaculate and ready. Contrasting to the chaotic driving of the two idiots I called my friends. With a quick

Darius's POV she literally dragged me back because my legs practically refused to move. And by the time she managed to drag me back there, my clothes and hair were already wet, and she wasn't mercilessly excluded. She was as wet as I was. She tried to pull me further inside, but I yanked my hand out of hers. Before slumping down on the veranda steps, not looking at her anymore, but the damned cursed rain that had single-handedly destroyed all my plans. Goddess. Was she against this too? Was our relationship doomed? Because if not, then why has there been no sign of reading since this morning? Why? I glanced towards Eleanor when she took her seat beside me on the veranda. What's wrong? She enquired, leaning forward and searching my face. Is it the outing? If that's it, then there's no problem. We can actually go out some other— No! I yelled, my voice going higher than intended. It's