All Chapters of The Broken Luna, Reborn : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Ayla's povThe drive back home felt longer than usual.Rain streaked across the windshield in soft drops. Burling everywhere else except the from shield that was cleared up by the wipers. My fingers tightened around the steering wheel, my knuckles turned pale and my jaw clenched hard, I could still hear the witch's voice echoing in my head. Calm, certain and pressing. ‘the world needs you Ayla’‘You can't outrun this’‘You can't hide from what's coming, Ayla’ My teeth grounded together, “What nonsense!" I hit the wheel, as I shifted the gears and turned into the narrow street that led to my Villa. “She doesn't know what she's talking about" ‘maybe she does’"Oh shut up, what do you know?” I snapped at Nyx I hated the certainty in the witch's voice, how sure she was and how serious she seemed.I pulled into my garage, killed the engine and sat in my car for a moment, my fingers combing through my hair as I let out a heavy sigh. Shit. My pulse thudded in my ears and my head felt

Ayla’s povI returned to my life the next day, going through the front door and smiling for the paparazzis, shielding my eyes from the lights that came from their camera, sitting for the makeup artist in the dressing room, as they got me ready for one of the big interviews of the week. The hair stylists tugged at my curls and the makeup artists blended the foundation on my skin one more time. “Stay calm” I told myself, it was just another regular interview and just another day to act as normal as usual. After preparing me, I excused everyone out and remained back, staring at myself, at how perfect I looked. ‘You’re shaking’ Nyx interrupted my self admiration.“I'm not shaking" I said as I straighten up and gripped the arms of the chair. ‘You are. Stop lying to yourself again’ I sighed.“Really? Lying to myself?" She didn't say anything.“Not today Nyx, I need you calm because we are getting through this interview in one piece" I reached for a wolfsbane does in my bag. "I didn

Ayla's povThe drive to Aiden’s house was quiet. The memory of how uncontrolled I was played in my head like a mix tape. I thought of the wolfsbane and its inability to hold me down and I sighed. My head rested against the cold window, fogging the glass with every breath I made through both my nose and my mouth, watching the way street lights lit up gradually as we drove past them. Aiden's jacket was still draped over my shoulders, it kept me warm from the cold air in the car.I pretended not to notice how frequent Aiden stole glances at me while he drove.How uneasy he was, and that he was subconsciously drumming his fingers on the wheel.He glanced at me again but I kept my eyes out the window, seconds later, I heard him clear his throat. It was the third attempt to say something, but this time, he mustered up and said. “Feeling better?" He asked. I searched my head for honest replies but I couldn't find one, so I whispered instead, loud enough for him to hear. “What are they s

Ayla's povAfter eating we left the restaurant and got into my car. I watched her buckle herself into the passenger seat like she owned it and as soon as she settled in I started the engine and drove out of the parking lot and into the road. Unlike me I stole glances at her but her eyes were fixed on every passing building.Finding the right time, I paused for a few seconds before clearing my throat. “So. I'm gonna take you to my house and um, I'm gonna get you new clothes and every…“I don't need that” she interrupted but I sighed heavily and continued. “I will make arrangements for a new apartment…”“I don't need that either” she interrupted again, making my jaw tick in slight annoyance, “I have a life Ayla. I work at a library and…“Wow. So you do have a job” I interrupted like she did to me, which made her frown slightly before she replied curtly“Freelance job, yes.”I stepped on the brakes when I saw the traffic light turn red, then turned to her “Maybe I should just tell yo

Ayla's povWaking up, I felt a sharp pain surging in my chest but it wasn't Nyx. It was just the realization that I was risking everything I had worked for. I shook off the thought and started preparing to leave for the office. Despite the ritual I still had to fix my social life. After showering, I wore a brown expensive suit, one I didn't bother to check the brand before putting it on, with a Cameron Diaz heels, I took one of my Zara bags and gave myself a light makeover before leaving the house. I got a driver today. If I was going to convince everybody that I was taking better care of myself then I needed a driver. I scrolled through my phone, reading lol the articles about m illness they assume I had. ‘Fashion tycoon isn't all that perfect’ I exhaled then said to the driver who most probably didn't hear me “Take the lane to the back" “Ma’am?" I looked up from my phone to see the front of the office. There was certainly no way I could take the back now. Paparazzis were