The cheated Luna returns. のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

Grace's POV. Rhyder followed the same path back across my face and down the curve of my neck. He took my breast into his warm, moist mouth while cupping the other in his hand. He twisted my aching peak between his fingers as he sucked and nibbled on the other.I arched my back and he slid his thigh between my legs. I clenched my legs around him, fisting my hands into his hair again. He didn't pull away...Instead, he pushed his pelvis into me and slid his hand down and over my waist, keeping my other breast firmly within the confines of his mouth. His hand found its way in-between my legs.I moaned when his skin brushed against my soaking folds.I could feel him smiling against my breast.He let his fingers slip inside me and pulled them out again slowly. He paused them at my entrance for a second before plunging them inside again as he sucked even harder on my peak.I threw my head back as he repeated the action over and over again - he teased me every time he pulled his fingers ou

Grace's POV."What about this one, mommy?"Tate ran toward me, carefully carrying a single flower in his hand.He stopped only an inch or so away from me, his little chest rising and falling rapidly with excited breath.I leaned down, taking the flower from him to examine it.It was a beautiful, delicate yellow flower with a faint, sweet smell."It's perfect, baby. I think it'll look great with all the others."He watched me intently as I added it to the thick bouquette that I was holding in my other hand."Do you think she'll like it?""I think she's going to love it, baby. And, you know what else?"His eyes widened."What, mommy?"I pinched his little nose."I bet that it's going to be her favorite present."He scrunched up his nose, slightly pulling away from me."Really?""Really, really."I winked at him.His face split into a grin, looking very pleased with himself."I'm going to get some more, mommy!"He turned on his heel and was already a few feet away from me again before I

Grace's POV.I woke with a start, a strong pungent smell assualting my senses, burning the back of my throat and making my eyes water.The setting sun filtered through slits and chips in the walls. When I tried to lift my hand to shield my eyes from the penatrating light, it caught mid-way and I realized that I was bound.I yanked my other hand up only to realize that it too was bound.I followed the length of the rusted chains - they were locked around an old water heater.I pulled with all my might, but the chains wouldn't budge.I scanned my surroundings, looking for something that I could use to set myself free - trying to find a way out.The room was small and despite the warm light filtering through, it felt musty and cold. It was mostly empty save for a rickety wooden table and a single chair in the far corner, a tiny rusted stove with a dented kettle on top of it, and a weathered iron bed in the opposite corner with a flimsy blanket rumpled on top of it.The single window was

Rhyder's POV. I leaned down to pick up the bouquette of flowers that Grace and Tate had been making for her mother's birthday. It was ruined: the flowers were all trampled, the delicate petals crushed and soiled. Some of the leaves still clung to the broken stems. "She has to be around here somewhere, Alpha..." Jackson's anxious voice pulled me back to reality. I blinked a few times and let the ruined bouquette slip from my hand and fall to the ground. "It's not possible for her to have just disappeared without a trace." I turned to look at him. His expression was strained, his shoulders and back rigid, and a dark shadow hung across his face. He had his hands balled into fists by his sides - his knuckles had turned white. "She hasn't..." Even to my ears my voice sounded strangely calm. It didn't reflect what I was feeling on the inside. The truth was that I was losing my mind: my chest felt painfully constricted, it felt like I could hear my own blood coarsing through my vein

Grace's POV.A few months later:"She's absolutely perfect, Grace."Rhyder's eyes brimmed with tears as he held our daughter in his arms.She in turn, stared up at him with big, round eyes.My heart grew so much that it felt like my chest would rip open and it would burst out."She is..."I smiled at them as he held her tiny little hand between his fingers.He was completely in love with her already."What are we going to name her?"He spoke to me without taking his eyes off of her."I was thinking that we could call her... Hope."He finally looked at me. He had a gentle softness in his eyes and the curves of his face."Hope..."He tested the sound of it on his lips. The corners of his mouth twisted up."I love it... it suits her perfectly.""Is it my turn to hold her now, daddy?"Tate looked up at Rhyder with hopeful eyes. Rhyder looked over at me, waiting for my consent.I nodded my head with a happy, but tired smile."Sure it is, Tate. I think Hope will be very happy to finally mee