บททั้งหมดของ Reborn of the Betrayed Luna: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Melody was stretched out on the couch, her book lying in front of her but her thoughts elsewhere, when her father burst into the room. His muscles were taut, bulging against the material of his shirt, an unmistakable sign that something was wrong."Why are you in a bad mood today?" I asked, interest piqued.“You wouldn’t believe what the Luna Queen asked of me,” he spat, his voice laced with frustration. “That Alpha Leo may have asked her sister to send this letter to me.” He flung an envelope onto the table, the paper crumpling slightly upon impact.I grasped it, my heart pounding as I pulled out a previously crumpled letter from the Luna Queen. The note was brief and to the point: she wished to unite our families with Alpha Leo. He was suggesting that I mate with James, Alpha Leo's son. Leo was the Luna Queen's sole brother.I wadded the letter up in my hand, fury and desperation churning inside me. My father's life was threatened once more because of me. Was I really so much of a w

"Melody!"Jay's bellow ripped the air like a shot, causing gasps from the audience. The world around me disintegrated as my body was slammed back, and before the darkness closed over my head, I squeezed one eye open—just enough to catch him in motion.It was probably instinct. Samantha was still leaning against him, hanging like a vine. But at the moment, Jay didn't give it a thought. He shoved forward, and with his aggressive movement, Samantha lost her center of balance. Without her wall of support, she stumbled about, arms waving. But it was too late already—Jay's concentration was on me."Perse, are you alright?!" he cried out, his voice shaking as he engulfed me in his arms, holding me as if I were something delicate."I… I am not," I breathed softly, my voice reed-like and shattered.As I talked, my gaze darted to Samantha, now on the floor, dazed and disarrayed. Her hands scraped, her hair in disarray. I could feel the edges of my lips curl, but I bit them to suppress the smile

It was a chilly evening, a week since the blowout with Samantha. I sat by the window with a glass of orange juice in my hand, going through the glossy pages of a fashion magazine idly, when a scream pierced the still air. Not any scream—Jay's scream.It wasn't anger. It wasn't pain. It was raw, visceral despair. There was something about it that exhilarated me, like the thin, sweet aroma of vengeance on the breeze. I had no idea what had occurred yet, but whatever it was had apparently shattered his perfectly constructed world.I knew Jay had once bragged about an investment opportunity — something "low-risk, high-reward." A man with slick charm and golden promises had told him that if he invested now, his money would double in three months. Triple, even. Jay, being the opportunist, had sunk a fortune without hesitation. But, as all cons do, the man disappeared. The company said the perpetrator worked alone and was now somewhere in the wind. They could only provide a ten percent refun

Don POVRain pattered against my office windows, a light, insistent beat that was a far cry from the tempest brewing inside me. Every drop was a solitary drumbeat in the stillness, a light percussion on the glass that only served to increase my restlessness. The acrimonious meeting with my southern allies had just concluded, leaving in its wake a bitter taste of hidden threats and unspoken animosity. Their grins had been a pretense, their responses studied—but I sensed the undertow of suspicion rippling just below the surface. I sat back in my chair, attempting to soothe the simmering restlessness beneath my skin. The flash of lightning in the distance temporarily lit up the shadows gathering in the corners of the room. I was still in a daze, reliving each word, each look from the meeting, when the door creaked open by a fraction.My Beta entered. "Alpha," he said, voice low."She's back," he said. "Melody."My chest constricted."Does she have anything with her?" I asked, attempting to

Jay's POVI got an uneasy feeling in my stomach when Melody informed me that she was off to see her father's pack. Something did not feel right. Perhaps it was the way she skirted my eyes or the lilt in her tone. Whatever it was, I could not brush it off. So I tailed her. But she did not go to see her father's pack in the least. She didn't go that way, though. She chose a different course of action -- one that went straight to Alpha Don Carter's shopping mall. My heart started pounding. What was she doing there? Was she meeting someone? Purchasing something? Or was it something more -- something clandestine? I left my car at a safe distance and waited. I did not go to her. I merely observed. She remained within the mall for almost an hour. When she finally emerged, something in her posture indicated that she was tense. On edge. She glanced over her shoulder as she walked to her car, which only made me more concerned. I tailed her once more, keeping my distance. That's when it occurred