All Chapters of The Luna He Can’t Have: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Daynes POV “Wayne, I’m not sure this is the best idea.”Dayne didn’t pause as he continued to stuff clothes into a duffel bag. In went a couple of t-shirts and jeans, and that was all he needed. Mostly, he filled the bag with clothes for Talis. He’d started with the underwear drawer and had spent far too long imagining her both in and out of them.Then he’d spent an equal amount of time appreciating how Talis didn’t wear bras, since it seemed Savannah had bought her ones that were too small. Not that Dayne was complaining. Her breasts were incredible, beautiful with kissable rosy pink nipples. They were much larger than her slender frame suggested, and she was very sensitive to his touching them.When he’d stroked them and taken them into his mouth in the bathroom, within seconds she’d been clutching at him and making the hungriest sounds he’d ever heard anyone make. So, all his plans on going slow, on taking his time and exploring every inch of her with his mouth had gone right out

Dayne’s POV Dayne had the worst night of sleep he’d ever had in his life. It came close to equaling the night he’d found the bodies of his family and had dealt with the alpha who’d killed them. Then as he’d fought to banish the faces of his family, he’d struggled with the knowledge he would never hear his sister’s laughter, or them making fun of him about his obsession with a girl he’d only caught sight of for a second. But with Talis missing, somehow it was even worse. Or the not knowing was worse. The things his mind cooked up made sleep impossible. Her uncle could be doing anything to her. Things were so bad he doubted she would ever tell him. He hadn’t missed the desperation in her eyes as she did everything she could to avoid having to talk about Glynn Merrick. Which meant it was bad. Dayne was getting the feeling it was much worse than even the things that’d kept him up most of the night. The worst thing was they were still in Harbin. They should’ve been in Dawley already,

Dayne's POV They’d made the drive from Hardin down to their rented house on the edge of Dawley National Forest in half the time it’d taken Dayne to drive Talis from Dawley weeks before.It had helped that they’d left early and hadn’t had to deal with any traffic for the most part. So, after jotting down a quick note Dayne had pressed into Marshall’s hands and told him to get it delivered as soon as possible, they’d hopped into his truck, Dean’s car, and Luka’s car, and were on their way. Jenna had surprised him with her determination to join them, but after the package they’d just received, there was no way he was letting his submissive anywhere near Glynn Merrick. The agent who’d met them had been at pains to tell them the home was one of the nicer ones in the area. Closer to a mansion with its nine bedrooms, eleven bathrooms, and multiple reception rooms. They were, he was eager to point out, extremely lucky to be staying in a property that backed up to the National Forest. Dayne

Dayne's POV Dayne knew if he didn’t start getting more sleep, sooner rather than later it was going to get him in trouble. But saying and doing were two different things, and once again the ghosts of his family and the fear Talis would join them had haunted his dreams, making sleep almost impossible.Although Luka had given him a long look when he’d offered to drive into Dawley that morning, he’d chosen not to comment on the obvious signs Dayne hadn’t been sleeping. Still, after sighing at his beta’s thoughtful expression, Dayne had tossed him the car keys and told him he could drive, to Luka’s obvious relief. He hadn’t thought he looked that tired. Dayne planned to get all the information they could from whichever Merrick pack member was unlucky enough to fall into his hands. Once they had some idea of what they’d be walking into, depending on the information they received, Dayne wanted to be ready to move that night. Glynn Merrick would receive the response to the package he’d s

Tali's POV “Where the fuck is Keith?”Upstairs, in my room, I glance at the locked door from my bed at the sound of Uncle Glynn’s snarl. The level of gratitude I’m feeling right now toward Maria for suggesting I come up and lie down after we’d cleaned the floors is unreal. When some of the others started complaining, she just shrugged and said alpha had told her to make sure I was locked away. Of course, none of them were going to risk accusing Maria of lying in case she wasn’t, and Uncle Glynn found out they were questioning his orders behind his back. So, after giving me a dark look, and Maria a long suspicious one, they returned to the football match they’d been watching in the den. But after we got upstairs, she quietly murmured I should lie down since I looked terrible, and she’d bring up some fruit and crackers. I could have kissed her.Although a couple of hours have passed and I’ve slept for an hour, I wasn’t able to eat any of the fruit, and only one of the crackers she sn