บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha’s Dead Luna: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

EMILY "Where the hell have you been!"I didn't exactly mean to shout. But I had begun to think that Ella was right, that he had deserted me right after making out with me, as the sun rose and rose with no sign of his return. And with the soaring heat, my temper rose as well.No gentleman would leave me e alone all day like this, virtually abandoning me, without even a note as to his intentions. Without even a personal note, for me. But then, he wasn't a gentleman, was he? He wasn't from the circle of noble people, he wasn't anything at all like the men I crushed on. He was a tramp, and I shouldn't be forgetting it. The hotter it got and the longer I waited, the more I remembered his rudeness and insolence. "Where have you been all these while!"''None of your business."I recoiled.Ella sat complacently, watching us. Julian walked straight and started packing my bags. "Don't you get exhausted from talking this much? I was only gone for a day, or are you that jobless?"I froze at the

EMILYNever had I seen such a welcome sight. We were finally back to the mansion and to my surprise Alessandro's grand parents were there with few of his cousins."Didn't expect this," Julian muttered.We were walking in a straight line, Julian in the lead, I and Ella walking double. The terrain had changed, the parched plains giving way to rocky hills, more green than brown, the trees larger and lusher now. They were passing the first of Paradise's outlying whitewashed homes, most of which were surrounded by white picket fences with roses creeping up to gaily painted mailboxes. Ahead, the road turned in to the town's wide, dusty main street, appropriately called Alessandro's Avenue.I sought out a soiled handkerchief with one hand, made a sound of dismay at the sight of its wretched state, then used one tip to blot my face. What I wouldn't give for just a few of my creams and powders! I tried to arrange my hair single-handedly, realizing this was a far cry from my fantasy of a grand

EMILY "Lily, are you all right, dear?" Augustine asked.We were sitting in the smaller of the house's two living rooms, the cozy one with the walls papered in a multicolored tree-of-life design, the furniture plush and deeply upholstered in gold and forest green, the carpets thick underfoot.We were waiting for Marcus before going in to dine.I had been very quiet ever since leaving Julian that afternoon. I attempted a smile and a nod. "Yes, ma'am, just worn out, I guess."I hope it's not the morning sickness."I didn't answer, I was too immersed in my thoughts. Why was that no-good drifter still in town? What was he up to? The sooner he left, the better for me in all respects! I wanted to forget what had happened, desperately, and if he remained, there was always the chance of someone finding out the truth!I must, at all costs, prevent this. I could afford to gather another enemy when my previous life ended in a mess. I was still trying to remember what had happened before I got sh

EMILY On my way back to the mansion, I felt like I was wearing my shame on my skin.The car windows were slightly tinted, but I still turned my face toward the glass as though the passing trees could judge me. My reflection stared back at me.Shameless.I pressed my palm against my mouth as if I could wipe the memory away. Ella sat beside me and didn't say a word the entire trip, I was also too ashamed of myself to face her.“What were you thinking?” I whispered to myself.Julian’s voice echoed in my head. The way he had said my name on that night. The way I had melted against him like I had been waiting my whole life for someone to hold me like they wanted me.And yet I had let him.I closed my eyes and leaned back against the leather seat. The car smelled faintly of Alessandro’s cologne. And that sort of made me unease.“I’m pathetic,” I muttered under my breath.I wasn’t some naïve girl. I knew the rules. I knew the deal. Alessandro didn’t marry me for love. He told told me strict

JULIANFirst I felt the pain.There was the ungodly throbbing of my eye and jaw, and the side of his head seemed to be shattered completely. I heard voices.Lots of them, but they sounded far away, like they belonged to another part of the earth and were unreal.The pain absorbed me. My head swam. I felt like throwing up.The voices became louder and began to sound as if they belonged to a part of this earth. I became aware of the hard ground beneath me, and the hot sun beating down upon my face and body. I felt sticky liquid on my face, and when I licked the inside of my lips, I tasted blood."He started it, sir," someone was saying. "The man started it, I seen the whole thing!""Yeah, he attacked old Red here! He is crazy, maybe he's a lycan!""Calm down," an authoritative voice said. "You guys should put him in the wagon."I fought to regain consciousness as I felt myself being lifted carefully. I tried to protest. I felt panic. I was helpless, and I knew what kind of justice awa