All Chapters of The Luna That Survived : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Bianca's Point of View The apartment feels strangely quiet. Quieter than usual. Ethan is spending a few hours with Miss Hannah so I can finally finish decorating his nursery before Christmas, and for the first time in days, I have the entire apartment to myself. I stand in the middle of the nursery with my hands on my hips, slowly looking around the room, deciding what to do first. Most of the furniture is already in place. The crib is sitting against one wall under the mountain mural. The soft sage-green curtains are hanging neatly in front of the windows. A cream-colored rug with tiny woodland animals covers the floor.And the beige rocking chair is in front of the window. The room already feels warmer than it did, but it still doesn't quite feel... Finished.I sigh, shaking my head. "Okay. Let's fix that."I murmur to myself. I kneel down next to one of the unopen boxes from my shopping trip and I carefully begin unpacking everything. A wooden fox. A little bear. A

Bianca's Point of View For a long moment after Scott's lips leave mine, neither of us moves. His forehead rests lightly against mine, his hand wrapped around mine. I can feel his steady breathing, and my my own heart slowly beginning to settle. A smile tugs at my lips and he smiles at me. We stand there smiling at one another until a knock echoes through the apartment. Scott glances toward the front door before looking back at me. "That'll be Ethan." I murmur and my heart skips a beat when Scott's entire face lights up. "Well then... Let's go get our son." He murmurs as he slowly lets go of me, and we make our way to the door. I quickly pull it open and I smile at Ethan's caregiver who is standing there with our little boy balanced comfortably on her hip. The second Ethan sees us, his whole face lights up. He lets out an excited squeal before bouncing enthusiastically. "Hi, sweetheart." I say, smiling at him as I reach out for him, but before I can take

Bianca's Point of View The apartment is quiet when I step into the kitchen the next morning. The sun has only just begun to rise, painting warm streaks of orange across the countertops. I smile to myself as I fill the kettle before reaching for the coffee tin. Somehow, coffee has become my favorite part of the morning. Not because of the coffee itself... But because mornings have become something I actually look forward to. The kettle whistles a few moments later, and I pour the hot water into my mug. The rich smell fills the room just as footsteps echo down the hallway. I glance up. Scott. His hair is still damp from his shower, and he's already dressed in training clothes. The moment he sees me, a smile spreads across his face. "Morning." I smile back. "Morning." He walks over without hesitation. For just a second, I wonder if he'll stop beside me like he usually does. Instead... He leans down and presses a soft kiss against my cheek. "Good morning, beautiful."

Bianca's Point of ViewEthan lets out a happy squeal as I wiggle one of his stuffed animals above his head and I laugh."There it is. I knew you were hiding that smile."I say, smiling down at him. He kicks both of his little legs excitedly before grabbing for the toy with both hands."Aww to bad, you almost had it."I say and Scott chuckles from the couch without taking his eyes off the television."I think you're cheating."He says and I look over at him."I'm not cheating.""You keep moving it."He says and I shrug. "I have to. Otherwise he'll catch it."I say and Scott smiles at me."Exactly."He says and I roll my eyes, making him grin at me.Ethan lets out another happy babble before rolling onto his tummy, determined to reach the toy."There you go. You can do it."I encourage him.Scott lowers the volume on the television and I look at him again. "So... What do you want to do today?"He asks and I pause for a moment."How about..."I hesitate for a second before speaking aga

Scott's Point of ViewThe final whistle echoes across the training grounds."That's enough for today," I call. "Same time tomorrow. Stay sharp."The warriors begin breaking formation, talking among themselves as they head toward the showers.Marcus walks over, tossing his towel over one shoulder."You planning on standing here all day?"I glance over at him."I was thinking about it."He snorts."I'd rather not explain to Bianca why her mate turned into a training dummy."I laugh."Fair point."Marcus glances at his watch."Don't forget.""Forget what?"He stares at me."The Alpha meeting."I blink."...Right."He shakes his head."I knew you were going to forget.""I didn't forget.""You absolutely did.""I remembered before you reminded me."Marcus folds his arms."That's a lie.""It might be."He laughs."Asher sent the meeting link an hour ago.""I know.""You've got twenty-five minutes."I sigh."Guess I'd better shower.""You smell terrible.""I've been training.""I know.""Tha