Semua Bab LUNA: Bab 61 - Bab 70

ALEXANDERHe pursed his lips and stayed silent for a full minute. The tension inside the car became unbearable.“Speak up, Chris,” I urged, frustration clear in my voice. I knew he could see it written all over my face.He let out a rueful sigh but still said nothing. That was when I realized trying to start the conversation had been pointless. He wasn’t ready to open up to me.My anger flared even more. I pushed open the car door, got out, and stormed into the house. I went straight to the shower, washed up, and changed.When it was time for dinner, I refused to come out. I had no desire to share a meal with my so-called husband. He was there in name only—emotionally absent, shut away in a world he wouldn’t let me into.As I lay on my bed, I heard his footsteps approaching my door. Quickly, I buried my face in my pillow.The door creaked open. I could feel his gaze resting on me. It lingered for a long moment before he finally spoke.“I’ll be going out. Don’t forget to have your dinn

ALEXANDERChris didn’t say a word even after we were done with dinner. He simply returned to his room. I stood outside his door, hesitating. After a while, I finally made up my mind and knocked.His deep voice came from behind the door. “Come in.”I reached for the doorknob and twisted it before stepping inside. I saw him lying on the bed.I was surprised. It was the first time I had seen Chris sleeping. Usually, by that time, he would be getting ready to head into the city. But now, he was on the bed, trying to get some rest.“Since you’re sleeping, carry on. I’ll just go—”I was still speaking when he interrupted me.“Come here.”I lifted my brows in surprise. After hesitating for a moment, I finally walked over and climbed onto the bed beside him. He pulled me into his arms, holding me tightly before pressing a kiss to my hair.Neither of us said a word.I let out a breath of relief. For the past few days, I had missed being in my man’s arms. Now, my wish had finally come true.I d

ALEXANDERChris’s lips curled, but he didn’t say anything. Knowing Chris, the less he spoke, the angrier he was.I poured him a drink, and he sipped quietly. I had no idea what he was thinking, and I decided not to bother him. Instead, I went back to serving the customers who called for me.He left without a word. Watching his retreating back, I sighed in regret. I shouldn’t have let him find out about it.At dusk, he came to drive me home. On the way, he said, “Damon has lost the pack. He’s badly wounded, and he’s on his way to the city while being hunted.”A sharp pain stabbed through my heart. That was when I realized that no matter how much I hated Damon, he was still my mate, and there would always be a place for him in my heart.I pressed my lips together and looked out the window. The drive home was silent, and Chris didn’t disturb me. When the car rolled to a stop, he said, “I’ve sent some of my men to help him. You can go inside. I’ll be heading back to the city.”I looked at

ALEXANDERHe looked at me guiltily. That was all I needed to know—Peter hadn’t been lying.“Alex, I—” Chris began.I didn’t let him finish. “Was he telling the truth?” I shouted.Chris took a deep breath and met my eyes. Then, slowly, he said, “Can you sit down so we can talk?”My heart shattered into a million pieces. A sharp pain stabbed through my chest, but I forced myself to speak.“All this time, I thought you loved me. I thought you were different from the others. I thought your care and concern were genuine. I believed you didn’t care about my looks, but I was too naive—too foolish to see the truth. You only cared because I was useful to you. You didn’t mind my appearance because you never planned to let anyone see me. You were hiding me, afraid the world would laugh at you for marrying someone like me. The last time you took me to the pack, it wasn’t because I was strong enough. It was because I’d become a little more presentable. How stupid I was not to realize it sooner. Lo

ALEXANDERI looked at him and said, word by word, “You came into my room, forced me out of my bed, and now you’re saying we should stop fighting? Who exactly is fighting whom, Chris?”Chris held my gaze for a moment before sighing and releasing my arm. He sat on the bed and buried his face in his hands, his shoulders slumping as though the weight on them had finally become too much. He looked exhausted.When he finally raised his head, I noticed the strain in his eyes and the weariness etched into his face. He looked at me helplessly and said, “I was wrong. I shouldn’t have done all that to you. I shouldn’t have let you hear the truth from other people. I should have told you everything myself. But the more I tried to tell you, the harder it became. It was a difficult decision, and it was eating me up inside. I just couldn’t bring myself to look you in the eyes and tell you the truth—that I wanted you because you could make me stronger. How could I say that to your face?”I lay back o