All Chapters of THEIR UNMATED WARRIOR LUNA : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Kaelen's POVMy chest tightened, my breath grew louder, raspy and forced, but my legs kept going. Sweat dripped down my face, blocking my sight. I swiped it off with the back of my palm without stopping.My ears picked up the arrow approaching, and I ducked beside a tree. With just an inch, the arrow flew past me. I bent over, hands on my knees to catch my breath, my body slowly trying to give out on me. “Luna,” George called, running over.“Are you okay?” he asked, concerned. “I think we should head back. Your body can't take more.”I raised my head, trying to speak, but my breath hung in my throat. George was my trusted guard. Every day, he seemed closer to me than Merrick.“I can…” my voice died down before I could finish my sentence.“No more, Luna. Pushing your body would not bring him back,” he said, but dropped his head. “I spoke out of turn. I apologize, Luna,”I waved my hand, standing upright. “It's okay,”He was right, anyway. My child would not return, no matter how much I

Kaelen's POV As though the moon goddess heard me, thunder roared, followed my lightning. I stood on the porch, staring out at the now pouring sky. Hazel wrapped the cloth around my hand to stop the bleeding.She sniffled, unable to contain her emotions, but she didn't need to around me. I placed her hand on her chest. “I'm fine,” I said softly.Hazel nodded, wiping her face with the back of her hand, but more tears flowed. “I'll divorce him. Contact Linda to prepare the divorce papers,” I said.Just as she was about to leave, I stopped her, holding her arm. I stared at the pouring sky for a moment. “Call General Sterling,” I told her.Once she was out of sight, I staggered forward. I felt dizzy. It could be the blood loss or my broken trust and the world weighing down on me, but I could do nothing about it.Goosebumps spread across my skin as the cold touch of the rain met my skin. A laugh erupted from my lungs as I twirled, my hands spread. My heart bled, and hot tears came down my

Kaelen's POVI stayed in the hospital for a week. I felt remotely better after staying bedridden for five days and ready to be discharged, but Sterling wished I stayed longer. He opened the door of his car for me. Hazel and I stepped in. We rode in silence until we got to his mansion by nightfall. It was no different from what I remembered: tall, peach paint and the giant statue of a warrior at the centre of the land.My uncle loved this home. Sterling had managed to keep it standing all these years. “Welcome home, General,” the servants chorused, welcoming us at the door.Sterling passed his coat to one of them, while Hazel helped with mine. “I'll show you to your room,” Sterling volunteered.He led me down the hall and I paused at the painting of my uncle and his wife hung on the wall in the hallway. They looked lovely. Beside them was a picture of us all as a family. I could still remember when we took it.Peaceful, calm, beautiful.Until we dropped one after the other.“This is i