Lahat ng Kabanata ng THEIR UNMATED WARRIOR LUNA : Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

Cassien’s POV It has been a couple of years since we took over. The war took our parents and at the same time we had to step up. It wasn’t a simple task. Calming the storm and letting it remain so. I knew it wasn’t going to be that easy. But…I focused on too little. I thought if we focused on what was important then every other thing would fall into place. Unfortunately, someone saw through that and used it to their advantage. I try to tell myself it was a war. There was no way we could account for all bodies. Our parents' bodies were almost not found if we didn’t persevere. Most families were gone. There was no one to make a report for missing bodies. We noticed the drastic reduction but… It almost felt like I could have prevented whatever was coming. My finger circled my filled glass. I haven’t had a wink of sleep since last night. The door to my office pushed open. I didn’t have to spin around from my chair to know who it was. But he smelt different. Not of dirt or the anno

Kaelen’s POVThe heavy iron latch clicked and Hazel pushed the door open. Three rogues jumped forward but Hazel was fast. Her strike was merciless over their chest and in one sweep she slit their throats. They dropped to the ground with a thud.“Set them ablaze,” I said.She gave me a quick nod. I didn’t wait a minute longer. I ran past the door and out into the compound. Right into a nightmare.It was a mess. Blood covered the ground mixing with mud and bodies of both rogues and soldiers. Wounded soldiers were more than I could count but they were still standing. Still fighting.I looked around and spotted Sterling. Using two swords, he easily took down four rogues in just two quick strikes. Not far away, Cassien was moving fast, his blade flashing as he fought. Riven fought with wild energy. Asher was covered in blood, ripping their heads off their shoulders as he moved.Every body that reached the

Kaelen’s POVThe door creaked open behind me.I stayed on my knees, the back of my palms pressed on my thighs. I was coated. Covered in blood. In George’s and Hazel’s blood. All energy was drained out of me. I didn’t have the strength to look at who walked in.A towel was brought from the side. I raised my eyes to Lenal. “You should clean up,” he said.I dropped my head, ignoring the towel to my face. “You knew didn’t you? You should have told me.”He sighed, taking the towel back. “I did.”“You tried to stop me!” I yelled, but my voice dropped the next second. “You didn’t tell me they were going to die. You should have told me they were going to die. I would not have.”I would not have.“I would not have,” I muttered. “I would have stayed back.”“Isn’t it too late for regrets?”He walked over to the bed, tossing the towel to a side. I raised my

Ashton’s POVThe mansion has been quiet for days. Those deaths were unexpected, especially in the way they did. We made plans to reduce the casualties, draw out the mole and move to the next step but we could not have expected that.Kaelen has been quiet. We’ve not seen her out of her room. She has even refused to see any of my brothers. Sometimes I wanted to dismiss it but I knew who those people were to her. Especially that maid of hers.She was hiding behind her and now that she was gone, her entire resolve seemed to have crumbled. I lost someone before— people. No matter how strong a person might be, losing the one thing that holds them together was torture.And some how in all of this, I was at fault.“Alpha.”I glanced at the man who stepped closer with caution. Eric was my beta. I personally picked him myself. It’s been over ten years and I could say I knew him like the back of my hand but yet this was the first time he looked at me with caution.“I didn’t call for you.” I look

Kaelen’s POVMy face scruched up the moment the liquid touched my tongue. I couldn’t take more. I placed it back on the tray on the bedside table and looked the other way. “That’s not going to help you.”Sterling’s voice made me glance at it. I let out a sigh. “That tastes like the afterlife,” I said, still disgusted by the taste on my tongue.He took a seat by the bed, handing me some candy. “If you don’t take it, you might actually get to know what the real afterlife tastes like,” he said.“A simple cold should not need me to ruin my tongue.”“Not if that cold made you spit out blood. Uncle Jeeves put a lot of effort into that medicine, if he finds out you didn’t take it, he’ll make it worse.”A shiver ran through my spine. Jeeves homemade medicines worked quite well but the tastes were always out of this world. Throw up one and be ready for the next badge of hell. I went for the cup and emptied the glass.Quickly, I opened up one of the candies, tossing it into my mouth. “I’m not t