All Chapters of Pursuing My Rejected Luna: Chapter 141 - Chapter 149

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Chapter 139

SkyeNicolai stands and undresses for me, exposing every hard earned muscle and well-defined line. He’s sexy as fuck and it takes effort not to drool. Then he finally tosses his boxers aside and my mouth is watering all over again. His cock is stunning, long and thick and ridged with veins. He watches me staring and a pearly bead of cum forms at the tip under the heat of my gaze. Suddenly, tasting him is the only thing I want more than to feel him inside me. I’m up and reaching for him before I even decide to move but he knocks my hand away. “Next time.” He grunts like he’s barely holding on himself. “This time is all about you.”He climbs up the bed, stretching the full length of his body on top of mine, his hard length nestled perfectly between my thighs. And kisses me until I forget my own name. Then, just when I’ve worked myself to another peak from grinding frantically against his cock, he flips us and lifts me to straddle him.“Ride me.” He demands. “I want to watch your glorio

Chapter 140

NicolaiLast night, Skye and I both said things we can’t take back, not without a serious discussion. She said Jaxon should move in. I’m still shaking my head, wondering what the actual fuck about that one. But then again, I said I wanted her to break the bond with Jaxon. I’m sure she feels the same way about that. But as soon as the words were out of our mouths, we looked at each other in the dark for a long moment before Skye said, "We're not going to do this right tonight." Not a question. An assessment. "We're both too tired and too—" she gestured at the general state of both of us, post-intimacy, both completely naked, a tangle of limbs, completely blissed out. "Tomorrow.""Tomorrow," I agreed immediately, always willing to give her what she needs but knowing we can’t put off that discussion forever.She fell asleep within minutes, almost like speaking the words allowed her to set down the weight of them. But I stayed awake somewhat longer, unable to turn off my mind until the ea

Chapter 141

NicolaiSkye takes Benji for his morning routine while I head to the kitchen to start on breakfast. That’s where Dimitri finds me, already dressed and ready for the day and that damn cheerful grin of his plastered on his face.He reads my face over coffee with the accuracy fifteen years of friendship provides. His expression does the thing it does when he's arrived at a conclusion. "About damn time," he crows."Good morning to you too." I grunt in reply. "How is she?""Good." I think about the specific quality of her sleeping. The exhale when I agreed about Jaxon. The morning light. "Real.""You're sure?"I look him in the eye and answer earnestly, "I have never been more sure of anything."Dimitri nods. Drinks his coffee. Then, because he's been building toward it: "The bond.""I know, Dimitri." I know he’s just looking out for me but sometimes he takes it too far. "She needs to decide about it. Soon." He sets his cup down. "Not because you need the security—I know you don't. But be

Chapter 142

JaxonI know within thirty seconds of walking through the front door of the Woolf estate. I'm a wolf. I can't not know.Skye carries Nicolai's scent differently—not the layering that happens from proximity and shared space, not the ambient mixing of two people in the same house. Deeper than that. The specific intermixing that happens when people have been fully intimate, repeatedly, over time. The kind of scent signature that means something has changed categorically, not just incrementally.I know, because despite the distance I created between us, Skye and I were still intimate. Sex in the name duty, of creating an heir, because I could never let myself admit it was so much more. So I know, because she carries his scent the way she used to carry mine. And Nicolai—His behavior has always been protective. Always contained that particular quality of a man who has made a decision about what matters to him and arranged everything else around it. But something is quieter now. More settle

Chapter 143

Jaxon I give myself exactly twenty minutes to completely lose my shit, internally. Then I get up. I wash my face in the bathroom—more luxurious than any bathroom I’ve ever been in, I notice distantly—and go back to the main house to find my son.Benji is awake, as it happens, and is vehemently and loudly protesting his current circumstances. Skye is with him, normally the exact person who can settle him but having no luck this time. She looks up when I come in, reads something in my face, and hands him to me without asking.I take him. Hold him close enough to feel his warmth, his weight, the way he settles against my chest with the ease of someone who has decided this is acceptable. I feel Skye’s gaze burning a hole in me but I don’t acknowledge it. I’m not strong enough for that yet. Instead, I focus on our son. He grabs my collar and investigates."I know," I tell him. "It's a lot."He doesn't confirm or deny. Just continues investigating. Skye is quiet across the room but I still

Chapter 144

SkyeDimitri wanders in while I’m working in the office. He has something on his mind but hasn’t figured out how to open the conversation. I know this by the way he shifts his weight from foot to foot and shuffles papers around without really looking at them.“Spit it out.” I tell him without looking up from the report I’m reading. “What makes you think I have something to say?” He hedges, but the faint red tinge to his cheeks gives him away.“I’ve learned your tell. You fidget.” I wave my hand in a “get on with it” motion. He sighs, then launches into his topic, seemingly grateful for the invitation. "There's talk among some of the pack members. About the new living arrangement." He says pointedly."What kind of talk?" "The usual kind. Some say you moved on too fast. Whispers about your baby's father living under the same roof as the man you’re sleeping with." He blushes harder at that. "One woman compared you to Cassandra, suggesting you’re manipulating them just like your sister,

Chapter 145

Skye Nicolai and I make no effort to conceal our relationship from Jaxon—neither of us changes behavior because he is in the house. Nicolai doesn’t sneak in and out of my bedroom, hiding the fact that he sleeps there every night. The times when I'm in Nicolai's office and the door is closed and nobody needs to interpret what that means. It’s our life, not a dirty secret, and we live it openly. Still, I watch Jaxon watch this and feel something that isn't quite guilt. Guilt would require that I'd done something wrong. I haven't. He made choices. I made choices. Both things are true simultaneously and don't cancel each other out.But the not-quite-guilt persists anyway, because I'm human enough—wolf enough—to register when something causes pain for someone in proximity. Even if it's the right pain. Even if it's the consequence of their own decisions."Does it bother you?" I asked Nicolai directly, two nights ago. "Watching him watch us."Nicolai considered this. He always actually con

Chapter 146

NicolaiEvery time I look at Skye, I’m struck again with awe at how completely she’s changed my world. I've stared death in the face and walked away smiling. I’ve brought powerful Alphas to their knees and laughed as they begged for their life. My days were filled with decisions that ended careers, ended businesses, ended—on a small number of occasions—considerably more than that.I am not, generally, a man who struggles with other people occupying space near me. I note their presence, calculate how much of a problem they’re likely to be, and decide how to handle it. Then I move on with my day. Jaxon Vale has been in my house for nine days, and I am discovering that this requires considerably more of me than I anticipated.Take this morning for example. I'm up early, so Skye doesn’t have to be—Benji had a difficult night, the kind that wears down even her considerable resilience, and I let her sleep through the morning feeding because Rena has formula prepared and I'm capable of hol

Chapter 147

NicolaiAlone in my office is where I do my best thinking. I should be working. But more and more, the work doesn’t hold my attention the way it used to. Today, I find myself thinking about when I first wanted Skye. Not recently. It was much further back than that.We knew each other as children—our fathers' alliance brought our families together at gatherings I mostly remember as tedious. Skye was twelve. I was fifteen. She was entirely unimpressed with me, which I found startling at the time, because most people at that age had already learned to perform deference around the Woolf heir.She hadn't gotten the memo."You're not as interesting as everyone says," she told me once, with the devastating honesty of a twelve-year-old. "You just stand there looking serious."I'd been startled. Then, within a year, I found it funny, the way she never fed my ego or sugar-coated things for me. Then, years later, she became something else entirely—the girl who saw past whatever performance I'd

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