All Chapters of Reborn Luna:Her Second Chance Mate : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

He doesn't want me to be happy, Odessa. He wants me to suffer, like the way I made him suffer. He rushed out quickly. What do you mean, Des? I don't understand. He pulled away from the hug and held her at arm's length. His eyes were so red it looked like he was about to cry. He wants to kill everyone I know, Odessa. He wants to kill you. Desmond had told Odessa about his encounter with his brother, and how he had displayed such immense power with a flick of his finger, rendering him frozen and useless. Unable to attack or defend himself when you were still together with him before the war. Was he this powerful? Desmond took his head in negation. He was powerful, yes, but not like this. The Dominico I saw yesterday has an air around him like nothing I've ever seen or felt. It was like he wasn't even human. His smile was fake. His movements were jerky, and he w

Xavier opened his mouth to reply when Desmond yelled, watch out, and the car swerved into a tree. The crash was hard, but they were all all right. What the hell was that? Alaric yelled in panic as they all got out of the car. It's a good thing everyone was safe and sound, including Sawyer, who was driving them to their destination. I don't know, but let's find out. Desmond walked out of the woods and back into the road where he had seen something in front of them before he yelled out his warning. As he approached the scene, he couldn't help the frown that masked his face as he took in the dead wolf that lay skinned on the ground with its body marked in front of them. Odessa gasped, and her palm flew to her mouth to cover it. Everyone watched in horror as Desmond moved closer to see what was marked on the wolf. The words moore's Vennet, which translated to Death is coming in Latin, was carved out in

Beyond the barrier, Odessa's eyes remained trained on the spot that Dominico was standing seconds ago. If only she could drill a hole into it and magically dig him out and beat him to a pulp. She would gladly do it. But alas, he had disappeared once again. Des, are you okay? Desmond nodded his body, hunching against her. Okay, I'm going to call Alaric to come pick us up. We will have to start moving on foot. Can you walk? He nodded once again, without a word, and let her drag him back into the woods. They burst out through the tree line and arrived at the main road. Let me just talk to Alaric real quick. Her eyes glazed over as she contacted her best friend through their personal link, I found him at the arena. Can you come pick us up? Of course I'm on my way. He replied, without any form of protest, come on, baby. Take my hand. Odessa reached for Desmond, whose eyes had a distant fog in them.

Odessa inhaled deeply as she let Desmond lead her to their bed. They both sat at the edge and stared at each other with a strong resolve on their faces. They were doing this for the safety of their pack. No matter the side effects, they will deal with it. Later, Odessa held the dagger in her palm, as she did when Dominico had a knife aimed at Desmond. But this situation was different. She wasn't being forced. She gave Desmond one final look, and he nodded for her to go ahead. She gingerly dragged the blade across her palm. And watched as the wound spilled blood. Desmond immediately held her palm to his lips and started to lick away the blood. The feeling of his tongue on her skin made her body burn. A blush crept up her face as she watched him completely entrenched. Desmond sucked the rest of the blood that stained her palm with hunger in his eyes. Hunger fo

When Odessa was sure he was okay, she turned to the group. I've been reading a spellbook that belonged to Dominico. Turns out I can actually use magic, even though I have no witch blood. But how do you know you do not have witch blood? It could be from your great grandfather or mother. Sienna asked in curiosity. All witches have marks when they are born, and I'm pretty sure she doesn't have a mark. Alaric pointed out. Now that that's all cleared up, Odessa is going to mask all our scents so he doesn't detect us. Desmond spoke and shifted, so Odessa would have space for her spell. She recited softly, and a golden haze shimmered over their skin and sank in. I only masked it from Dominico. We can still smell each other. All right, then, are we ready to go in? Everyone chorused, and they headed towards the warehouse, towards the unknown. I thought witches normally put guards around their hiding pla