Todos os capítulos de Reborn Luna:Her Second Chance Mate : Capítulo 161 - Capítulo 170

It was very early in the morning when Odessa decided to go for a run to clear her head. The weather was cold and windy, and she could smell the telltale signs of a snowstorm coming. But she wasn't even bothered by it. She couldn't feel the cold once she started to run. It made her feel alive, but she still felt like she was missing something, which was the reason why she was currently floating several feet in the clouds, twirling and twisting through the air. Odessa squinted her eyes at the ground as she heard Desmond softly calling out to her. He didn't need to even shout for her to hear him. They could literally have a normal conversation without their minds, even if she was several feet high up in the sky. Can you come down here for a second, please? His voice was desperate and pleading, and Odessa could not simply ignore it, so she obliged him and floated down gracefully behind his standing figure. Desmond, who sensed h

Odessa's heart still raced as she clung to Desmond, the remnants of the nightmare lingering in her mind. She knew it was just a dream, but the fear and anxiety it evoked felt all too real. Desmond held her close. His warmth and comfort a balm to her frazzled nerves. She inhaled his scent deeply, reminding herself that he was right here next to her and not in Emma's clutches. Her mind raced at the meaning of the dream. She knew never to take any dream she had had lightly, because most of them came to pass. She wondered if another one of her powers was seeing into the future. She shook her head quickly and mumbled the same thing over and over again to reassure herself that it was fake. Desmond was troubled at the way his mate was acting. The last time she was in this state of shock was when he had almost died. And even then, she was more composed than this. He

Did you get my message? I missed you. Emma gushed with a fake smile. Odessa smiled sweetly at her, but her eyes shone with deep hatred. I'm not sure, Emma, am I supposed to? She tilted her head to the side like a cat trying to decipher something. Um, still a smart mouth. I see, won't be long before you're eating your own words. And who's going to make me, you? Odessa started to laugh hysterically, as if Emma just said the most stupid thing in the world. Emma's eye twitched in vexation, and she dug her fingers into her palm. Even when I was just a puny human, I bested you, Emma. I got mated to the most powerful alpha in the Werewolf world, whereas you, you were just feeding from my leftovers. Odessa tutted with mock sadness. The dig about Lucas got to Emma. Her vision turned red, and she wanted to see Odessa in pain. She wanted her to bleed. Emma launched at her, and at that moment, Odessa snapp

Melina stretched in front of Odessa as they stood side by side on the sparring mat. Desmond, Sawyer, Max, and some other warriors surrounded the ring as they spectated. Odessa stood with her hands on her hips as she watched her do a few complex poses, bending her body in weird, painful-looking angles. She was stalling. Melina, I know what you're doing. We don't have all day. I am just following the normal warm-up process. Okay, don't want to pull a muscle in the middle of a drop kick. She jumped multiple times and shook her arms. Okay, I'm ready. Now. Come at me. Odessa chuckled and brought her hands to her face in a fighting stance. Melina mimicked her as she was about to launch an attack with her fist. Melina suddenly waved her hands. Wait, wait. What? Odessa asked her, patience wearing thin. The little girl was insufferable. It's a wonder how Max was able to handle her. How do I know you're not going to pull some Goddess Voodoo and trick me? I'm not. Odessa said, with a

Dominico sat at the top of the building with legs swinging at the edge. He sucked in the cancer stick and inhaled deeply, before blowing the smoke residue that didn't disappear into his lung until the cold winter air. The air was frigid, but he couldn't feel anything. He was immune to the cold weather because of the werewolf blood running through his veins. He hated his worse side, though. He felt like it was a curse, which was why he hardly ever shifted. His purple eyes scanned the ground, and he leaned on his right hand, slouching back. He was looking for her. It had been hard, but he had been able to pinpoint her location. The woman was sneaky as hell. He would give her that credit, but she wasn't as sneaky as she thought after she had left him alone on his bed the day they spent the night together. He made it his life's mission to find her. He could still feel the empty space where his heart was pulsing with a need to be completed by what. He had no idea, but one thing h