Semua Bab The Luna He Never Deserved: Bab 71 - Bab 80

ROGERNaraya, not Veils daughter. What's the most surprising thing I could discover next? A smiled spread across my face as I thought.“Alpha, your contribution,” a voice cut through my thoughts.“What,” I asked, lost. Just then I realised I was in the boardroom wity other board members.“I said, maybe our approach for the next laugh should be more conventional to appease to everyone,” the speaker continued.“Yeah, yeah.” I replied. “Whatever is best.”They all stared at me wide eyes. “I mean,” an ache tore through my temple. “You know what let's reschedule this meeting for another day,” I said, before standing to my feet, they did the same and bowed their heads allowing me to walk out of the room first.I hurried my step back into my office where Betty waited. Her earlier revealed had stolen the whole of my attention.“Are you serious about what you've told me?” I asked the moment I returned.She was still seated where I left her, even though I smelled her scent had wondered around m

SILASDo this. Do that. He never ran out of tasks for me to handle. A hiss slurred out of my lips, as I kicked my legs against the accelerator.What difference would it make if I spoke with Henderson tonight or the next morning. Why does he always go overboards or impatient when it had to do with Naraya. And because of her tonight, I lost the chance to know what that witch was plotting.Has she already told it to them? Do they believe her? Are they still in doubt?I shook my head. She promised she wouldn't. Roger would have called if she did.My phone, rang. Speak of the devil Should I told him I just found out she has mental issues. Should I deny it. Should I start with I am sorry. And Melissa, what could I possibly say to her to make her understand.“He-hello,” I whispered.“I called to remind you not to forget to check on information about Brontë. I have a weird feeling about her.” He said.“The sooner, the better,” he added.“Yes, Alpha,” I replied.“What the hell is wrong with

NARAYA Few Days Later Zilla stood in front of the large dressing mirror in her room, adjusting her dress more times than I could count.“I told you already,” I sighed, exhausted of reassurin her she was just good to go. “Your dress is hot.”“Don't you think this is too short?” She asked, dragging down the hem of the skirt. “My thighs are well exposed.”“Maybe I should opt for a longer dress,” she muttered, returning to the closest. “or some leggings,” she added, sending some of her clothes flying across the room.The door to the room creaked. Zoey's head peered into the room before her whole body followed. She had left to get a pair of heels she thought would go well with the chic black leather shirt Zilla had on and had spent the better part of ten minutes condemning.A frown settled on Zoey's face. Her eyes moved around the mess her sister had been entertaining me with.“What's this?” She asked, dropping the red heels which would have complimented the sexy red top on Zilla.Toast

The Rogue PackUnknown Pov "I said, pretend to hurt me, not try to kill me," the lady in a hoodie dress spoke, as she stood before Kael, the second in command of the rogue Pack.The one who had intended to kidnap Alexa."I'm talking to you," Vivian added, revealing her face from the hood."Three. That's how many men we lost last night, because of you and that stupid old man's plans..." he retorted, his hands fisted, as he threw daggers with his eyes on her."You are the stupid one, here, Kael," she seethed, "I should have known you were incompetent, but Dexter assured you had do a great job," she huffed."So much accolades, that your dolt self doesn't deserve... Tell me, what's so hard about making me look hurt, and running away? Instead you stayed back and decided to show yourself," Vivian, shouted, her voice resounding."Watch your mouth you bitch..." Alpha Kael, who had been trying to remain composed, said."You should be grateful I didn't rat you both out the other time... I thoug

Hermione's POV“You think you're clever, you dirty, dirty human?” Korbin growled, a backhand blow landing on the side of my face. The blow was swift and brutal. I heard the crack of my jaw. My world blurs for a second before it focused, bringing me back to my haze of pain. I crashed to the stone wall, my bones snapping at the sound as I landed on the ground, my face flat to the ground. I tasted the dirt and the copper of blood. My blood. “You think you can steal from my kitchen and go scot free?” He snarled, his mouth twisted in contempt. He was only a low ranking guard, but to me and all of my kind, he was a god. The first rule of survival in the kennels is to be invisible. The second is to be silent. Today, I have shattered them both. When he asked the question I didn't answer because anything could be a provocation. Speaking could provoke him, even breathing loudly could provoke him. I wanted none of that, so I pressed myself harder against the stone wall as if I wanted to enter