Luna's Prime Time Rebirth のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

Karissa POVI managed to find out about the rest of the rounds. I set everything up, no matter which island that bitch ended up on, and she still survived. Jemisha somehow almost got herself killed, too. She’s absolutely useless at accomplishing any task. At least she gives me intel.Now, I am sitting in a restaurant with Jemisha and her mother Regina. They both don’t like Neriah. They want her removed. However, I note that Jemisha’s right cheek is somewhat swollen. I don’t know what that is about, and I don't care. Regina looks icy at Jemisha, but again, I don't care.“Jemisha,” I began, my voice soft. “How are you recovering?”“Well, thank you, Lady Karissa,” she said.“You wanted to see me and provide information?” I asked.Regina then began speaking. “Lady Karissa,” she said. “I would like to understand what Jemisha gets out of helping you?”I smiled. A woman who discusses business. Good. Hopefully this will be a fruitful conversation then. Jemisha is too immature to understand wha

Wilmot POVI cannot believe Jemisha spread her legs for Silas. She should have been focusing on Prince Ambrose. If he had bedded her, then I could have made the argument to the royal family elders. I could have demanded an alliance, status, and so much more. Neriah announced it in front of him, ruined Jemisha’s reputation, and my only resolve is to demand that Silas bond with her.On top of everything else, Neriah had me removed from her hotel room floor. I’m not done with her. She is going to answer for ruining Jemisha’s reputation.“Alpha Wilmot,” one of the elders called out, bringing me back to the present.“Apologies. I was distracted.”“Right. Why are you here to discuss succession again? Our pack laws are clearly stated,” he asked.“I was merely inquiring if there are any exceptions to the pack law,” I replied.“Exceptions?”“Yes. Is there anything that would disqualify Neriah from inheriting the pack?”“There are; however, we do not disclose that information. Pack law states it

Ambrose POVThe entire conversation with Genie has me growing more concerned by the minute—especially the part about the attempts on Neriah’s life. There are more to come. She has already died once. Last time, it seemed that it was only Jemisha and Silas who wanted her dead. This time, it appears it will be more than one.“You said there would be more attempts on her life. By whom?” I asked.Genie looked at me. “You suspect already, Prince Ambrose. You do not need me to confirm it. Anyone trying to take more from Neriah, including taking you from her, will do anything to make it happen.”I sat back and thought about how heavy that statement was. I know the background. I know the shitty life she has lived. I know her father is a bag of dicks. Her sister is a social-climbing whore like her mother. Genie’s statement sounds heavier than those three pricks combined.“Prince Ambrose,” Genie said, bringing my attention back. “You are currently fighting your own battles. I will tell you the sa

Ambrose POVI knew Nesting was the next round. The way Neriah reacted when it was announced, though. I was expecting a strong urge to see what she would create. Now that the results are in and everyone is on their way back to the hotel for dinner and rest, I let my imagination run a little with what Neriah might do.Jemisha is still clinging to me. I also wonder about her nest. Which of the Alphas would actually vote for it? Maybe Silas? Though I see him still trying to get close to Neriah. I don’t understand his logic. He wants to keep Neriah while screwing her sister. That’s what he did in his last life, and he is repeating the same history in this life. I have to ask Neriah if the behavior also tracks. I thought she said that Silas avoided her at all costs last life. It’s hard to keep up with his behavior. Honestly, he acts like a love-sick puppy one minute and entitled the next.Now we are all seated at the restaurant. I take a seat beside Neriah, and Jemisha takes the seat on my o

Neriah POV How many questionable women am I going to have to deal with this week? Wasn’t dealing with Regina and Jemisha enough? No…Now, I have to listen to the rambling of this buffoon standing in front of me. “Oh, really? What’s that?” I asked. “I wasn’t kidding when I said I spoke to Ambrose’s mother. She has seen you on the show. She does not like you. You are not a woman of pedigree who can stand beside Ambrose. When he is done with this show, he is going back home and planning the bonding ceremony with me.” I crossed my arms and wondered why the elevator was taking so long. “Honestly, Lady Karissa. You are giving…side chick energy – not leading lady. You think Ambrose is incapable of choosing who he will bond with? It may not be me, but I can sure as hell tell it won’t be with you. Instead of trying to split straws with me about what I have or lack, perhaps you should reflect in the mirror and ask yourself why Ambrose is so resistant to you?” The elevator door finally pings