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My Luna my bride one hundred and fifty two
Elijah’s POVMy heart raced as Vanessa uttered those words, and I braced myself for what was to come. I had already grappled with the situation, preparing myself to accept whatever she had to say. Deep down, I knew it wouldn't be an easy decision for her, especially considering Dante's role as the father of her child. The weight of their shared history and the birthright of their little one hung heavy in the air.Vanessa's voice trembled slightly as she began to speak. “I have made a decision but before telling you, I want you to know that I am grateful for everything you’ve done for me and I appreciate them” I watched her closely, trying to read the emotions flickering across her face. Her eyes held a mix of sadness, determination, and a hint of guilt. I could sense the internal struggle she was facing, torn between her desires and the responsibilities she carried.“I want to stay Elijah, for the sake of my child,” Vanessa said as her gaze held mine.“It’s fine Vanessa, I understand
My Luna my bride one hundred and fifty three
Elijah’s POVI looked at Jenny, my eyes filled with confusion and disbelief. How could she think that I wanted her to abort our child? The circumstances of our child's conception may not have been ideal, but I would never consider such a heart-wrenching decision.As the words hung in the air, I felt a mix of emotions swirling within me. Anger, frustration, and sadness battled against the compassion I still held for Jenny.“Uhm… Jenny…” My mind raced, desperately searching for the right words to convey my unwavering commitment to our unborn child. I wanted to make Jenny understand that this child was a part of both of us, a precious life that deserved love and care, regardless of the circumstances surrounding their conception.Taking a deep breath, I reached out to hold Jenny's trembling hands. I looked into her eyes, hoping to convey the depth of my emotions. "Jenny," I began, my voice filled with a mix of determination and tenderness, "I understand that this situation is difficult fo
My Luna my bride one hundred and fifty four
Jenny’s POVI couldn't believe my eyes as I stood there, mouth wide open, witnessing the intense argument between Alpha Elijah and his mother. The topic of discussion? The paternity of the baby growing inside me. My heart raced with a mixture of shock and relief, knowing without a doubt that Alpha Elijah was the father. He was the only man I had been intimate with, and I never expected this one-night stand to result in a pregnancy.“Oh please Elijah don't be so naive, they are all the same, Maid in the morning, a prostitute at night” I wasn't surprised to be called a prostitute because that's what most of the maids do, but I am not part of them.“Why are you like this?, why can't you just believe that I am capable of making the right decision?” As the heated exchange continued, I realized that Alpha Elijah wasn't just defending me, he was standing up for our child. It was as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders, knowing that I wasn't alone in this journey.“Because you are m
My Luna my bride one hundred and fifty five
Jenny’s POVI lay on my bed, the soft fabric beneath me a stark contrast to the life I once knew as a maid. Alpha Elijah's decision to assign a maid and a guard to me still felt surreal, like a dream I feared would shatter at any moment. The rapid transformation from a humble servant to a soon-to-be queen left me breathless, the weight of this new reality settling in my bones.As I closed my eyes, the sweet scent of my newfound life enveloped me, a delicate fragrance that whispered of luxury and privilege. Yet, amidst the grandeur and the lavish trappings of my new life, a shadow loomed dark and foreboding. The knowledge that Alpha Elijah's mother vehemently opposed our union cast a pall over the otherwise perfect facade. Her public declaration of disapproval echoed in my mind.The thought of Alpha Elijah's mother's rejection gnawed at me, a bitter taste that tainted the sweetness of my newfound status. The prospect of never being accepted as her daughter-in-law weighed heavily on my
My Luna my bride one hundred and fifty six
Dante’s POVI revelled in the warmth of the cascading water, each droplet a soothing caress against my skin, melting away the tension of the day. As the water envelops me, my mind drifts to Vanessa, her presence a complex tapestry of emotions woven into the fabric of my life. Our relationship has been a tumultuous journey, marked by highs and lows, by moments of connection and moments of strife. Yet, amidst the turbulent seas of our past, I sense a glimmer of hope, a flicker of possibility that we might find our way back to each other.Vanessa's decision to stay in my pack, to choose me over Elijah, speaks volumes of the bond that we share, of the unspoken understanding that bridges the chasm between us.I am acutely aware of the pain I have caused Vanessa, the wounds I inflicted with my actions, the scars that mar the canvas of our shared history. Her forgiveness, though not yet fully granted, hangs in the air between us like a promise of redemption, a beacon of hope that guides me
My Luna my bride one hundred and fifty seven
Evelyn’s POVI sat in my dimly lit room, the heavy silence weighing down on me as I pondered my next move. If only Vanessa hadn't entered the picture, maybe Dante would still be mine. The thought of what could have been tugged at my heart, fueling my determination to reclaim what I believe is rightfully mine.The memories flooded back, the last conversation with Dante echoing in my mind. It was a time of immense pain and vulnerability, right after I had experienced a heartbreaking loss. Dante's comforting words and gentle touch were a balm to my wounded soul. But ever since Vanessa appeared, his attention shifted, leaving me wondering if he still harbored any feelings for me.Emotions swirled within me like a turbulent storm. Doubt, jealousy, and longing battled for dominance in my heart. The ache of unrequited love mingled with the fierce desire to win back Dante's affection. I knew I had to find a way to remove Vanessa from the equation, to clear the path for Dante to see me once ag
My Luna my bride one hundred and fifty eight
Evelyn’s POV“Dante….…, I will tell you the truth,” I said with a trembling voice.As I decided to come clean to Dante, a surge of adrenaline coursed through my veins, propelling me into action. I knew I had to spin a tale that would cast doubt on the truth he thought he knew. With a deep breath, I began my performance, letting the tears flow freely as I crumpled to the ground, my sobs echoing through the room.The weight of my fabricated sorrow pressed down on me, each tear a testament to the deception I was weaving. I hoped that by painting myself as a victim of manipulation, Dante would see me in a different light, a pawn in a game of deceit orchestrated by unseen hands. But deep down, a seed of doubt gnawed at my resolve, whispering that my performance might not be enough to sway Dante's unwavering anger.“Please forgive me, I didn't know what else to do, Drake….. Drake threatened me” I said in tears.Dante's surprise at my dramatic display was evident, his expression a mix of con
My Luna my bride one hundred and fifty nine
Evelyn’s POVAs Dante's words echoed through the room, each syllable a crushing blow to my spirit, the weight of his verdict settled like a heavy shroud around me. Banished. The word reverberated in my mind, a stark and unforgiving sentence that threatened to sever me from everything I had ever known.How could he banish me? The thought reverberated in my mind, a bitter realization that the consequences of my actions had finally caught up with me. The sting of his judgment cut deep, leaving me reeling in a sea of despair. I knew I had wronged, but to be cast out, exiled from the pack that had been my home, felt like a punishment too severe to bear.Prison seemed a lesser sentence, a tangible punishment that paled in comparison to the isolation and abandonment that now loomed before me. The pack, was my lifeline, my identity, and to be torn away from it felt like a cruel twist of fate that I could scarcely comprehend.“No, no…. You can't do this to me!” Turning to Vanessa, my eyes plea
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