Rejected Luna Returns with Secret Twins (Lysandra) novel Chapter 200

Chapter 200

“Alpha, are you going In My Cumma asked from the driver’s seat, his voice cutting through ing Urostuhls.

I didn’t answer, my eyes fixed on Lysandra. The warm glow from inside spilled onto the sidewalk, linseating pateties of the Haut-

He caught my expression in the rearview w mirror and immediately lowered his gaze, sensing I didnt want to he distisbed.

My wolf paced restlessly inside me, agitated since Lysandra’s rejection. The pain in my chest hadn’t subsided a Hallow the that fatmation: whenever I pictured her face, the finality in her eyes when she’d told me we were done, Completely done.

I pressed my palm against my sternum, trying to ease the pressure building there.

Voices outside the car caught my attention–a group of young men walking toward the coffee shop, their conversation carrying clearly through the cracked window.

“She’s like a butterfly, man. Impossible to catch,” one of them said, laughing and nudging his friend.

“Dude, she’s practically your sister–in–law, Don’t look at her like that,” another replied, his tone half–serious.

“Senior, you can’t say that,” a third protested. “I’m the one who introduced Lysandra to you.”

My entire body tensed at the mention of her name. What the

“So what? It’s your brother who fell for her. So stop lookin

fuck?

at her that way.”

My fingers curled into fists as rage surged through me. Sister–in–law? How long had she been seeing someone else?

The impulse to leap from the car and grab these punks by their throats was overwhelming. I could picture it–their shocked faces as they realized who I was, the fear in their eyes as my Alpha presence crushed their bravado.

But I had no right. No claim on Lysandra’s life. Not anymore. Not after what I’d done.

I tried to summon my Alpha presence, to channel the intimidating aura that usually came so naturally, but something was wrong. The power flickered weakly, unstable, like a flame in a draft. My emotional turmoil had compromised even this fundamental aspect of my being.

The young men strolled past my car without a second glance, oblivious to the fact that Silverblood’s Alpha sat just feet away. They pushed through the door of the coffee shop, laughing among themselves.

Through the large windows, I could see them approach the counter where Lysandra now stood. One of them–tall, with light brown hair–said something that made her smile. A genuine smile that reached her eyes, warm and natural. When was the last time she’d smiled at me that way?

The sight of her easy interaction with these strangers twisted something inside me. The last time I’d seen her with a male customer, I’d accused her of “coming on” to him. But watching her now, I could finally see what should have been obvious–this was just her. This was Lysandra when she wasn’t being crushed by my presence.

This was Lysandra when she was free of me.

My knuckles whitened as I gripped the door handle, the metal cold against my palm. Before I could reconsider, I shoved the door open and strode toward the coffee shop, my steps heavy/on the pavement.

The bell jingled as I pushed inside, the warm aroma of coffee and pastries enveloping me. Conversation paused as heads turned toward the door. College students with textbooks spread across tables, teenagers laughing over smartphones, a few adults typing on laptops–they all looked up, momentarily curious about the newcomer.

None of them recognized me. My unstable Alpha presence was barely detectible, and most of these kids probably wouldn’t know who I was

anyway.

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the room, I saw her expression shin from professional trendliness to guanted rendah the toned car man employee before disappearing through a door behind the counters

A young woman with short blonde hair approached me, a polite smile on her face. “Bir, where woult you (ke të v

I glanced toward the door where lysandra had disappeared, ignoring the woman’s question.

Are you looking for someone, sir? She asked, her cheeks flushing slightly under my intense gaze.

“Get Lysandra,” I said, my patience evaporating. “I don’t have time for these questions.

My voice carried the edge of Alpha command, causing several nearby customers to look up sharply. Her eyes widened a fraction before the turned and disappeared through a door behind the counter.

Moments later, Lysandra emerged, her step