Rejected Luna Returns with Secret Twins (Lysandra) novel Chapter 28

But why would any of those scenatios make her look at nur with such terror?

Back at Silverblood Pack territory, I headed straight to deal with pack issues instead of home, I spent hours reviewing reports until exhaustion finally claimed me near midnight.

When I finally got home, I headed straight for the shower. Hot water cascaded over my shoulders, not quite washing away the tension knotted in my muscles.

After toweling off, I wrapped a black silk robe loosely around my waist and pushed open the bathroom door.

A movement in the shadows alerted me to a presence in my living room. I didn’t need enhanced senses to know

who waited there,

Selene sat perched on the edge of my leather sofa, a glass of red wine dangling from her fingers, Her eyes lit up when I appeared, her gaze dropping hungrily to the exposed skin of my chest and abs where my robe gaped open.

“What are you doing here?”

She rose with fluid grace, setting down her wine as she approached. Her fingers trailed up my bare chest to rest at the nape of my neck, her body pressing against mine,

“You should be asking when I got back,” she purred, her thumb stroking my Huront.

I stared at her, suddenly aware of how little I felt at her proximity. No quickening pulse. No desire,

My eyes caught on the scar marring her right arm the permanent reminder of how she’d saved my life. The sight always stopped me from pushing her away, from severing our connection entirely.

She wrapped her arms around my waist, burying her face against my chest, “You have no idea, Tristan,” she whimpered, voice breaking. “Lysandra’s bullying me. That post she made has humiliated me in front of the entire Pack. Please, do something to stop her.”

I stood rigid in her embrace, my thoughts elsewhere, Lysandra was happily living her life with another man. Raising those children with him playing father, While Selene had been my lifeline, my savior.

If she hadn’t rescued me that night, I wouldn’t be alive,

Don’t cry,‘ I said mechanically, patting her shoulder. “I’ll see what I can do about it.”

The distance in my voice was obvious even to my own wars. Selene’s eyes gleamed with unshed tears as she gazed up at me, her lips parting slightly. She rose on tiptoe, pressing her mouth against mine,

The moment our lips touched, a flash of memory slammed into me–Lysandra pinned against the hotel room door, my mouth crushing hers, the taste of her flooding my senses. The recollection shot through me like an electric

I jerked hackward, fists clenched at my sides, fighting the urge to wipe my mouth

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Chapter 28

“What’s wrong?” Selene’s voice dropped to a vulnerable whisper. “Why don’t you touch me anymore?”

I turned away, unable to face her. “It’s late. You should go. My driver will take you home.”

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She stood motionless for several heartbeats before I heard her collect her purse. The door clicked shut behind her with finality.

Alone again, I grabbed the bottle of whiskey from the bar, drinking directly from it. The burn in my throat did nothing to dull the chaos in my mind.

I reached out through the mind link. Varian. My apartment. Now.