Lahat ng Kabanata ng LUNA FOR THE TWIN ALPHAS : Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

Eden could see he was amused, and Ian wasn't laughing at her. In front of the six-foot naked man, Eden wondered where she was supposed to start. The upper body was... safer. She could always kiss him.Eden stretched out to her right, ventured to put her hand on his shoulder and leaned in to kiss him on the mouth. It was unsettling to be like this, a little above Eden, to feel the warmth of his body beneath her own and the fine fleece of his chest caressing her nipples. It was also reassuring not to feel trapped under the weight of an alpha. Ian had kissed her neck, her shoulder, perhaps he'd like her to do the same?Eden ran her lips over Ian’s skin and discovered that it was as soft as satin and smelled delicious…Ian seemed to be enjoying what she was doing, until Eden accidentally touched one of his little nipples.Immediately, Ian stiffened under her palm.“Oh, I'm sorry," Eden murmured.“Don't be," he replied, returning the favor. “You see? You can also use your mouth…”Breath

“I thought you might like it if we took the convertible and a picnic basket and explored the estate today," said Ian over his coffee the next morning.Eden looked up at him in astonishment. Clearly, her breakfast strategy was paying off. On the day after their marriage, Eden had never expected to be able to drag her husband away from his work every morning to sit at a nicely laid table, but Ian seemed to have given in. At least he now starts his day with a balanced meal.On the carpet, the dogs framed the fireplace like statues. Toby was at her feet, begging for food. Eden glanced around the dining room with satisfaction: this was what a married couple's breakfast should be like. As for her, her morning sickness having now subsided, it was no longer too much of an effort to get down to this tasty food. At almost thirteen weeks... her back was a little sore, and she was sure that very soon her condition would become obvious to everyone.-A picnic? I'd love to, "she replied enthusias

Now that the words were out of his mouth, Ian couldn't back down.“Do you think she might have run away? Maybe you've never thought about it since you were a child then, but you just said that there was a car outside your door when she left. If your aunt was inside, why didn't she go in to see her nieces and nephew? And why did she choose to leave when your father was gone and promised to pick you up? And why didn't your father, despite his grief, insist that she be buried near you?”“But she never sent for us,” Eden objected, even though she promised to.“Are you sure? Would your father have let you go with her and another Alpha? How old were you?”“Seven,” Eden mumbled. “No, you're right. If she'd wanted to contact us, my father would have kept her from us. Just like he did with Hannah and Selene since they left. I'm sure they wrote to us, but he destroyed the letters. He locked us up. For years, we were only allowed to go out with our cousin Erin, who lived with us until I was seve

When her husband returned, perfectly elegant in a silk tuxedo, Eden was almost disappointed. Her own feelings troubled her. She was married to Ian and tried to be an accomplished and honest wife... but what she felt for him was something else entirely and Eden wondered if it wasn't pure lust.Ian wanted her to enjoy the games of love, but should an Omega married to a Viscount experience so much? Certainly not with an Alpha she wasn't in love with... Would he stay in her room tonight? Eden wondered as the servants brought in a small table for Ian and a tray for her.They talked about the sawmill, improvements to the estate's farms, fabrics, colors, the Carter’s next visit and other things like the new coffee, which Ian thought was better than the old. Eden relaxed a little and expressed herself without fear, even if her interventions were often limited to asking questions and encouraging him to take over the estate. When she called for a servant to come and clear their trays, Eden

Along the way, Ian examined the marble worker's report. The man was telling the truth, he was sure: if the dimensions of the plaque were a little different from those originally planned - a little wider, a little higher - and if a garland in the round were to surmount it, it would fit in better with that of their parents, immediately next door. It would only take a moment to go to the crypt to check all this out; then he could go home, find Eden, and reassure her about the bishop before telling her everything he'd learned about her brother-in- law... He wondered if Eden was all right. If she wasn't, he'd better call the doctor.When his carriage stopped in front of the Gothic porch, he also wondered if his omega was thinking about him at all. His hat in one hand, his notes in the other, he entered the old church and walked up the central bay to the transept, then to the Private chapel. He descended the few steps into the crypt, placed his hat on the bench and stood in front of th