Lahat ng Kabanata ng Stolen Luna By The Rival Alpha: Kabanata 191 - Kabanata 200

Anastasia "You're still here, huh?" Jonah's shadow darkened the entrance as he walked in, his hands casually shoved into his pockets. It was almost as if he was disappointed that I’d made it through the night. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes, frustration gripping me like a vise. I leaned against the wall, squeezing my eyes shut, trying to avoid his gaze. A lump formed in my throat, the thought of enduring another assault feeling almost unbearable.Jonah didn’t waste any time. With a mischievous smirk, he grabbed me by the ankles and dragged me across the floor. I ended up sprawled next to Anastasia, my wrist still shackled. A frustrated sigh escaped me, and before I could fully brace myself, Jonah was on top of me. “No!” I cried out, kicking and wriggling with all my strength, but it was like trying to move through quicksand. His grip was relentless. He slammed my head against the ground, his fingers digging into my chin. Jonah and his crew thrived on this—getting reactions from me

Anastasia “I’m sorry. After all these years—120 years, to be exact—this is what you get?” I struggled to hold back tears, the lump in my throat growing heavier. “I’m just not enough, alright?” I felt like I was falling apart, worn down by everything I’d been through. “I’m sorry that you don’t have a say in the matter.”“Hey there, sweetheart,” Frederick’s voice softened, filled with warmth. “Words can’t express how much it means to me to have this connection with you.” His words wrapped around me like a comforting embrace. “It was quite an experience when I returned to the estate and sensed your presence. You are everything to me; my whole world revolves around you.”“I’m sorry,” I murmured, my voice barely audible, as if it had been swallowed by the silence. I looked back, but he was gone. His presence had once again invaded my thoughts, leaving me with the words I had longed to hear. The weight of my emotions broke free, and I let out a sob so intense it shook me to my core. My hea

Anastasia “Where is he?” I asked, confusion lacing my words. “Have you seen Gray? I’m really puzzled by how he vanished so quickly. Was he just a figment of my imagination, or was my mind playing tricks on me?”“Don’t worry, he’s not here. I’ve got you.” Frederick’s fingers lightly brushed through my hair, pushing it away from my face with a soothing touch. But his gentle presence seemed to fade, like a fleeting memory. I’d never stayed awake this long after taking those pills, and I couldn’t help but wonder if it had something to do with how close we were, Frederick. “I’m curious why you decided to go to that place without me or anyone else.”“Darius,” I said, struggling to make sense of the whirlwind of thoughts in my mind, “I didn’t.”“I understand that you didn’t,” Frederick’s voice wavered, carrying a note of pain. “Yeah, I get it.”“Kayln,” I murmured, tears welling up in my eyes, “do you have feelings for her?” I noticed Hugo clearing his throat from the front seat, and a tigh

Anastasia “Hey, can we have a chat?” I said, my voice steady but distant. I didn’t look at him, afraid that seeing his face might completely unravel me. I was dabbing at my cuts and blood with alcohol pads, trying to clean up the mess Jonah had left behind. The silence stretched on, and his pause was almost unbearable.“Yeah,” he finally said, stepping into the bathroom with the same cautious tread he’d used when we first met. I turned around slowly, and as soon as he saw me, he looked away, his eyes dropping to the floor. He stood there, leaning casually against the wall, but I could see the concern in his posture. Blood, cuts, and scrapes peeked out from under my thin undergarments—nothing too severe, but enough to make me feel battered. “Hey there, Anastasia,” he greeted, his voice hesitant, caught between offering comfort and holding back, unsure because we weren’t officially together.“Eh, it’s not that bad,” I said, trying to downplay the pain even though it really sucked. My w

Anastasia “As long as there are no more secrets,” he said, his voice softer now, “they won’t be able to harm us.” The resolve in his tone was clear, a fragile promise of transparency and mutual protection."I would never betray your trust." I wanted to make sure Frederick knew how serious I was. “Hey, I just wanted to apologize for yelling at you earlier without really listening to what you were saying. My bad. You don’t have to worry about me running to someone else just because we had a disagreement. It’s inevitable that we’ll have disagreements. It’s no big deal.” I glanced down, trying to brush off the tears that threatened to fall. I needed him to trust me, and I wanted to trust him in return.Frederick leaned back, his breath still heavy from the earlier outburst. He ran a hand through his disheveled hair, clearly struggling with his emotions. “I could really harm him, Anastasia. I wouldn’t mind being the one to take him out. His body won’t be found; he’ll just be another missi