All Chapters of HIS EX-LUNA HAS A SON: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

╭──────༺♡༻──────╮ Alpha Jeremiah’s POV ╰──────༺♡༻──────╯ ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ Rage boiled hot in my veins as I stood just a few steps away from Selena, my fists clenched so tight my knuckles cracked. I had been heading to Selena’s room to check on her, to make sure she was okay after everything, when I caught Flynn’s voice, my best friend’s voice, spilling poison into the one space that was supposed to be safe for her. At first, I thought the wolfsbane was still fucking with my head, making me hallucinate. But no. The bastard had broken into her room again. Thank fuck he was fully clothed this time, but he was still there, leaning in close, telling her all the reasons she shouldn’t be with me. Who the fuck did he think she should be with? Him? Frost howled inside my skull, claws raking against my ribs. "Attack him. We can take him and rip his throat out." "No," I snarled back at him, shoving my wolf down hard. "We can’t do that. I need to talk to Flynn alone. I need to know

╭──────༺♡༻──────╮ Alpha Dominic’s POV ╰──────༺♡༻──────╯ ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ I stared at the ceiling, lost in a fucking abyss with no end in sight. Thick smoke curled around me, heavy and choking, sneaking into my nostrils and burning my lungs, but I didn’t fight it. I didn’t even have the strength to cough. Maybe I deserved this. Maybe the Moon Goddess had finally decided to end me after everything I had done to Selena and our kids. I had torn our family apart like an unhinged beast with zero remorse. I separated her from her own flesh and blood. I called her a whore. I threw her out onto the freezing streets. I even gave my own biological son to another man just to tear her soul to shreds, and then I looked my daughters in the eye and lied, telling them their mother was dead. I had burned every single picture of her in the packhouse, desperate to erase her from my life. But you can't erase a mate. She was everywhere. In the air, in my mind, in the hollow ache of my chest. And n

╭──────────.★..─╮ Selena's POV ╰─..★.──────────╯ ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ After leaving Jeremiah and Flynn to talk it out last night, I had prayed they wouldn’t end up throwing punches. Thank the Goddess they didn’t. I knew it must have taken every ounce of self-control Jeremiah had not to smash his fist into his best friend’s face after hearing all that shit Flynn said about him. I didn’t even remember when Flynn finally left the shelter or when I had fallen asleep. I only vaguely recalled Jeremiah climbing into bed with me later, his warm body curling protectively around mine. This morning, I showered quickly and slipped out of the room before he could wake up. I couldn’t stop thinking about the future, about what I needed to tell him. We had only just defined our relationship by sleeping together, and I didn’t want to overwhelm him with everything else. My life, my plans, my children… they were all supposed to be mine. Now they included him. To stop myself from spirali

╭──────༺♡༻──────╮ Alpha Jeremiah’s POV ╰──────༺♡༻──────╯ ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ “Liv! Liv, wait up!” I called after her, chasing her down the bright hallway. My legs still felt wobbly as fuck from the wolfsbane, but I pushed through the discomfort. She didn’t slow down or even glance back, just kept crying as she rushed into her room and slammed the door shut. I stopped running and forced myself to walk, trying not to put too much pressure on my still-healing legs. I wasn’t sure how the fuck I was supposed to feel right now. Why was Olivia acting like a child? She had been parading her boyfriends in my face for years. It wasn’t like she caught me in bed with Selena, we were just talking. She had no right to pull this wounded-wife act, not after she had tried to kill me. If this confrontation wasn’t long overdue, I would have preferred never to see her face again. I reached her door, paused for a second to steady myself, then slowly pushed it open and stepped inside.

╭──────────.★..─╮ Selena's POV ╰─..★.──────────╯ ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ Jeremiah moved closer and wrapped his other arm around my shoulders, pulling me into a warm side hug. His body heat enveloped me like a protective shield as he pressed a soft, lingering kiss to the top of my head. His lips were warm and steady against my hair, grounding me when I felt like I might fall apart. His familiar scent, warm cedar, fresh rain, and safety, wrapped around me like the softest blanket. Jacob stared at me, completely lost for words, his ocean-blue eyes wide and glistening with unshed tears. Jeremiah started speaking, his voice low and gentle. “Yes, son. Scarlett, I mean Selena, her real name is Selena, and she is not lying. She is your biological mother.” He trailed off for a moment, then continued, “And I know I haven’t told you before, but… you were adopted when you were about five years old. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I just didn’t want you to feel like you weren’t mine, adopted or not. I