All Chapters of Wrong Bride, True Luna: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Logan The day of the negotiations comes with a different sense of nerve-wrecking. I’m on the edge, Marcel is acting off and my wolf is so restless, it’s hard to keep him down. “You should listen to Marcel,” my wolf growls as if on cue. “He is right, Ethan can’t be trusted and you know it. Take a few extra guards, safety precautions have never hurt anyone.” “Nonsense,” I snap back at him and glance around, keeping my eyes open and focus sharp. “I already informed the King about my schedule. If anything happens, he’ll know who’s to blame.” “I still think you’re being too reckless. Marcel is our Beta for a reason, he’s a wise man.”Instead of focusing on his growing paranoia, I ignore my wolf and keep going. Ethan and his Beta are waiting for me and while arriving fashionably late isn’t a crime, I don’t want him to have anything to hold against me. And besides, this isn’t just about the negotiations, this is also about Amelia and her safety. “I don’t think he’ll hurt Amelia,” my wo

Katherine“It’s not right!” I scream and throw the basket with folded clothes on the floor. “I told you no one is supposed to see the fold lines! How are we supposed to expect guests to enjoy their stay if the work of the staff is so sloppy?!” I know I’m being harsher than usual, but I’m on the edge and I can’t help it. Pointing my finger at the mess on the floor I growl, “do it again and do it the right way!” The maids scatter to pick up the towels while I stomp to the living room. I pace the area in front of the fireplace, running my hands through my hair in frustration. “It’s been just a few days since Logan left,” I hiss under my breath, “but it feels like a year!” “Calm down, Kath, he is probably busy, that’s all,” my wolf tries to soothe me, but it does nothing but adds to the anxiety. “Sure, I get that, but he barely reaches out. Every time I try, he cuts off the link saying he’s busy with business matters or some equally ridiculous excuse!” I hiss.“That means he’s busy,

AmeliaAs soon as we step into the restaurant, the waiter approaches us and shows us to a table. It’s clear Sophia is a regular here since everyone’s treating her like family. “I’ll order for you,” Sophia announces and lists off menu items without looking at it at all. I don’t protest since everything she orders sounds so good, I can barely hold back the need to groan. When the waiter leaves, Sophia turns to me and laughs loudly. “Amelia, you look like a starving wolf,” she jokes. “That’s because I am,” I whine. “Everything you mentioned sounds too good to be true and this place smells like heaven. I swear, if we don’t get the food fast, my stomach might eat itself.” My words make her laugh, even some of the people at the nearby tables laugh at me, but for once, I don’t mind it at all. The Goddess has to be listening because the food is brought to our table so fast, I almost want to cry. My eyes take in every dish in front of us and I truly feel so deeply grateful for having Soph

LoganI move before I realize that I do and catch Amelia in my arms before she can hit the ground. The moment her scent, something floral and light, wraps around me, my wolf howls in my mind like a wild animal. Her scent is strong and more tempting that I remember the scent that I caught the first time I met Katherine. My arms tighten around her against my will and something deep inside me pulls me to hold her as tightly as I can. If I didn’t know better, I could mistake this for a mate bond. “Smells. So. Good.” My wolf breaks through the mental barrier to growl the words and I can literally picture him foaming around the mouth. It takes more willpower than I’m willing to admit to push him back in place and ensure he won’t be able to break through the barrier again. Just as I manage to push him back in place, Amelia pushes me away aggressively. “Don’t touch me,” she snarls and turns quickly, twisting her ankle and collapsing with a cry of pain. “Damn it,” I curse under my breath

LoganI slam Amelia’s door closed harder than necessary, then turn and head back to my own accommodations. The anger I feel is hard to explain, possibly unwarranted, but I can’t get rid of it. As I try to calm down, my wolf’s whining doesn’t help me. “Logan, listen to me! You have to turn around and go back there. What we felt was the bond!”I growl, “you’re speaking nonsense! That wasn’t the bond, it was a moment of weakness.” “Moments of weakness don’t work like that, genius!” He snaps back. “Oh yes?” I ask as I enter the house I’m staying in and slam the door closed. “Did you forget I rejected Amelia?” I growl, aiming all the anger and regret towards him rather than myself. “News flash, you did reject her but clearly the bond didn’t disappear fully!” The moment he throws those words at me, the coward blocks me out. I walk to the couch, drop down and let out a loud groan, running my hand over my face. “I don’t understand,” I whisper into the empty room. “Amelia was only my mar