Kyra’s POV
I checked into a hotel. As a rejected Luna without pack protection, I had no better options. Just thinking of my stepbrother made my stomach churn; I would not go back to him for help.
After last night’s incident, I couldn’t sleep in that condo.
The mory of the drone’s blinking cara light haunted . Soone had seen my naked body. It was terrifying and creepy.
What was even more unacceptable? While I scread in terror, my mate was with his fated mate.
“Again. He always chose her, Sylvia,” my wolf, growled in my mind.
Even now, I still felt angry and anxious. Every shadow made it seem like rogue eyes were watching .
"I called for food. You should still eat, Luna," Luke said, his warrior instincts keeping him alert.
"Did you alert the pack’s gammas at the condo?" I asked.
"Yes. I asked for a copy of the surveillance footage around the tower. The unit is on the fourth floor, so there’s a fifty percent chance the culprit is outside the building."
"The other fifty percent?"
He clenched his jaw. "There’s a possibility he’s one of the residents and committed his cri from inside his unit." His eyes flashed amber, his wolf snarled. "If the drone appears in any footage, we’ll hunt them down."
I looked down and pinched my fingers. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes again. "Keep this between us. No one else knows—especially not him."
"But Luna—"
"That’s an order, Luke."
***
The next day, after lunch, Chris visited . He froze when he saw Luke standing beside while we were both watching a surveillance video on my laptop.
I even saw my assistant’s eyes widen when she saw Luke and in that position. Let them talk—in wolf society, a warrior guarding his Luna was a sacred duty, not a scandal.
"Uh... c-can I... co in?" Chris stamred.
I nodded. Luke withdrew respectfully, but Chris kept eyeing him through the glass door.
"Shouldn’t you be at your photoshoot?" I asked.
I nodded at Chris. Luke imdiately gave us privacy. Chris, on the other hand, seed bothered. He kept glancing at Luke through the glass door as he sat on the chair in front of my table.
"You have a photoshoot, right?" I asked to get his attention.
He gave a sweet smile. "The shoot for today is done. I just... ca to ask how you are."
"I’m fine, Chris."
His eyes flickered with worry. "You collapsed at the party, Kyra. I followed you to the hospital, but Nathan stopped . He—" he paused and laughed.
My forehead creased. "What?"
He grinned. "He said you’re his mate. I think he’s still angry with . He’s still overprotective of you just like before."
I swallowed hard. Damn you, Nathan! First you reject , then deny others access?
"Don’t mind him," I said and smiled.
"Yeah..." he paused and glanced at Luke behind the closed door again. "I see now why you rejected again."
Sylvia huffed in amusent. "Let him believe it. Safer this way."
My lips parted. He thought I had a romantic relationship with Luke. I wanted to correct him but I thought it would be better to let him think that way. If he believed I was involved with Luke, he wouldn’t try to court again.
I was not in the mood to develop any relationships, at least not now. And I genuinely saw Chris as a friend and nothing more. I didn’t understand why he still liked , even though I was constantly rejecting him.
"So, I should take my leave. I ca thinking about having dinner with you, but I think you have a dinner date already."
"Chris..."
He smiled. "Don’t worry about , Kyra. I will move on. For real this ti. Thank you for making happy again."
I chewed my bottom lip as I watched him leave. He even patted Luke’s shoulder and grinned at him before he left completely. I knew Chris. He was hurt, but he was still smiling.
This was the mystery of love. Why do we fall in love with the person who loves soone else? Why not with the one who loves us too? How complicated!
I sighed and jumped in shock when my phone suddenly rang.
I imdiately picked up the call and cleared my throat... "Hello?"
[Kyra?]
"Grandma?"
[Yes, honey. Can you visit at my house, please? I feel sad. Let’s talk.]
Sylvia whined. "She’ll beg you to forgive him."
I squeezed my eyes closed. How could I tell her Nathan had broken our bond? My conscience kicked inside .
I should tell Grandma the truth, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I felt like I would shatter her into pieces. I was also afraid sothing bad might happen if she knew the truth. Her heart was fragile. We all knew that.
[Can’t you give your old lady a chance to be with you? I miss you, my granddaughter.]
I opened my eyes and bit my bottom lip. "I...will visit you the day after tomorrow."
[Oh! Thank you, honey. Thank you so much. You don’t know how happy you made . I’m expecting you at dinnerti the day after tomorrow, okay? Don’t be late! I will cook your favorite food.]
I chuckled happily and nodded. "Yes, Grandma. I’ve missed you and your cooking too. See you."
I felt disappointed with myself as soon as the call ended. I pald my forehead and squeezed my eyes closed again.
God! I should tell the truth when we et. I couldn’t lie to her anymore.
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