Alpha King’s Lost Luna by Aubrey Pepper

Chapter 58 He’s drunk

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I was half-asleep when I heard a loud knock on the door. Startled, I sat straight up in bed and caught my breath.

My eyes flew to the clock. It was nearly three in the morning.

Who was at my door this late?

“Who’s there?” I called out just loud enough to not wake Finnick. Luckily, my boy fast asleep and snoring lightly.

was f

When I didn’t get an answer, I pulled myself out of bed and headed toward the door. I was nearly halfway there when I heard another series of knocks. They were more forceful than the first and I felt a mixture of fear and irritation.

I opened the door and when I did, my lips parted in surprise.

It was Asher.

I was about to ask what he was doing here at this hour, but before the words could escape me, the Alpha King rushed into the room, closed the door, and then cornered me against the wall. His steel gray eyes bore into mine with intensity and his breath was hot against my face.

He smelled heavily like liquor.

“Are you drunk?” I asked as my body trembled.

He’simply stared back at me. “What do you care?”

Frustration bloomed within me and I broke eye contact for a moment to collect

myself.

“I don’t,” I blurted out bravely. “But consuming any bit of alcohol, especially in excess, will only further your disease-”

back in a mocking tone and then he chuckled and stared back down at me. He leaned in even closer.

steadied himself against the wall and

would take me… so

again.”

mean that, could he? Was he really so willing to die, even when he had a family, a wife, a child? I knew that Marco wasn’t his biologically, but did he really care so

back to me

I can see it in your eyes,

Intors

shifted and became almost cruel, dangerous. He wasn’t Asher Collins, not right now. He was the Alpha King and he was giving an order to a

quietly.

far too much about her than anyone else. I keep finding you in the same places she

it seemed. Asher was beyond suspicious of me and my recent actions, and

I

I was trapped.

her?” I shifted the subject from myself. “Coral Felix died five years

Cora,” he cut me off, ignoring half of my statement. My frustration grew exponentially, but before

me by surprise. I struggled underneath him

legs quivered and my body

leaned in

truth,” he whispered, and a chill ran

stop,” I begged timidly.

moment but maintained his hold on me.

tone that was both terrifying and utterly sensual, and he lessened the space between us. “I can tell by your

I wanted him more than words. could express, but not like this, not when he was so inebriated

in so many ways.

could press his lips against. mine, a high-pitched voice called out

my mommy

whipped around instantly, and once he was out of the way, I could see Finnick standing there in his pajamas. His hands were curled into tiny fists at his sides and he glared at the

from the wall and headed toward Finnick, my cheeks heated with embarrassment. No. part of me wanted my son to see me like this, in this

assured him quietly when I reached his