Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 188

Chapter 189

Xena's POV

I stared at the photo, my heart hammering against my ribs like it wanted to escape. It

showed Ryder and me walking together, completely unaware we were being watched. A

chill ran down my spine as I realized someone had been documenting our private

moments.

"That was taken outside the pack house. Remember? When we went for that short walk," Ryder said, his voice tight with barely controlled rage.

Of course I remembered. It had been just a few minutes of fresh air after watching that

movie. Logan had made me sign my will earlier that day, and I'd just wanted to clear my head before sleep. We'd been so relaxed, so carefree, completely oblivious to the eyes

tracking our every move.

"The angles of these photos are all from above," I said to everyone in the room, trying to

keep my voice steady, not wanting to sound as terrified as I felt.

"And they're zoomed in?" Alpha Benedict frowned, his forehead creasing with concern.

"We don't have any buildings tall enough to capture these shots from this angle. Like that

There's nothing nearby that could provide

you thinking?" Ryder asked, his

a drone or something. These could be screenshots," I

can be controlled from miles away." Ryder practically roared. I placed

it might not be someone from our pack. Could be someone outside our territory, up in a tree," I reasoned,

face his father, his eyes wild with rage. "How

to it. It had

"Did you find anything

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Chapter 189

phone is connected to that company. The number that sent the photos is also from the same company," Alpha Benedict

hit a chair. In one swift motion, he grabbed it and hurled it through the closed window. The sound of shattering glass made my stomach

"RYDER!" Alpha Benedict shouted.

now. Ryder needed me. "Ryder, come on." Grabbing his

with fury as he

the room.

I supposed to keep you safe when the fucking sky is watching you?" Ryder was completely losing it. The couch was flipped over, an armchair landed on the balcony, and the dresser

framed drawing I'd made for him. My heart cracked a little. That picture meant something special

voice stronger than

He didn't respond, but he looked at me. His eyes were filled with anger, but

trashed. Feel better?" I asked

white from clenching

not making any move

in. William surveyed the room, then looked at me, checking if I was hurt, before turning his attention.

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