The Forgotten Luna by Cassandra M

Chapter 33

KAEL.

"Rasmus. You said you caught her in bed with Rasmus." Her lips uttered these words, and rage surged within me.

I had no idea if I was furious because Desiree cheated on me or because Rasmus was my cousin, and I expected better from him. "So we fought over her."

She shook her head. "No. I was not aware of any confrontation. You tried to move on while he tried reaching out to you many times over the first few months of our marriage, and then he stopped. He began calling again when he heard about your accident, but Miranda didn't want any other Alphas to know you were in a coma, so every time he called, like with other Alphas wanting to speak with you, Dexter or Landon would make up excuses. But before that accident, you would simply decline his call."

The fucker had the audacity to talk to me like nothing had happened. I grunted in my head.

"Have you met him? Face-to-face?" I asked.

She shook my head. "We were supposed to attend an event, but you backed out when you found out he was attending."

I asked because I was intrigued by Rasmus' comment that she was beautiful. Did he have a thing for her too? Was Rasmus like Draco, wanting to have every woman I had? Why did he assist me in locating her? Was he really helping us, or was this a trap?

Before I could contemplate more, a knock came to the door. I checked the window first and saw the man from downstairs carrying two food bags, alone and whistling.

He was fast, but then the fast food was just across the street.

I grabbed my wallet and pulled out some bills before opening the door, just enough so he wouldn't see Adessa inside, and he could think we were already doing something.

He gave me the paper bags, and I handed him his money. His eyes twinkled again, and he thanked me before pulling something out from his back pocket.

"Here, take it. It's a gift from me." He said, and I couldn't stop chuckling as I took the pack of condoms from him.

"Thanks, man."

messier. Better safe than

smiling when I turned around. Adessa was watching me, her forehead creasing in confusion because a moment ago, I

wiggled the pack of condoms, and her eyes

She asked, and she looked flabbergasted. Her cheeks tinted with red, and

I chuckled. I think I would enjoy

shook them, her head shaking as well while she continued to blush. "No. No. Not again. That one after we signed the divorce papers was already a mistake! It's not going

was sure, I hadn't seen her after we

dreams. She was riding me, and I was

a dream, or was

to talk about it, Kael." She sneered at me, then grabbed the paperbags from my hands and turned her back on me. She went to the small, round table nearby and took out the food inside burgers, french fries, and

the last time we had sex?" I

said in a sharp tone. "I don't want to talk

Adessa, just

now? Did your amnesia extend up to the last two weeks of your life? Are you just going to pretend that you don't

was trying not to raise my voice. I just wanted a fucking answer, and I had no idea why she had to go and beat

night after we signed

food back inside the brown bags, and it made my forehead

"Where?"

me?" She was really annoyed, and I

your room, the office, the kitchen,

The last room before the balcony door on the second floor. In the bed, oh, we did it on the couch too. And standing by the window.

Desiree's expression came flooding into my head. She looked furious when she came in, but it was wiped out the moment I asked her if we had

asked her in a low tone, my gaze following her as

And I couldn't find it the next

from me. She knew I had Adessa there, and it was

chest heaved. Desiree had been

I fucked Adessa, shouldn't she be upset and not