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."

make it messier. Better safe than sorry." He stepped backward, gave me a

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

the pack of

to buy that?" She asked, and she looked flabbergasted. Her cheeks tinted with

it." I chuckled. I think I would enjoy teasing

raised as she 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 to happen again. Not ever." "What do you mean? Did we have sex after we signed the papers?"

I have a memory lapse? Because I was sure, I hadn't seen her after we signed

In my dreams. She was riding me, and I was fucking her. Just

hold on, was it a dream,

her back on me. She went to the small, round table nearby and took out the food inside burgers, french fries, and soft drinks. I just watched her, but I had no plan of letting

we had sex?"

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

sake, Adessa,

now? Did your amnesia extend

my voice. I just wanted a fucking answer, and I had no idea why she had to go and beat around the

night after

and facing the table again. She placed the food back inside the brown bags, and it made my forehead crease. When she realized what she was doing, she let out

"Where?"

was really

In my room, your room, the office, the kitchen,

it on the couch too. And standing by

hung open as the image of Desiree's expression came flooding into my head. She looked furious when she came in, but it was wiped

night?" I asked her in a low tone, my gaze following her as she sat on the only chair in the

And I couldn't find it

the videos I watched looked familiar. It was the robe Desiree grabbed from me. She knew I had Adessa there, and it was the only logical explanation why she looked for clothes under the bed-to make sure I wouldn't

Desiree

shouldn't she be upset and not cover it up? Unless she had her own fucking