The Luna Is Gone by Angelique Quinn

Chapter 138

Diana’s pov

Upon hearing Nathan’s questioning, my shoulders tensed slightly.

But quickly, I pretended to be nonchalant and continued examining Moss’s injuries.

“What After confirming that Moss only had minor superficial wounds, I asked him, exactly happened?”

Moss wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, his cold gaze shooting towards Nathan.

“That’s a question for Alpha Nathan. Why did he climb in from the balcony and break into your room in the middle of the night?”

I blinked in surprise, subconsciously glancing at the balcony. The window there was wide open, letting in a continuous draft. However, before I went to sleep, the balcony window was closed.

I furrowed my brows, turning to Nathan, hoping he could provide a reasonable explanation.

However, Nathan didn’t think his actions were problematic at all.

Instead, he pointed at Moss, questioning me, “Him! Why is he in your room in the middle of the night?”

His angry expression was as if I were a cheating wife.

But I wasn’t.

I couldn’t help but laugh, asking, “What does it have to do with you?”

My words undoubtedly angered Nathan.

He furrowed his brow, lips pressed tightly together, and the rage in his eyes could almost ignite the surrounding air.

“It has nothing to do with me?” he roared hoarsely, “Don’t forget, you’re a woman I’ve slept with. How dare you say it has nothing-”

Slap!

I raised my hand and gave Nathan a resounding slap.

The sound echoed through the entire living room.

“Don’t forget, we’re done. You have no right to control me!”

Nathan’s face turned chillingly cold as he touched his rapidly swelling cheek, shooting me a piercing gaze, sharp as a sword.

“Are you now hitting me for this scum?” He pointed at Moss, his eyes bloodshot.

“You’re so desperate! So lacking in men! Victor just left, and you’re so impatient to find another man to satisfy you?”

“What the hell are you talking about? Moss is my friend. He’s staying here because he cares about my injuries.”

“Am I talking nonsense, or did I hit the truth, making you feel guilty? Do you know

that tonight I was originally planning-”

Alll I talking nonsense, vi i te tuuli, laking you feel guilty: Do you that tonight, I was originally planning-”

I sternly

want to hear another

suffocating silence settled in the

a deep breath, ran my fingers through my hair, suddenly feeling

I

should I explain

In his eyes, I would forever

case, why waste more words?

a faint, mocking smile.

and moved to

Nathan’s increasingly ferocious gaze, I slowly but firmly

arm.

need a man.

smiled provocatively

you can rest assured about, even if I seduced every man in the world, this man definitely wouldn’t be

“Diana!‘

blind, of course, I saw. But I don’t care! Alpha Nathan, do you want sympathy? Did you pick the wrong person? You should be seeking comfort from your

erupted in my chest.

end up buried together with another woman, I must continue to love you humbly,

suddenly, the blood draining from his face.

remained unmoved, and I found this man in front of me increasingly annoying. Pointing to the wide–open balcony window,

“Get out!”

he didn’t say anything, just walked towards the balcony, disappearing into the thick night.

staring into the

didn’t move until

a step back and apologized,

wouldn’t have fought with Nathan or gotten

faint sigh came from

you instead of sorry. Otherwise, it looks like I got beaten up badly by

unsure of what to say. Following Moss’s request, I thanked him very seriously. Moss

in the middle of

fell into

it was two

finally scabbed over, and my body was gradually recovering.

bad news was-

my office chair, lifted my water cup,

pain made me groan, and I staggered

Healer!” Fisher roared, “You’ve been

a sharp breath and said, “Moss told me he got me sick

it.” Fisher asserted unyieldingly, “So technically, you’ve

my chest, and several times I wanted to tear Fisher’s

upcoming plan, I endured

illegal statements, I feigned a weak appearance of submission.

my head in silence, Fisher became even more arrogant and triumphant.

to enjoy the feeling of being able to punish me at will,

really well, and I was satisfied,” he said, his eyes gleaming with cunning.

money by hiring a janitor.

you shouldn’t have any objections.”