The Luna’s Choice by Kat Silver

Chapter 128: Ayla

A huge rumble echoed through the room, bouncing off the high ceilings, making the walls shake. Harry stopped what he was doing and looked toward the sound. His shoulders instantly became tense and his face contorted into a curious scowl.

“Bare with me, my love,” he said absently to me. “We may have a visitor.”

My heart skipped.

Theo

“Don’t get your hopes up,” Harry snapped. “There’s no way he could have found you. It’s probably some rogue poking around where they shouldn’t be.”

He disappeared into the darkness, the sound of the door closing the only indication he was gone. I waited a moment before pulling at the ring again, trying to work it out of the wood.

“Ayla,” Kylee said to me. “I’m sorry.”

I sighed. I wasn’t in the mood to deal with her apologies. It’s not like they meant anything anyway.

I closed my eyes, pushing passed the headache that had formed.

That was harsh.

And even though she deserved it, I didn’t. I couldn’t carry that pain with me from here.

If we got out of here.

I might as well have faced it

a horrible, selfish

your fated mate,” she rushed.

“For trying to steal someone’s fated mate. Because you sure as hell knew he wasn’t yours. Are you sorry about that too?

for everything,” she said. “I really did love

go down that road? Tell me how much you love the one person who was supposed to be mine? Like I’m supposed just let you have him. News flash, Kylee,

you, Kylee. I gave up my high school years with my friends so I could keep you fed and a roof over your head. I kept you from seeing Ma passed out drunk in a pile of her own sick. I made sure you never knew how many times we were almost taken by some thug

not so much that one. Seeing as Ma never would have let them touch you. Oh, but me? Me, she wouldn’t have put up much of a

say weakly. She sat herself up slowly. “How could

kept leading those assholes right to our doorstep. And you kept making ME talk them

Kylee whispered in shame.

the post, giving my fingers a rest.

said.

you have known that, Ma?” I

explained. “You know that. Kylee needed me more.

feeds you some bullshit story about me being different and you thought that meant

“But you did…”

Because you were still my mother. And because I needed to make sure Kylee was taken care of. You both took everything from me. And it was okay because one day, I’d find my mate, and

my mother’s and sister’s sobs. Instead, focusing on the cold floor against my skin, the rough wood splintering along my back,

my head. I nearly

came back.

was a