Chasing His Wolfless Luna Back (Rayna Quinn) novel Chapter 97

Face to Her

Thea’s POV

Sweets always made things better. I sat in the corner of the restaurant, staring at the fancy chocolate cake in front of me while taking occasional sips of juice. Sebastian and Leo had gone on a father–son camping trip, giving me some much–needed alone time.

I savored the sweetness melting on my tongue, letting my mind drift back to the prison visit. I’d expected Kane to disown the baby or at least avoid responsibilities. But instead, he’d not only accepted it but also fucking confessed his love for me.

He needed to understand it was too late. I would never consider being with him again. He tried to kill me, for Goddess‘ sake! What kind of woman would I be if I went back to him

after that?

I’d made my decision about this child–I wouldn’t deny Kane his rights as a father, but I didn’t want to see him again. Maybe Iris could take the baby to visit him. That was the most I could offer.

I was so fucking tired. I’d sought love from two men, endured seven years of Sebastian’s coldness and contempt, then fell for Kane’s deception, and all I got was heartbreak and

pain.

It was time to stop looking for love because, from where I stood, love didn’t want me. Never had. I was learning to accept that now. At least I knew where to focus my attention

-on myself and my children.

I cut off another piece of cake, enjoying this brief moment of peace when a sharp voice

pierced through my bubble.

“Well, look who it is. Our former Luna stuffing her face. Aren’t you afraid you’ll get fatter?

Though I suppose you’re already fat enough.”

I looked up to see Vanessa standing there with that bitchy smile plastered on her face. She was one of Sebastian’s top financial advisors at Ashworth Pack and had been one of the cruelest people to me. I never understood where her hostility came from. Sure, I’d been Sebastian’s Luna, a position she probably wanted, but anyone with half a brain could see how much Sebastian despised me.

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Face to Her

Behind her stood several other wolves from Ashworth Pack, all watching with smug

expressions.

“What, no male to eat with?” she continued with her taunts.

I put down my fork and took a sip of water, completely ignoring her existence.

“I’m talking to you, you wolfless bitch!” Her voice rose several decibels.

I finally looked up at her, my face calm. “I heard you. I just don’t make it a habit to respond to trash.”

Her face turned a nasty shade of purple. “How dare you talk to me like that? You think you’re something special now that you’ve got money? Your wings got hard?”

“Whether my wings are hard doesn’t matter,” I replied coldly. “What matters is I don’t need to please anyone anymore. You people insulted me for years thinking I’d always take it. That was pretty fucking naive of you.”

Her eyes narrowed dangerously. “Who do you think you are? One call and Sebastian will put you back in your place. Did you forget whose side he always took?”

Sophia, one of Moon Bay’s most successful restaurant chain owners, stood at our table. She looked powerful in her dark dress, her presence commanding respect. I’d invested in her company before, and while we were only business associates, I felt relieved to see her.

“This woman is causing trouble in your restaurant. I suggest you throw her out,” Vanessa immediately switched personas. “We just wanted to say hi, and she lashed out at us.”

She pulled out a tablet showing our interaction. Vanessa’s face turned pale instantly.

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