REBORN OF THE VENGEFUL LUNA

IA'S

ncle Mark having a conversation with Royce who was still in his apron, holding a spatula. Alpha

e on the table, and without a word I sat down and

ads to take in my appearance. I noticed the amused look in Jacks

ew years older than me, but due to his physique and boldness, he was able

butter all over his toast. His hazel eyes gleamed as he studied me, wondering i

ng because I was usually cheerful, vibra

ut no one had blonde hair like I did. My mum's hair was a rich red wine color and my father's hair was black. The name 'Blondie' usuall

ous since je didn't even both

once you're done, we have a me

, Uncle Mark looked at me silently as if wondering what was wrong and probably trying to keep his sa

the entire time we ate, so

I asked with a frown, noting the quirky sm

Jackson was the one to say, and even though he and

ht?" I sigh when he suddenly sat down next to me, sandwiching me betwe

o assume that he would just believe me? We were just cousins, but Royce and I have been best friends for what you can call forever. He knew me just as much as

ing his eyes, and it looked like he soon hgve u

f mine, and even though I knew I would see Royce there, I was sure I'd drop my

now and I didn't intend to stay i

trust him, but I felt that what he had done, he was either blackmailed or forced. I didn't want to assume o

, and my brows furrowed seeing him leaning

eyes hea

s. And since Royce had practically slept with the ones we already had, he decided to try out the new ones

ved the stories since he was usually so detailed and honest about

er just got enough. He used women like a gum. Once you chew one, it starts loosing its taste so y

ould he just break her heart. Who knows, he might not even be able to accept her because once he did, they'