My Luna Became An Alpha After I Rejected Her novel Chapter 166

Chapter 166

The hall was almost empty, except for the echo of footsteps and he low hum of the air conditioning. Aiden sat in one of the wooden chairs, elbows on his knees, his face carved with calm detachment. Across from him, James paced back and forth. phone in hand, agitation written in every movement.

“I’m telling you, this is a bad idea,” James said, running a hand through his hair. “You and Damien can’t be in the same room for two minutes without trying to kill each other.”

Aiden’s lips curved in a faint smirk. “Relax, James. I’m not going to kill him… if that’s what’s worrying you.”

“That’s exactly what’s worrying me.” James groaned, stopping mid-pace. He stared down at his phone, thumb hovering over Damien’s contact. “You know what? I’ll just call him and tell him not to come.”

Before he could press dial, the deep rumble of an engine broke the silence outside. Tires screeched to a stop.

“Too late,” Aiden murmured, eyes flicking toward the door. “He’s here.”

James exhaled sharply. “You’re too calm for someone about to be punched in the face.”

“That’s because I’m not here to fight him,” Aiden said, adjusting Himself on the chair. His posture was relaxed, but there was something dangerous beneath it. “I just want to talk.”

The doors swung open. Heavy footsteps echoed across the marble floor.

Damien stepped into the hall, shoulders squared, his expression carved with rage.

“Damien,” James called, walking toward him. They exchanged a brief handshake, but the moment Damien’s eyes found Aiden, the air thickened.

“You son of a bitch,” Damien muttered, his voice low and lethal. The images from the text of Aiden and Cassia together. flashed in his head like lightning. His fists clenched.

He lunged, but James moved quickly, grabbing his arm.

“Hey, hey! Calm down,” James urged. “He just wants to talk.”

Damien’s glare could have cut steel. “That’s why you called me here?”

“I figured if I’d asked you to come talk, you wouldn’t have shown up,” Aiden said, standing slowly, hands sliding into his pockets. His calmness only fueled Damien’s anger.

“I come in peace, Damien,” Aiden said evenly. “I know you hate me – honestly, I hate you too. But this isn’t about us. I just want to talk.”

“At least you admit we hate each other,” Damien growled. “But whatever you want to talk about. I’m not interested.” He turned to leave.

“What if it’s about Amelia and her family?” Aiden said quietly.

Damien froze. Slowly, he turned back, eyes narrowed.

“I got your attention now?” Aiden’s tone was mild, but his gaze surp

Rage flared in Damien’s chest, burning through his restraint. Bere anyone could react, he moved – fast, with his wolf’s speed. His fist connected with Aiden’s jaw, snapping his head to the side. A second punch followed, landing square on his arm.

Aiden stumbled backward, hitting the floor with a grunt.

“Damien!” James grabbed him from behind, struggling to pull him back.

Damien yanked free, chest heaving. “That was for kissing Amelia he spat. “Now-” he stepped closer, eyes blazing-“you have my attention. Talk.”

Aiden groaned, head tilted back. He blinked the dizziness away and pushed himself up slowly, one hand pressed to his jaw.

“Are you okay?” James asked.

“I’ve had worse,” Aiden muttered, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Damien and gave a small, wry smile. “Okay, I deserved that… but that won’t stop me from kissing her again if I ever get the chance.”

Damien’s snarl ripped through the air as he moved again, but James tightened his grip, dragging him back.

“Enough!” James barked.

Aiden took a deep breath, ignoring the throbbing pain in his face as he sat back down. “We might know where Amelia’s family is,” he said finally. “We plan on leaving tomorrow with my men to retrieve them. I assume she’s told you?”

“Watch your tongue,” Damien said darkly. “That’s my woman you’re talking about.”

Aiden inhaled slowly, his wolf growling just beneath the surface begging to strike-but he forced himself to stay composed. He wiped the blood from his chin, gaze still locked on Damien.

“She can’t stay mad at you for long.” Aiden said evenly. “Not if it means keeping her alive.”

Silence hung between them, charged and heavy.

Finally, Damien exhaled. “Fine. I’ll do it.” He turned toward the door, not sparing another glance.

But Aiden’s voice stopped him cold.

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“I’m not your enemy, Damien,” he said quietly. “We just happen to love the same woman the woman I married first.”

Damien’s spine stiffened.

Aiden’s voice lowered, rough and raw. “I hurt her. I lost her. You have her now-and you deserve her. But if you ever make her cry, if she sheds one tear because of you…” He stepped closer eyes dark as midnight. “I’ll come for you myself. And when I do, your pack won’t recognize what’s left of you.”

The silence that followed was suffocating.

Damien met his gaze one last time-rage, pride, and something like respect flickering in his eyes-then turned and slammed the door behind him.

Aiden stood still for a moment, breathing through the ache in his jaw. Then he dragged a thumb across his bleeding lip and smirked faintly.

“See?” he said to James, voice low. “Told you I wouldn’t kill him.”

James exhaled, rubbing his temples. “Not yet, anyway.”

Aiden chuckled, his laughter hollow and tired. “Yeah… not yet.”