No Longer Be your Luna (Jane and Xander) novel Chapter 28

Chapter 28: The Great Alpha.

*Jane*

Aaron drove in through tall iron gates, revealing an enormous

mansion with stone walls that made it look like a castle. I

blinked, stunned. It was like something out of a movie.

This was nothing like the home I previously shared with

Xander. Ours was modernized to suit Xander’s taste, but this… it

screamed old money. A generation of wealth and obvious

architectural prowess. It was magnificent.

“Wow,” I breathed as the car came to a stop near the grand

entrance. “This is your place?”

He smirked and got out first, turning around to open my door

for me. I stepped out slowly, still staring up at the towering

building. My eyes drifted to the right, finding a perfectly

trimmed garden, all sorts of flowers.

No wonder Aaron always had a smile on his face. I would too if I

lived here.

“Do you live here alone?”

He raised an eyebrow as we climbed up the steps. “What? Does

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it look lonely?”

“No,” I said, shaking my head. “It’s just… extravagant. I mean, the

Lorenz pack is the biggest one, but this looks like something for

royalty.”

Aaron gave a mock bow and extended his hand dramatically.

“Welcome to the pack house, Jane. My royal chateau is yours.”

I rolled my eyes, laughing despite myself and followed him

inside.

And the moment we crossed the threshold, I froze. The exterior

did nothing to prepare me for what I was currently looking at.

The front hall alone was larger than our living room.

A massive crystal chandelier hung from the high ceiling, giving

the room a warm glow. My breath caught in my throat. It was

beautiful.

I jerked as a soft whirring sound filled the hall. I turned to see an

elderly man in a black wheelchair approaching us.

“About time.” His lips were set in a pout as he pushed himself

closer to where we stood. “You finally remembered where

home is.”

Aaron let out a groan. “You sound like my wife, Grandpa.”

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Grandpa? My eyes flickered between them. There was barely

any resemblance. The man had gray hair, a lean frame probably

from muscles that shrunk with age. The only thing they had in

common was their identical blue eyes.

His Grandpa grunted and gave Aaron a once–over. “And you

still act like a runaway husband. This house gets scary at night,

you know.”

I slapped a hand over my mouth to stifle my laughter. I could

see where Aaron got his sense of humor from.

Aaron, burst into laughter. “The great Alpha George, scared of

the dark? You really are getting old.”

George narrowed his eyes with a grin so identical to Aaron’s I

almost forgot who I was looking at. “And your leg still freezes

up when you’re scared. Should I call you old?”

I stood there watching as they traded barbs. I didn’t have that

with my family. Well, a little bit. They threw barbs, and I just

sat there and took it.

George Lorenz had been a great Alpha, building LZ group from

scratch, and he still had time for his family. I’d read all about it

in the news.

Aaron wasn’t exaggerating when he called him the great Alpha.

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George had sacrificed a lot for his pack, including his ability to

walk. It happened twenty years ago, during the largest rogue

riot in New York. He took down ten rogues… alone.

Aaron suddenly turned to me, pulling me forward and within

view. “Grandpa, I’d like you to meet Jane. She’s… a friend.”

I blinked at the title. I wasn’t sure whether to smile or to wince. I

settled for something in between. “Nice to meet you, Mr.

Lorenz.”

place to stay, that’s all.”

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nothing about Aaron. I didn’t even think of asking him about hist

past or his present. My attention was all on Xander and his

mistress. It seems now that Aaron has a wife who has broken

his heart and a caustic grandfather living with him.

“If you bring Yve up one more time… I swear, I’ll call that damn

nursing home in Connecticut and tell them you’re ready for

bingo nights again.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Watch me.”

There was a slight pause, and then laughter.

“What?” Aaron asked. He didn’t sound amused.

“You’re falling in love with her.”

I froze.

“That’s my business, old man,” Aaron replied. He didn’t deny it.

“Alright then. She can stay. But don’t say I didn’t warn you”

I heard the squeak of wheels as George turned his wheelchair away, disappearing down the hall. I jerked, shifting my concentration to the painting.

“I’m sorry about him,” Aaron said as he reached me. “He’s not

always like that. He has PTSD and severe paranoia from his

past. Being an Alpha wasn’t an easy job during his time.”

I nodded. Aaron took my bag and led me up the grand staircase

and down an even wider hallway.

“Your room is this way.”

I followed after him, noting a line of dusty frame portraits on

the wall. George was in most of them, standing proud with a

man that looked like an older version of Aaron.

When we reached a door halfway down the hall, Aaron turned

to me. “So are you really going through with it? The divorce?”

“Yes,” I replied. I was surprised to find that my chest felt much

more relaxed. It was not until this moment that I realized how

heavy this decision was for me. “I’m done for his trick.”

“That’s good, this call for a celebration.” He grinned down at me.

“how about champagne.”

“Well, besides champagne…” I trailed off and smiled up at him. “I

need a damn good lawyer to take Xander down.”