No Longer Be your Luna (Jane and Xander) novel Chapter 34

Chapter 34

“Jane?” He called out, already striding toward me with his brow furrowed in concern. “What happened?”

“We need to leave,” was all I said.

Aaron didn’t ask any further questions. His eyes drifted to my legs, noticing how I barely balanced my foot on the floor. He closed the distance between us, slipped his arms beneath my knees and back, lifting me like I weighed nothing.

I didn’t even try to resist. I curled into him, resting my head against his chest. His heartbeat was slow and steady. I inhaled slowly, taking in his

scent.

My wolf relaxed. For the first time in what felt like years, we felt safe.

By the time we reached his car, I was numb with exhaustion. Neither of us spoke as we drove. I just stared out the window, hands folded in my lap.

“My mother was granted bail,” I said finally. “They’re saying she has a mental illness, that she just forgot to take her medication that day. That it was all a misunderstanding. This entire scheme reeks of Xander.”

I let out a bitter laugh. I want to say it’s farfetched and she’s just evil. But… It kind of explains a lot. The mood swings, how she treated me, all the things she said and did. It kind of adds up.”

“I don’t care what her diagnosis is. She tried to kill you.”

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I wasn’t surprised by the protectiveness in his tone. “I don’t care anymore,” I muttered, staring at my reflection in the window. But even I could hear how weak it sounded. Like I was trying to convince myself of a lie.

And Aaron could tell. “Look… she needs to face real consequences. Even a restraining order won’t be enough to keep her away. She needs to be locked down, permanently. She…”

My head was throbbing, mirroring the ache in my limbs.

“She’ll come back,” he continued. “You know it. And if they let her off

again…”

“Please,” I murmured. My wolf, Lucky, was just as tired as I was. “I don’t care what happens to Helena fucking Ashford.”

I took a shaky breath, wiped at the sweat on my forehead with the back of my hand and whispered, “Mia’s pregnant.”

The car went deadly quiet.

I didn’t need to look at him to know that his mouth was hanging open.

I laughed… I couldn’t help it. “So you see… It’s me. I’m the problem.”

*Jane*

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