Rebirth of the Broken Luna A Second Chance at Luna's Heart novel Chapter 10

Reborn From Regret A Second Chance at Luna’s Heart

Chapter 10

Xenois

As we drove toward their home that was located in the less populated area of the town, Riley quickly fell asleep in the backseat,

clearly suffering from jet lag.

“How is Ollie really doing?” Sophia asked quietly, once she was sure her son was asleep. Any improvement?”

I fixed my eyes on the road unwilling to admit to her how little I knew about my own son’s condition.

“He seemed better this morning, actually. More energetic and bouncing off the walls.”

“That’s wonderful news!” She held my hand squeezing it gently as she added. “I’ve been so worried about him. About all of you.”

I felt guilty. Sophia wasn’t the villain in this story.

She actually seemed to care about Luna and Ollie, and has never pushed for more than I was willing to give. My mistakes with my

own marriage wasn’t her fault.

“Luna’s been… different today,” I spoke surprising myself that I was bringing her up. Normally she was a taboo topic whenever I was with Sophia.

“Something’s changed. I can’t put my finger on it.”

Sophia studied me, looking thoughtful. “Different how?”

‘Like she’s… I don’t know. Waiting for something.” I shook my head, frustrated about what happened this morning, the quiet tension that Luna was acting unaware of. “Or like she knows something I don’t.”

“Could she have found out? About us?” Sophia sounded worried as I looked at her.

“No,” I said quickly, then paused. “At least, I don’t think so. But there’s something… I trailed off, not certain on how to speak of the odd feelings that had been disturbing me all day.

The conversation died down as I entered the private road leading to the Kingston estate.

He nodded. “That’s what Mom says too. That you keep the monsters away.”

I watched him as he slept, feeling a paternal feeling towards him. I promised him and I didn’t want to ever break any of my promises

that I made to Riley.

Unlike the promises I made to my own son, which I broke all the time.

I didn’t hear Sophia enter until she spoke from the doorway.

“He only sleeps that deeply when you’re near,” she said quietly. “It’s like his wolf recognizes yours as protection. Safety.”

I stood, careful not to disturb the sleeping child. “He’ll be fine now. The flight tired him out.”

Sophia nodded her head as she led me to her study before pouring two glasses of bourbon from a crystal decanter, handing one to me before taking a seat on the small sofa.

“You seem distracted today,” she observed, taking a sip of her drink. “Is everything alright with the pack?”