Revenge of the Broken Luna novel Chapter 3

ELIOT

I never meant it to happen. I just wanted to kill that bastard's baby, not her.

I felt two snaps when I was about to dive into a long night in my office, as I usually did for over a month. It was bond-breaking, and I knew they were not from my men because I didn't get any report about an attack or someone dying, except Hannah and her baby. And the news came soon from the hospital that they were dead. Hannah and our baby were dead.

I finally could feel a bond between us, which confirmed her words that the baby was mine. Still, it didn't lower my hatred for her for cheating on me. But it didn't matter anymore, as they were dead now. They were no longer with me in this world anymore.

I couldn't describe my feelings right now. Anger, disappointment, sadness, and guilty mixed into one. But one thing. I didn't feel any happiness at all. I now knew the truth, and it was already too late even for just feeling them all.

I shouldn't be here. I should be with Hannah since we promised to stay together forever. Yet I let her die alone. I was such a coward, wasn't I?

I knew Kai, my wolf, agreed with me this time. He always sided with her, even at the time I caught Hannah and Ken sleeping on the same bed, naked. He told me to hear her explanation, but I chose to ignore him.

Maybe he was right all this time. Maybe Hannah didn't cheat on me, and, as she said, she didn't know why she ended up with him. Although it was true, I shouldn't torture her and kill my own baby. I should give her proper rejection so we could move on in peace.

However, it was too painful to accept. My body was hurt, and so was my soul. And her death crushed the fragile side of me.

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I drank half a bottle of whiskey in one gulp. I didn't need glass because it only tortured me to have it little by little. And I wanted to see my Hannah soon, look at her beautiful face, staring at her cerulean eyes, and have her warm smile to calm me down. And the easiest way was to let my mind fly to her.

I took another gulp, and in an instant, a bottle was already empty. But strangely, I still couldn't find my lovely Hannah. Where was she?

Maybe this wasn't enough.

Thus, I put the empty bottle randomly and trudged over to the cabinet, where I placed a lot of booze inside. My alcohol tolerance was pretty high. But I only had them occasionally as my Luna wanted me not drunk to carry out my responsibility as Alpha.

Luna.

My Luna.

My Hannah.

I opened the second bottle and drank it fast to hold back my tears. And by the time I breathed in deep, I had emptied over half of it. I blinked at the surrounding, searching for figures I missed so much. Still nothing. Why didn't Hannah show up? Was she mad at me?

She must do. There was no reason she wasn't angry at me. I hurt her.

I hurt both of them.

Again, I gulped the second drink, and in a minute, I already had a third one in my hand and was ready to savor it. Fucked the Alpha's job. I needed to have this to meet her.

"Alpha!"

I faintly heard someone calling me, also a familiar scent. But somehow, it couldn't calm me down.

"Eliot!" Casey quickly reached for me and tried to take the bottle in my hand. "Enough!" She shouted again after the bottle was in her hand.

I let out a guttural growl, knowing she succeeded in stopping me, and I was angry about that. No one could order an Alpha.