Tattooed Luna Novel

Chapter 0071
Da mn this man. Is there anything he doesn’t know about her? “Nope. She hasn’t asked and I haven’t tried
to tell her.”
“She will probably ask this afternoon.”
“Do you want to be there when we tell her?” I asked. Accepting their weird bond was easier said than done. It wasn’t a jealousy issue really but the fact he could read her and I was struggling. I wanted to be
able to do that too.

“Whatever you want, dude. If you feel like I need to be there I will, if not, I’m sure you can handle whatever
she throws at you.” I appreciated his response.
“I’ll call if it gets out of hand.”
“Alright. I’ll have my phone ready. If I might suggest. I know times aren’t safe but taking her out to a secluded place and watch the stars tonight might be a good way to relax her from this stuff and for what tomorrow will bring. Or just anything.” Was he really telling me how to calm her so I could f uck her when the bond snaps in? I was both impressed and annoyed by this. He didn’t know I’ve already done it twice. The second time, she was much more relaxed.
“Thanks, man. I’ll keep that in mind.” We were shaking hands when the girls came back out. Both of them smiling and Jasper was shaking his head. Not sure I want to know what they did to him.

in the trunk before he told Emmy and Kristen get in the car. Her b*dy told me not to touch her. Angled towards the window, chin resting on her hand, which was on the window. As much as I wanted to hold her hand, I just drove. Men tally, I knew she still had some

Kristen’s pov
There was something final about a funeral. Before it, you expect them to walk into the room at any moment. After, the acceptance was tolerable. It will be weird living in a world that Ace wasn’t in. He was always right beside me, protecting me, loving me. As we drove, the more I felt like I was putting that world behind me and starting something new. First thing first, I needed to get out of this dress.
As soon as we pulled up, I made a beeline to Alec’s room to change. I knew he was following me but I was on a mission. However, I did leave the door open for him to come in. As I was looking through my bag for what I wanted, he walked past me, pulling his shirt out of his pants. As much as I tried to resist, my eyes caught a peak of his muscular back and my amazing artwork on it.
Needing to escape, my as s darted to the bathroom. Looking at myself in the mirror, I didn’t recognize the
person in front of me. Her l*p was cut, shadows under her eyes and just looked sullen. Taking a deep