The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 321 Avery's POV Bjorn's door was still closed when I reached the top of the stairs. It was silent inside, which was somehow worse than if he had been throwing a tantrum or playing loud music to drown me out. I knocked twice, and when there was no answer, I pushed the door open a crack. "Can I come in?" I asked. He was sitting on the floor with his back against the bed, knees pulled up to his chest. He didn't lift his head from where it was tucked into his knees, but he didn't tell me to fuck off, so I took that as permission.

Entering the room, I set the plate of cookies on his nightstand and sat down next to him. Neither of us said anything for a while. "You want to tell me what the kid said?" I finally asked. Bjorn's jaw tightened. "It doesn't matter." "It matters to me." He didn't answer for a long moment. "He said I didn't have a real family," he finally muttered. "He said wolves don't have fathers. That I was probably born from some random rogue in a ditch somewhere." I felt the words land right in my heart. "And you hit him for that?" "I hit him a lot," Bjorn said, without a trace of remorse.

him again. I'd given the same lecture so many times by now that I practically had it memorized. But sitting here, looking at the dried blood on his knuckles, all I could think was that I understood why he'd snapped. "You can't keep doing this," I said. "You put him in the hospital, Bjorn. Two broken ribs," "I know," he muttered. He

as Bjorn got older and started asking more things I didn't want to answer, I chose my words carefully. "Your father had a strong wolf," I said. "That's where 1/2 Chapter 321 +25 Bonus you get it from." "But who was he?" "I've told you as much as I can,"

"I don't fit in here, Mom.