THE FORGOTTEN LUNA novel Chapter 33

KAEL.

“Rasmus. You said you caught her in bed with Rasmus.” Her lips uttered these words, and rage surged within me.

I had no idea if I was furious because Desiree cheated on me or because Rasmus was my cousin, and I expected better from him.

“So we fought over her.”

She shook her head. “No. I was not aware of any confrontation. You tried to move on while he tried reaching out to you many times over the first few months of our marriage, and then he stopped. He began calling again when he heard about your accident, but Miranda didn’t want any other Alphas to know you were in a coma, so every time he called, like with other Alphas wanting to speak with you, Dexter or Landon would make up excuses. But before that accident, you would simply decline his call.”

The fucker had the audacity to talk to me like nothing had happened. I grunted in my head.

“Have you met him? Face-to-face?” I asked.

She shook my head. “We were supposed to attend an event, but you backed out when you found out he was attending.”

I asked because I was intrigued by Rasmus’ comment that she was beautiful. Did he have a thing for her too? Was Rasmus like Draco, wanting to have every woman I had? Why did he assist me in locating her?

Was he really helping us, or was this a trap?

Before I could contemplate more, a knock came to the door. I checked the window first and saw the man from downstairs carrying two food bags, alone and whistling.

He was fast, but then the fast food was just across the street.

I grabbed my wallet and pulled out some bills before opening the door, just enough so he wouldn’t see Adessa inside, and he could think we were already doing something.

He gave me the paper bags, and I handed him his money. His eyes twinkled again, and he thanked me before pulling something out from his back pocket.

“Here, take it. It’s a gift from me.” He said, and I couldn’t stop chuckling as I took the pack of condoms from him.

“Thanks, man.”

“No problem, sir. Getting her pregnant will make it messier. Better safe than sorry.” He stepped backward, gave me a salute, and then turned around.

I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face as I closed the door and was still smiling when I turned around. Adessa was watching me, her forehead creasing in confusion because a moment ago, I was scowling.

I wiggled the pack of condoms, and her eyes widened.

“Did you ask him to buy that?” She asked, and she looked flabbergasted. Her cheeks tinted with red, and it made her look innocent.

“Why not? We might need it.” I chuckled. I think I would enjoy teasing her. A little more wouldn’t hurt.

“No!” Her hands raised as she shook them, her head shaking as well while she continued to blush. “No. No. Not again. That one after we signed the divorce papers was already a mistake! It’s not going to happen again. Not ever.”

“What do you mean? Did we have sex after we signed the papers?” I asked, confused again.

Did I have a memory lapse? Because I was sure, I hadn’t seen her after we signed the paper.

Well, I did. In my dreams. She was riding me, and I was fucking her. Just the thought made something twitch inside my pants.

But hold on, was it a dream, or was it real?

“I don’t want to talk about it, Kael.” She sneered at me, then grabbed the paperbags from my hands and turned her back on me. She went to the small, round table nearby and took out the food inside—burgers, french fries, and soft drinks.

I just watched her, but I had no plan of letting the topic go.

“When was the last time we had sex?” I finally asked.

“I said…” She said in a sharp tone. “I don’t want to talk about it.”