The Replacement Luna (A Luna Chronicles Novel) [Completed]

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Sixteen 

Ruth Eden Glass

Quinn lay on his back, arm above his head as soft snores came from his mouth. He looked so damn beautiful – perfect even. I shifted in the bed, readjusting my stomach, before reaching up and pushing a loose dark hair out of his face. Quinn grumbled in his sleep but didn't wake. I admired him for a few minutes, wondering why the hell it took me so long to get to this point.

Leaning forward, I carefully dragged my lips over his chest – which was hard and bare, glistening in the morning light. Quinn groaned softly, waking up as I kissed my way up his chest and to his jaw.

"Damn darlin', now that's a wakeup" Quinn chuckled, eyes fluttering as I kissed his lips softly.

"I know you've got a big conference call later, so I was thinking we could have breakfast together first" I suggested. Quinn yawned dramatically, stretching massively before dropping his arm around my shoulders.

"Breakfast sounds great. Where do you want to go?"

I smirked at him, "oh I was thinking more breakfast in bed?"

His eyes glistened wickedly as he moved onto his side and pressed his naked body against my stomach. "Now, that sounds like my kind of breakfast" he purred. I giggled before leaning forward and kissing him – he tasted like love and felt like heaven. I hummed as I pulled away. "Oh yeah" he chuckled, voice heavy with lust, "that is definitely my kind of breakfast". Then he went in for the real kiss.

After a few rounds of loving, passionate, sex – Quinn needed to leave. "I don't want to go" he complained, running his hands over my stomach.

"You have to". I reached up and pushed hair out of his eyes. "I knew what I was getting into when I agreed to start something up with the Alpha. An Alpha has work to do and always will". I leant up and kissed him again. "Go".

"Alright, alright" he grumbled childishly. I pushed myself into a sitting position, feet dangling over the edge of the bed as Quinn headed into the bathroom. I needed to relieve myself, and couldn't wait until Quinn was finished in my bathroom – so I headed to the large family one.

After relieving myself, I ran myself a bath and climbed in with the hot water soaking my satisfied body. As I was relaxing into hot water, Quinn popped his head around the corner – sharply dressed and ready for the day. "I'll see you later, beautiful". He waved goodbye as I blew him a kiss, before he was gone and a few seconds later the front door closed.

After my shower, I made myself some actual breakfast as I flipped through TV channels. My phone rang, just as I started eating and I groaned in annoyance. Trudging up the stairs to get my phone, I quickly answered it without seeing who was calling – eager to get back to my food. You don't come between a pregnant lady and her first meal of the day.

"Yeah?" I answered dismissively.

There was a soft pause, breathing sounding down the phone, before a familiar voice spoke. "I...I didn't expect you to pick up. I was going to leave a message". Her voice cracked down the phone. I sat on the edge of the bed, no words came out of my mouth. Silence reigned for a few minutes. "Eden?" my mother prompted.

"Yeah...yeah I'm here" I replied.

I had always had a good relationship with my parents, and part of me was actually glad that my father had died before all the mess with Drew happened because he died thinking I was happy, healthy and in love. If my father had been alive to find out what Drew did to me, he would have killed him. And that was no exaggeration.

That was why I found it so hard to forgive my mother. After the death of Abel, and I made the decision to leave Drew, she begged me to give him another chance. I'd already given him two and he'd still cheated on me, causing the death of our son was too much to forgive. But, she pleaded with me to not walk out on him – that the depression of losing a mate, as she recently had, would be worse than staying with a cheating husband.