The Lunas Second Chance Mate – Chapter 107

Alyson

Olivera practically shoves me into the bed, the sheets still messy from this morning and his exit to wake me up on the floor nearby. I want to erase the rest of this day from memory, but it’s impossible to ignore. Everything has gone to hell today, even meeting with Marshal and hearing him admit the truth; he and the elders are no better than Jennifer and Jacob were to me.

What’s worse is that deep down, somewhere way deep in my conscious, is that I truly believed the elders were innocent, and I wanted Olivera to see that. In all reality, he was right. He said the elders were keeping captive rogues, testing on them and hurting them, and I didn’t believe it. I should have; maybe this wouldn’t hurt so much if I had.

ies.

in the dining hall

oft bed. His hand rests on the back of my upper thigh. It makes me cringe expectantly. It’s a taunt, a promise, or maybe even a reminder of his power over me.

ave to train the new warriors afterwards.”

f. I sit up slightly, his hand grabbing harder aroun

ogues found us and wanted to join,” he says while shruggin

release them, didn’t y

that I owe you an explanation, sweetheart, but my pack didn’t release them. Whoever did, doesn’t matter—they are here now and willing to fight.”

curled on my blanket from the night before, and I stay cowering here in my spot like the stray I feel like I am.

is, but it can’t be more death and pain.

tiful, Luna,” he taunts, laying back obnoxiously in bed, as though overexaggerating how comfortable it is over there instead of where I lay now. “I’d like to think I’ve been quite nice to you and thi

k obnoxiously in bed, as though overexaggerating how comfortable it is over there instead of where I lay now. “I’d like to thin

ches in anxiety. “I am not your p

lean as you assumed.”

, subduing a groan in pain. He’s right. The world I thought I knew on the outside of my old cage isn’t as different as I assumed. If anything, I traded my life of misery and abuse to be blind to

wounds me to think of

only one I can come up with. That is until my peaceful dreams are suddenly startled back to reality.

ght into my vision, the rest of my surroundings limited to the arms that carry my body.

past me so fast that I almost feel my head completely submerge under the rapids. Someone grabs at the cloth bag over my head and pulls me up, thankfully before the water can completely overtake my airways.

bag is rip

ok of hate.

n rips the tie off from around my mouth, pulling my hair slightly and letting me dip underneath the water for a moment.

weeping river. “What are doing?”

ee. You distract my Alpha far too much and I can’t continue to ignore your influence on him. We will have a war, one way or another, and with you toying with h

all wolves—no one should get hurt anymore.”

t eyes tracing down the sight of me in the cold water of the creek

ng stones on my wrists still heavy on my wolf. “What does

ng from all around the creek-side, heads hunkered down and ready to strike. “So, Luna whore, me and my men will be the hunters.”

I am the—”