The Lunas Second Chance Mate – Chapter 115

Alyson

I walk back into my home stunned and dripping wet from the rain. Fritz offered to run me back, or run with me, but I declined. I needed the time to myself to think. The rain has me shivering, drenched and exhausted, but it’s the least of my worries. Ryan has been trying to connect through the link with me but I didn’t have the heart to answer his requests.

One of the warriors in the foyers strips off his coat and lays it over my shoulders. I give him a friendly nod, wondering if his family in the outskirts of the pack will get sick, if they will all perish, and it will be my fault.

embrace.

gusts.

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ts. He tips his head up at the meeting of our gazes, and I swallow hard at the pressure I feel to tell Ryan and Olivera what is truly going on.

at I’ve done to doom

o follow. “You need to come as well.”

l, wounded soul. She was sick; Fritz showed me the papers on her specifically. She never stood a chance as weak, pregnant omega.

ing my legs into the chair while Ryan tries to wipe my tears away.

my eyes welling, and shake my head in rebuttal.

over. “Well, then we will release them,” he says

s, Olivera.”

s broad brow. “What are you saying

t just because they wanted to eradicate the rogue race or anything, it was because they were sick. There’s an illness affecting the weaker wolves in the world and they took them so it woul

snaps, grabbing a chair from the table and slamming it against the wall just past my shoulder. I flinch, holding onto Ryan tight so he doesn’t fly off the handle and start another blood battle. I look down, only hearing the heavy pants of breathe

a snarls.

uld panic.”

think we should do now, darling.”

elieve that you would fall for any of it. You’re just a spoiled Luna in her pretty palace, content with the death of her subordinates.”

ders toward. I won’t let him get away calling me such atrocities, knowing damn well I would help any wolf in need just as I had wished someone would ha

eed violence to solve this mess. I can talk and mediate this issue away. I know I can.

w you the papers, I’m sure you will understand—”

ee is already ready to charge forward and intervene. I don’t want a fight. Olivera laughs at my attempts of peace.

ust like those peacemakers,” Olivera says through his locked jaw. “So willing to screw over every other wolf out there and

y be more trouble.

,” I murmur, holding back tears.

k to the door, my heart banging like a gong against my chest, feeling so ill a

mate and he thinks he needs revenge to get over it. He thinks it will help ease the pain of losing her; of losing their pup.”

livera’s eyes growing twice their typic

ay to me?”

ack.

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