The Lunas Second Chance Mate – Chapter 116

Olivera

I knew even when I cocked my hand back on impulse that I didn’t want to hurt her. The last thing I want to see is to watch Alyson cry, to see her in any pain or danger, but she weeps and bleeds because of my impulse. I want to pick her up and hold her, to kiss her endlessly, but she isn’t my mate.

Instead, at the surprise of her stopping her mate from charging me, I step aside and push out of the conference room. I almost wish I had allies right now, or friends, just so I could be able to vent and hear some kind of support to what I have become while being in this pack’s palace. I have no one, though, not even my wolf.

he Luna. It was a horrid mist

mbling all over and if my wolf wasn

name, picturing her in my head.

ha far before I ever became one, even running away from our pack as young pups so we could be mates. She was my fated, my everything, and I will always compare every other wolf to her spectacular life.

he was everything I could have wanted in a mate and I lost her. I didn’t protect her. I lost my entire world when she was taken from me, running to a nearby market to pick up some herbs when I came down with a cold. She left the safety of my side for me and it cost her t

Ryan

over on the floor, sobbing into her hands and practically screaming her cries. She hasn’t been this upset in a long, long time and it burns me to see her like this, rejecting my help so she can live in this pain by herse

of willpower in my body to not shift, run down the hall, and break that rogue’s neck. I should do it anyways, when she calms down, but something tells me that would only upset her more. She loves hard, and she cares endlessly for the underdog, knowing that is the position she used to be in herself.

ysterics.

ling. Everything is going

wants someone to hate. It’s not right, Ryan. It’s such a difficult thing to overcome but you and I have been through our

n’t see things that don’t align with what they want to see. He is blinded by pain and

s propped up over my lap. “Fritz was right in what he told me. he had proof. And now the world is doomed.”

k down at her, perplexed. “What do you mean, doome

ity, Ryan. The wolves you set loose.”

ey were all sick, weren’t they?”

end well, Ryan. We’re looking at a lot of death.”

?” I ask.

eary eyes filled with dread.

Alyson

lly sleep through the night. It’s been awhile since nightmares of my time in the barracks have plagued my sleep. I stay curled in the same spot all night, my head releasing the migraine that it holds, and finally feeling free of the stress that overwhelms my min

eties and not feel fear over them. I just want it all to work out. As it will, of course.

It has to.

ing slow to see Ryan awake and sitting up against the bedframe. His mind link is so chaotic in thought that he boots me out of his head by accident, so overwhelmed that there isn

I breathe, seeing him not even flinch at the sound

grin. “Hey, darling. What’s wrong? Nightmares?”

ke my head. “No. For once, it was good dreams.”

urns genuine. “I’m happy

inquire. “What is going on with you?”

worried for my pack. What if I got some of our wolves sick? I can’t live with myself if anyone dies over what I did in haste. I thought I was doing something g

nderstandable, Ryan,” I breathe. “But you did it thinking you were doing something right. You thought you were helping

won’t be easy.”

ke.

together closer in the end. Easy has never been our strength, anyways.