The Lunas Second Chance Mate – Chapter 74

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Alyson

I’ve known pain. I’ve lived in a world with nothing but pain. My teeth are stained with the excess of blood I’ve tasted, the wounds I have healed from physically, but the ones that scared me so deeply that I may never recover from fully, those are the ones I will never heal from. I try not to let it show, masquerading around my new life like I don’t recall the last, like I don’t know that the moon goddess sought pity on my life and sent me back to do what I was fated to do; find my mate and become Luna. Everyone sees it, though. Everyone.

but it’s the only time I have to think in peace. I just need peace.

ruthfully, If I do

y sister Jennifer was banished from this pack. She cursed my name, and our mother, before she shifted and fled. I still think of that day a lot in my sleep and even if it wasn’t physical torture, it ached terribly. She treated me horribly but she was my sister. She was supposed to be my best friend. Everything changed when I died and

on other things now, my hea

es reply over and over in my dark dreams until I wake up in a sweat and try to go at the cycle once more. It’s exhausting. I can’t have that night play out again.

only have the m

n I thought would be my mate but he kept me locked in the basement dungeon, uncaring and ruthlessly using me to better his health.

ally died. The moon goddess may have sent me back a different person, but the memories and wounds were still there. I would have accepted the death, taken to lose of my life with honor, if I had never bee

gray walls and the murky, dark floors. I snatch my head away from the looks of the long, endless needles that poke into my surface, drawing more and more red by the days, weeks, and practically all my life. The stench is iron, both in the making of the bars of my cell, and the stench of my blood. They said it was perfect, useful, and it didn’t matter how much it hurt me; in fact, I think they enjoyed it.

hrough my long, cinnamon hair and the light freckles perking up along my shoulders and cheeks.

r a long time, torture being the one steady of my life, and it was always something I could expect. Being mated to an Alpha, being a new Luna of this clan, I don’t know what to expect. It’s petrifying at times.

,” Ryan says, his voice so calm and nearby. “What are you doing out here alone, my Luna? It’s not wise for you to wander this far without some sort of p

”

s.

on, and I have every right to worry. You have been through a lot in the last few weeks since we were mated in ceremony. I don’t need anything else happening to you. An Alpha can’t function without a

speak them.

anticipated. “I mated you for a reason and I refuse to let you disparage it.”

haze that is between our wolves. We both feel the pull, the need to mate, but we fight it off for now.

rough me endlessly.

ns into my soul, like I’m being examined behind the bars of my prison cell, foot-tapping away while they wait for their blood. The heat in my stomach now, it feels like the heat in my throat, like I’m moments away from finally breaking free and burning that damn palace down to ash and pebble.

en swirling down into, Ryan cocking his head as he tips his head upward into the breeze. My wolf is

s eyes trace my ma

ut loud.

out of his lap and this desolate spring field, but it’s too late. I growl a noise unbecoming of myself, the pain shooting straight up my spine and fireworks popping through my veins. I can’t hold it in anymore, I

n heat.