The Lunas Second Chance Mate – Chapter 8
Alyson’s POV
I saw the crazed desire in his face. Was it possible he was part of the Clan Alexander? Could he have a blood provider? I shuttered at the thought of him keeping another like I was kept. If there was another she-wolf of Clan Clark locked away like I had been, I would free her.
Michael was quiet the rest of the way, and I was too lost in thoughts to care. There was so much stirring in my mind. I had to find out more.
od. It didn’t make sense. No Clan Alexander deprived of the necessary Clan Clark blood for ten years would have been able to resist my blood. And I had been under his care this whole time.
iod blood.
, worrying that I’d exhausted myself.
ard today, but my period started.”
family knew. If Jennifer had lied to them. If they had been part of it. I couldn’t handle that thought.
an Alexander, especially those with strong abilities, were born hungry for Clan Clark’s blood.
ll drive them wild. The wolf within has needs too strong to resist. So, we give them our blood to appease them. So that they do not hunt us. We made a pact that the Alpha, and other male Alexanders, will take a blood
at happens if they don’t get the blood?” I had asked.
aking it forcefully from us.”
isted me. If it were even true that he was cursed like the same Clan Alexander that I knew, could he be an exception?
cramps.
looked so excited when she saw me awake.
?”
was terribly fa
ng sausages, fruits, sweetened hot pine sap over roasted roots. There was a ste
himself instead of asking me to do it. I didn’t even know he knew how!”
asn’t even sure if I’d tasted anything like it before, so aromatic, bitter, but creamy and sweet all at onc
self with all these treats at once. Are you feeling better this morning?”
tered between mouthfuls of the
peeking in. “Did you make something today, Donna?”
ering him in to help eat the rest of the feast spread on the table.
e best you made.”
onna sang proudly.
hat?” He almost spit
n? I didn’t know our Alpha could steep coffee like this. Doesn’t he have better things to do.”
said, “Obviously.”
up of coffee, wiping off his
ent the week mostly in the cabin. I didn’t see Ryan at all, although he continued to make food for me, and shock everyone with his culinary talents. Do
thering to me; I could hardly help it. I realized how much of my growing up I’d missed with the love from my mother. And grandmother and other cl
it was over, and suddenly I heard his large feet plodding up the porch. He sounded so different than the skulking gait of Michael. I f
ehind him, but he waited in the doorway.
reactions. I still had a lot to figure out for him, but he did not seem as if he wanted to harm me. In fact, by staying away, it seemed he avoided it.
came in eagerly ap
u so nice to me?” I ask
ed saddened again as if he expected me to understand without words. “
we were alone in his cabin, face to face. The hairs on my neck were pr
sense since he was being so kind and doting to me. I looked into his eyes and couldn’t look away,
blood. And yet how he resisted.
ars, I feared I would not hear his answer.
” he whispered.
ll into his arms and be safe forever. But I was not so dumb to those feelings, I waited in my seat for his answer.
ed down at my wrist that no longer needed a bandage. It was finally healing up, crusted and hardened. But a clear reminder of why I couldn’t forget my past life ever, and why I should not trust.
that I was too afraid to ask and know the answer. Do you like me for me or for my blood?