Four Months Later… “Still not awake yet?” my dad asked, sitting behind his desk in his office at the packhouse. I had just gotten home from the hospital to shower and change when he called for me to come to his office to talk. I knew what he wanted. He had been pressuring me more and more over the last few weeks, and I’ve been avoiding him like the plague, spending more and more time with Chloe, hoping what little bond we had would help her to wake up. “No,” I said through clenched teeth. “Then it’s settled,” father said coldly, no question in his tone. “You will pull the cord on her and take another, or you will never be the Alpha of this pack.” “She needs more time,” I argued, knowing it was in vain. My father didn’t care. A Luna had one purpose for an Alpha. To provide an heir. Of course, he also had the traditional expectations of a Luna, all to elevate the Alpha and provide him with unyielding support, but the ability to carry pups was first on his list. With Chloe in the st
“That was great, Alpha. We should go back to-”“Shut up,” I said in a deep warning voice. “You know where to go.”They all know the drill, and this one is no different. My father set aside a part of the packhouse for these whores to be looked after until one of them gets pregnant. Still, most of them need a reminder of the protocol. My father made promises about the first one that could conceive my child, which makes them clingier than needed.After the annoyance leaves, I'm left alone with Chloe again. I didn’t realize how tightly I was holding on to her. Her hand looks so small and white in mine. As I loosen my grip, the color returns to it, and I almost feel her tension lessen.I stared at her for some time, willing her dark brown eyes to open and scowl at me like they did in the past. Her face looks less peaceful than before. I keep thinking she is going to wake up, but maybe it’s the act of what I just did that is causing her tension. Maybe she is feeling it….No. She can’t. The
Hours Earlier….Chloe POVCortina was crying softly to herself after Cameron left, her pain radiating through both of us. That fucking bastard. Saying it was my fault that he was dipping his dick inside other women. Daily. All while holding my hand and ignoring the pain he was causing my wolf.There was no longer any reason for me to stay. I was enduring for her, but only for her. I never wanted an Alpha mate, especially one as self-centered as the one I got. The ranked wolves all had a reputation. I knew he objectified women, but to use them and me the way he did, all to get an heir, should be a crime. I would never let myself be used like that, so he could abuse his power over a whole harem of women.Fuck him. Not literally, because I sure as hell will never be doing that again. I just wish I could reject him to his face before running away.Actually….Maybe I should give the bastard a taste of what he’s been doing to Cortina before I reject him. I should make him hurt as much as he
By the time I had made it to the front door, I was confident that we had gotten away safely.“Miss!” I heard someone call out behind me. My entire body tensed up. I thought about running, but if I did, that could be worse and draw more attention than just facing the one behind me. “Miss, wait one second!”I turned slowly, seeing a young doctor taking long, purposeful strides in my direction, a determined look on his face. He had a phone in his hands, his hand over the receiver. Did he already call Cameron? The packhouse? Was I too late?“Miss!” I braced myself as the doctor closed the distance between us…..And then he walked right past me. I turned with him to see him jogging now towards a young girl about to head out the door.“Miss, I have your mother on the line. She would like for you to stay and have the scan done after all, just to be safe. She’s on her way to…..”My heart was hammering in my chest, the tension leaving me as I realized it wasn’t me he was calling for after all.
I stared at the vial of liquid in my hands, the eerie glow of the fluid inside making my stomach roll. I was standing behind the witches’ store, hidden by the shadows, contemplating my next move now that I got what I needed to stay hidden in the human world.“This, little wolf, will provide you with the protection that you seek,” the witch had told me. She and her more silent partner were more than happy to give me as much as I needed of the potion, and told me to come back if I ran out. One good thing came from being Cameron’s mate. Having Luna's blood excited the witches, and two syringes full of it got me a year’s supply of the scent blocking potion, and even some cash which the talkative witch said would help me to start a new life. I don’t know what kind of life I will be starting with $120, but I was thankful nonetheless. They even gave me a bohemian dress that smelled strongly of hemp and patchouli and a woven hemp satchel to carry all the potions I received.I lifted the cork
She tried to muster an internal smile, but she couldn’t hide her sadness enough to be as happy as I was. Feeling her grief for Rome again, my mood became somber as well. We were free, but it cost my wolf a great deal of pain.“I can reject Cameron now if you want. I can forget about revenge, Cortina. I don’t want to hurt Rome.”“Rome doesn’t want to let his human off that easily. If you reject him, another poor she-wolf will be subjected to what you endured. As long as you are still tied together by the bond, and not within his reach, those other she-wolves will be safe.”“That’s true, but he could just reject me first,” I whispered, moving through the busy streets, heading towards the east.“He won’t,” Cortina was pensive. “He won’t let you go.”“How do you know that? He could. He hated me. How else could he do that shit to me? To you?”“If he was going to reject you he would have done it after you got hurt,” she reasoned. “I….I was there. I heard and felt him. He didn’t act as thoug
“You’re a Luna on the run, huh?” Rodger chuckled, shaking his head in disbelief. “Wow. The future Luna of Red Moon Pack, no less. No wonder Driana chose to hide you with me the way she did.”“What do you mean by that?”I told Cindy and Rodger my story of how I came to be here. I didn’t see any reason not to. Not with Rodger being the brother of the witches that sent me here. They seemed more than aware of my situation and would likely fill him in if I didn’t. Plus, I felt a sense of peace with Rodger. He had a very calming presence and trusting demeanor. I have felt at ease here completely since I walked in, despite it being a strip club. They were completely empathetic when I went over every detail of my relationship with Cameron and what I woke up to. Rodger even got pissed, gripping his armchair angrily when I told him how I woke up.“What I mean is that my sisters and I have a bitter history with the Red Moon Pack.”“What kind of bitter history?” I was an orphaned warrior before b
Rodger left me to get settled, so I looked around the apartment again on my own. It was far too big for one person. Maybe I could ask Cindy about his living arrangements to see if he would want to share. I liked him. He reminded me a lot of some of the snarky warrior women I used to train with. Snarky and blunt is what I like in my friends. His make-up was immaculate too. I always wanted to do a crease-cut glittering look.I took a long, much needed shower, probably my first one in a year. My hair was dry and rough, but thankfully the bathroom was supplied with conditioner as well as shampoo and body wash. I even found shaving cream and razors, though they were meant for men. I took a wide comb and used it to comb the conditioner through every strand, then pinned my hair up and let it sit while I shaved. My lower legs had been free of hair, so someone was keeping up with my hygiene, and I was thankful it was just my lower legs. Cameron used to have his mom make me wax EVERYTHING by pr