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Jackson POV I sit there lightly rubbing my mate’s arm as fire rages within me. My mate has suffered. Immense loss and I was not there to protect her. I would protect her from now on, but it would never change her past. It would never replace the darkness in her eyes. I know it will take time for her to trust me, but I can only hope, with time, that we are able to come together fully. I want her to believe in me. And to trust I will always be there for her. I would spend my last breath making her happy. Making her my priority and protecting her from the evil that lurks around us. I am starting to feel tired and want to lay down beside my mate. To close my eyes for a few minutes. Since she arrived, I have been on this high wire, trying to find my balance but afraid I would topple at any moment. Just as I put my head gently on the pillow beside my mate, I am startled awake by a yell from my Gamma, “Alpha!” I hear through the mind-link. I jum
Jackson POV “You are full of shit. Her mother died in a rogue attack,” I say turning away from him. I had no more time for his crap, and I needed to get back to Carrie. “That’s what her father wanted her to think,” he says causing me to stop for a moment. “If that was the case, why not tell her when you had Carrie?” I asked turning back to face his smirking face. “I did not need to tell her. She was a good little servant. I underestimated her. That won’t happen again,” he says with a chill to his voice. I take a step forward until we are almost nose to nose. “It will not happen again. She is not going with you … not now, not ever,” I say turning away. “I have proof,” he says as he tosses a picture to the ground at my feet. I stop to pick it up. It is of a woman, frail looking, abused. It meant nothing to me. I did not recognize this woman. “This means nothing,” I say as I pass the picture to Christian. He takes it and will study it t
Jackson POV I held Carrie while she was passed out. I had yelled for the doctor who quickly assured me it was a panic attack and that she would wake shortly. I sat there worrying about her. How would she be able to handle an investigation if the thoughts of what happened were this disturbing for her. And how would I be able to assure her I would not let her go. I thought back to the picture Christian had taken. I open my mind-link and contact him. “Yes Alpha?” he responds. “What have you learned of the photo?” I ask. “It looks legitimate,” he replies sounding a little frustrated. “What is wrong?” I ask curiously. “First, I had wished it was a fake and second, I cannot tell where this is taken. It does not look like a dungeon and is not an area that we have visited in the past,” he replies. “Perhaps the Luna will remember?” he asks. I quickly fill him in on what is happening, “I am sorry for that Jackson. I hope she knows none of us will
Carrie POV Hearing I belonged to Jackson was melting my hardened heart, but I reminded myself I needed to be practical. He has the best of intentions; however, I knew not to trust intentions. At one time Adam tried to convince me he had good intentions, but he quickly destroyed that illusion when he showed his true colors. “You shouldn’t make promises you cannot keep,” I say to Jackson stepping away from the doctor and moving to go around Jackson back to Jessica and Mandy. Before I can move away from Jackson, he grabs my arm pulling me back into his arms, so I am flush against his hard body. I feel the sparks between us. More shocking I feel a sense of desire I have never felt for a man before. My heart is starting to beat faster in excitement, and I see Jackson move a little closer to me, so he is looking straight into my eyes. “I only make promises I can keep,” he says sending a chill of excitement down my spine. I feel like we are the only
Carrie POV The three of us talk away as anxiety builds inside of me. Wondering what is happening with the Beta and hoping they figure something out. We are talking about our plans if things do not go as hoped. Both women are prepared to go with me, regardless of how much I plead with them to not do so. I want them safe, and they will not be safe on the run with me. Hearing footstep approaching the door, as I have for the past couple hours, I watch the door intently. I see the door start to swing open and my breath catches until I see Jackson walking through the door. Christian is directly behind him; Jackson walks over to me immediately. “How are the three of you doing?” Jackson asks. “You are looking at it,” Mandy replies quickly. “Have you planned your escape yet?” Christian asks with a smirk. The three of us look a little guilty as Jackson chuckles. “Did you think the guards could not hear you? They were quite concerned that you were go
Carrie POV “We mark one another,” Jackson replies. I look at him with shock on my face. “How is that possible? Adam already marked me,” I comment looking away confused with what he was proposing. “Did you not look at yourself in the mirror? Your mark is fading quickly,” he comments to me. I look at him in surprise before standing and rushing to the washroom. I look in the mirror. He was right. The mark was almost non-existent. When a chosen mate marks one another the marks are simply the points our fangs make in our skin. Unlike a fated or second chance mate, where we get a design for a mark signifying the tying of two souls blessed by the Moon Goddess. I touched the mark that had tortured me for the past two years and feel tears rise in my eyes. The bumps that used to be there were shrinking quickly. I feel Jackson at the door of the washroom, “If I mark you, it will disappear entirely and be replaced by my mark,” he promises as he watch
Carrie POV Terrified, I am pushed forward by the two warriors who are protecting me. Feeling my heart in my throat, I know I am a risk not having my wolf. I try to stop being pushed along as I realize the women are at risk, “Wait, what about Mandy and Jessica?” I scream wanting to get to them. Wanting them to be with me. “Luna, they are safe at the hospital. We need to get you to the safe room so we can go help the others,” a distressed warrior says to me. Realizing I was causing more problems, I allowed the warriors to guide me down the halls and then down to the basement. I started to feel a higher level of anxiety as it felt like being dragged to the dungeon. As I started to waiver, the warrior tossed me over his shoulder, “Sorry, Luna,” he mutters as the other warrior moves ahead putting in a code to open the safe room. He gently puts me down inside the room moving to leave me alone. “Wait! How will I get out?” I demand feeling nauseous
Jackson POV Holding Carrie tightly the others step away from us to give us some privacy. There was now a mess to clean up and I knew my people would take care of it. Leaning back slightly I look down to Carrie. She is still trying to hide in my neck, “Baby, I need to know that you are alright,” I murmur to her. I see the red handprint on her face and wish I could kill that fucker again. I tilt her chin up, so she is looking at me. I see the tears in her eyes and lean forward to kiss her forehead. “Can you tell me what happened?” I ask her gently. She moves back closer to me, “I saw you on the monitor. I thought they were going to kill you,” she says to me. Realizing she had seen all the fighting and would have seen the wolves coming for her would have added to the terror she faced. “I am sorry you had to see that. I am fine. Our Pack is fine,” I assure her. “Are you sure? There is blood on you,” she comments as I look down at myself. “