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My arms were tired from being wrapped around my person so long, acting as a shield from everything. My feet were raw and sore from all that walking, as if we'd traversed the entire world and back. My thoughts plagued me, all in all it's been a horrible, horrible day. It had been a while since I heard the dying cries of the flames behind us, an indication of how sure my doom was. My helplessness was palpable as I thought about what I was heading into. I didn't want to be a Luna. I didn't want to be or become pregnant either. Especially not for a psychopath like Ragna. If I had one wish it would be to be back with Rider and everyone else. I'd take our arguments, hell even bunking with Sam wouldn't be such an impossible situation as opposed to this. The sun had long since set and we were still walking. I was starving, my menstrual cycle was still reigning triumphantly which only added to my depression. "Can we stop for a while?" "No. " "My feet are aching. " "We're almost there. "
"Off with her head, " someone says behind me. What?! The crowd stills before me, all celebrations falling into hushed tones, while I swallow thickly. "There's no need to be mischievous Celene, " Ragna says without turning to regard the person. Soft patters echo towards me, before fingers thread through my hair. "Oh but she's so gullible" the woman whispers against my ear and my blood chills at her voice. "Let's give the new Luna a proper welcome. " her eyes do an appraisal of my body, before a small grimace lifts to her lips, as she turns back to her audience. "After all she's going to need a lot of help, to please our dear Alpha. " "Enough, " Ragna says and his voice travels over the large crowd, returning back their attention to him. "We will have a feast tonight. " He spins on his heels pulling me along while Celene walks alongside him dressed in the grim reaper's garb. I watch their interaction with mild interest. The way her fingers subtly cascade his arms, how she leans i
I attempt my best not to seem disturbed by Gale's announcement, but I'm fooling no one. I can't eat or sleep and even though my insides are being ripped to shreds, I can hardly care. I have no friends here, no allies, and the rightful heir to Ragna's side didn't like me as far as she can throw me, and the sham is even more violent. Moi pops into my mind and I pray to whatever deity, listening that she's safe. I know Jax will keep her protected, but only if they make it out alive. I shook my head berating myself. Of course, they'd make it out alive. They had a pack to protect and unlike this one, were close-knitted like an enormous extended family. Anxiety settles in once again, forcing my sinking fear to bubble to the top. I pace around the room wringing my hands, striving to think of a plan. Plan A would be rescuing myself and plan B would be to wait until Rider gets here. If he gets here, especially on time. Would he know where to look for me exactly? This was a terrible twist o
The wrecked packhouse is where we'll have the meeting, it's the only place that's left with a little privacy and right now that's what this meeting required, I suppose. Not that more secrecy would be helping our cause. The sight startles me to find Jax outside just a couple meters before me. Perhaps he wanted to spend as much time away from our parents as usual. With Oliver indisposed, it would just be us two. Like old time sakes. Yeah, maybe a few minutes of not getting our ears boxed about was good thinking after all. His head lifts when I come to stand next to him, releasing an exasperated sigh. "Doesn't look promising asshole. " His eyes lift once more to survey the area, giving out a light chuckle. "No it doesn't, but at least the women and pups are safe and we still have a camp. " "True, " I concede. "Mom wants them to return, but I think it's a horrible idea right now. " "Meaning, she wants to see Allison and know if her grandchild is okay. " "Yeah, " he nods. Jaxon go
RIDERGreen trees pass by in my peripheral vision, blurring together and morphing into something that becomes insignificant. I want to find my mate, I need to hold her, convince myself she's alive, even if she won't talk to me. Though we did make up, didn't we? "Look at us looking like busted rejects and about to kick the bucket anytime soon, " Quinn laughs hysterically, tapping his hand against the back of my seat. "Yeah this scene will definitely go down through the annals of time." "What the f***k?!" Veron barks. "Did you just hear what you said asshole? What anal?!" "Annals you dimwit, " Quinn retorts with a snort, moving to spell it out for him "ANNALS not anal. There's a difference. Why the hell would I think about talking about asses right now?" "Because you've been known to talk garbage that's why. " "Listen man-" Quinn starts getting defensive. "Just shut up. Everyone's ears are begging for a rest. Shouldn't you even be sleeping? It'd help speed up that busted clavicle o
There's only so much to do when you're a prisoner, but sitting around and playing queen isn't my style. It's been days since the last conversation with Ragna that scared the living daylights out of me, but that didn't mean I was gonna throw my plan of escaping out the window. My door creaks open slowly, peaking through the small crack as I slip through, hurrying down the hall. There are disgruntled murmurs down the corridor and as I draw closer, I realize it's Gale and Celene arguing about something, that by the looks of it won't be quelling anytime soon. "I don't want that, " Gale rebutts. "Well, you don't have much of a choice do you? It's what I want and what I say goes. " Celene replies smugly. "I'm the Luna!" "Please, you're just the entanglement that he just can't get rid or out of. You're no Luna here. You're a doctor, accept what you are and run along. " Gale grits her teeth and I could hear her growls from all the way back here. "You're right I'm also a doctor not the w
I blink, taking a closer glance at my palm, finding it devoid of any scars or wounds for that matter. Relief washes me immensely. The nightmare felt so real not to be, thank goodness it is. However, it's only a pity he can't be one. My gaze moves back to Ragna who has moved inwards of the room during my mounting panic, the door now shut, trapping us both within this small space. I move to sit up, wrapping the covers around my feet, watching wearily as he takes a seat at the edge of the bed, the poor thing, dipping beneath his huge weight. A weight I'd have to get used to bearing quite soon if I didn't figure a way out in time. Photos of Ragna pounding into me suddenly clouds my mind and I quickly shake the trauma away. One struggle at a time. "The Luna ceremony is in the next two days," Ragna says. "You do know that right?" "How would I know that? No one tells me anything. " "Are you getting cold feet?" I pause, a little stunned at the tenderness in his voice, before recovering.
RIDER I glanced inside the wrecked truck finding Oliver staring back at me. "Hey" He says as if he's not hanging upside down and bloody. Taking a deep breath, I grabbed hold of the door, pulling it off. "Get the hell out. " "Yeah, I don't need any help at all," Oliver says flatly. My baby was dented, the bonet blown, resting against the tree that it crashed into. Engine smoking, probably fried, and in no condition to get us anywhere or be mended for that matter. Don't think about how hard you worked on it Rider, just don't think about it, I chastised myself. I tore through all the baggage, throwing most of them out, before pulling the seat belt off releasing him from the seat. "Sam's on the other side. " "Fine," I grunted. I take Oliver beneath the arm, helping him out from the car, assessing his injury as he slumps against a tree. His eyebrow were bleeding as was his lip as he ran his hand through his hair. I poked my head on Sam's side of the car finding her unconscious an