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The Captive Luna 41.
Amidst the chaos of the pack, as the wolves continued to bicker and disrespect Alessio's leadership, a sudden hush fell over the clearing. The arrival of two mysterious figures caused every eye to turn towards them. Their presence seemed to command attention, and an air of intrigue surrounded them.The experience car opened and a tall and imposing man with piercing blue eyes, stepped forward with an air of authority, he is slightly elderly but still strong. Another wolf, shorter but no less intimidating, stood beside him, his dark eyes darting around the pack with a mix of scrutiny and disdain. The pack had been distracted to even notice an intruder in their midst."What do we have here?" Vincent, the elderly wolf's voice boomed, cutting through the tension like a thunderclap. "A pack in disarray, no alpha in sight."Alessio's heart pounded in his chest as he approached the strangers. He couldn't shake the feeling that he had seen them before, but he couldn't place where or when."Who
The Captive Luna 42.
Natalia slipped through the trees, moving as silently as possible. Her mind was clouded with confusion and regret over what had transpired in the cave with Vitale. She had allowed herself to get caught up in memories and desires from the past, lowering her guard and forgetting why she was really here. Vitale was using her weakness against her, playing on her emotions to manipulate her. She wouldn’t let it happen again. Reaching the edge of the pack grounds, Natalia scanned the area cautiously before shifting into her human form. She needed to get back without being noticed. Her top priority was finding the missing omegas and getting clues to locate her own kidnapped children. She couldn’t afford any more distractions. Vitale and his pack drama were not her concern.Picking her way carefully towards the living quarters, Natalia slipped inside the building unseen. She quickly washed away all traces of the cave and changed into fresh training clothes before making her way to the trainin
The Captive Luna 43.
Olga stumbled through the dark forest, her mind reeling from the confrontation with Kat. She had been so certain of their partnership, so convinced of Roberto's importance to their plans. But Kat's callous dismissal proved how little she valued them now. Olga felt the bitter sting of betrayal, the pain of realization that she had been used and then discarded without a second thought. She needed help, someone she could still trust among the treacherous politics of the pack. Gripping her cloak tightly against the chill wind, Olga made her way towards Alessio's private quarters. Surely he would understand their plight and offer his aid, bound as he was by hatred of Vitale and desire for Natalia.Approaching Alessio's cabin, Olga hesitated as the sound of shattering glass and enraged curses reached her ears even from outside. She crept to the window and peered inside, shocked at the sight that awaited her. Alessio was hunched over his desk, clutching a now empty liquor bottle. His clothe
The Captive Luna 44.
The training grounds were alive with the sounds of sparring and exertion as Natalia put the warriors through their paces. As arms master, she was determined to whip them into proper shape. "You call that an attack?" she barked at one young wolf struggling through a defensive drill. "My grandmother strikes faster than that, and she's half blind!" The warrior grit his teeth, face burning with humiliation as his peers snickered. With renewed fury, he threw himself back into the drill under Natalia's relentless gaze. She showed him no mercy, determined to either make him stronger or break him entirely. Two hours later, the entire company lay sprawled on the ground, muscles trembling with exhaustion. Natalia nodded in satisfaction."That's enough for today. Drink water and stretch well. We'll pick this up again tomorrow." Ignoring their resentful groans, she briskly made her way towards the healer's quarters. She needed to follow up on the vaccine lead with Lila. The memory of the sh
The Captive Luna 45.
Kat crept silently away from Vitale's office, her heart pounding. She had heard enough of Marco's report to know that Vitale was pursuing a promising lead to find the missing children. A surge of panic washed over Kat as she slipped unseen through the darkened corridors of the pack headquarters. She had worked too hard, sacrificed too much, to let it all come crashing down now. The thought of Vitale discovering those brats, proof that Natalia had borne his heirs, made her blood run cold. She had to stop him, no matter the cost.Reaching an empty conference room, Kat pulled out her phone with trembling hands. She selected a number, took a deep breath to steady her nerves, and hit call. After three rings, a gruff voice answered."Yeah?""It's Kat," she said sharply, all business. "I have a priority task for your team. Vitale is chasing a lead on the missing kids. I need you to intercept and redirect him.""Shouldn't be an issue," Sergei, one of her most trusted spies from her father's
The Captive Luna 45.
Alessio's fists clenched as he stared out over the cliff's edge. The valley spilled out below him, trees swaying gently in the morning breeze. It did nothing to calm the turmoil roiling inside him. With a roar, Alessio lashed out, his fist connecting with the rock face. Pain splintered up his arm but it barely registered. He struck again and again until his knuckles were raw and blood dripped down his fingers. "Why can't I control this?" he growled, chest heaving.Ever since his failed experiment with Maddox, Alessio could feel his inner wolf straining against its bonds, threatening to break free. He was on edge, quick to anger over the smallest thing. Yesterday, he'd lashed out at Olga when she came for help. The shocked hurt in her eyes had sent him fleeing here, to his favorite thinking spot high in the mountains. Olga, Kat and Roberto were his only allies in the pack. Those that didn't look down him. But now he is losing even those.Alessio scrubbed a hand down his face and winc
The Captive Luna 46.
Natalia sank down in front of the crude desk in her study, rubbing her tired eyes. The flickering lamp cast dancing shadows over the mess of papers and maps strewn across the worn wooden surface. She had been poring over them for hours, long after the rest of the pack had retired for the night. But sleep eluded her these days. Not when so many lives hung in the balance. Reaching out, Nat reshuffled through the pile of notes and sketches until she found the ones she sought. Photos ripped out of an old pack record book, capturing the faces of the missing Omegas. Young, vibrant wolves who had vanished unexpectedly over the past two moons. Seven in total. No trace of them had been found, despite extensive search parties scouring the territory and beyond. It was as if they had simply been snatched away, their scents dissolved on the wind.Natalia studied each photo, though she had long since memorized every detail. Jana's shy, sweet smile. The mischief glinting in Caleb's eyes. Sophia's k
The Captive Luna 47.
Vitale paced around his spacious office, feeling restless and impatient. It had been two days since his run-in with Natalia at the restaurant in town. Two days since the uncomfortable tension that still simmered between them. Two days since he had heard anything new about the missing omegas. He was itching for action, for a break in this frustrating case. The waiting and political maneuvering were driving him mad. He needed to be out there searching for clues, hunting down leads, doing something productive.A knock on the door interrupted his brooding thoughts. "Enter," he called out.The door opened and Marco stepped inside. Vitale's trusted friend and spymaster had a thoughtful look on his scarred face. "What is it?" Vitale asked. "Please tell me you have news."Marco nodded. "I do. One of my city contacts came through. He tracked down the rental records for that van from the kidnapping scene. It was leased to a small construction company on the outskirts of town." Vitale felt a
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