Lunarcrossed

Lunarcrossed

By:  Anna R. Case  Completed
Language: English
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Sloane Cross hasn't had the best luck with wolves. First kidnapped by a sadistic rogue, then abandoned by her first love when he found his true mate. Being the only human left in the pack hasn’t helped matters, but she stays for the sake of her son and her sister. Finding her mate, especially in Slade Ironclaw, was never part of her plan. Because Slade hasn't just been off hunting down rogues for the past decade, the wolf has also been on the run from his feelings. Also standing in the way of their happy ending is her reluctance to give her heart to another wolf and Slade happens to be the brother of the ex who broke her heart. Old prejudices also threaten to keep them apart. Will they give into the pull of the mating bond, give love a chance, or are they destined to remain Lunarcrossed?

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Danielle Tyrrell
What an amazing read. A well thought out story line with heaps of emotion both sad and grateful. A great book to add to the collection.
2024-03-09 11:35:37
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Danielle Tyrrell
What a read so far. Have not been able to put this down today. Still on the back story from 10yrs ago, but so obsessed with it.
2024-03-07 19:11:56
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64 Chapters
Chapter 1-Sloane- ten years ago
I jump off the school bus and run down the driveway so quickly, my braids flap in the wind behind me, and I’m careful to keep a tight grip on the pink envelope in my left hand, so the wind doesn’t snatch it away. I smile to myself as I throw open my front door, wipe a coating of pink glitter off my free hand onto my jeans, and then toss my backpack down by the entryway. I kick my sneakers off next, barely slowing as I make my way down the hallway. The house smells familiar, of apple cinnamon melted wax, which Mom likes to leave all over the place in those decorative warmers. Even though we’ve moved for Dad’s job so many times I’ve lost count over the past five years, that scent is the one thing that always stays the same, the smell of home. “Mom!” I call out happily. I follow the sounds of a musical number into the living room and find my little sister CeCe dressed as a princess dancing along to her favorite cartoon. Well favorite this week anyway. I’ve heard this song a million tim
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Chapter 2-Slade-ten years ago
“I still can’t believe Uncle Alder let you come. I’ll bet your balls haven’t even dropped yet,” my cousin River ends with a laugh. “You’re just jealous because Willow stole yours cuz,” I counter, “everyone knows she’s the dominant in your relationship. And you’re just the little bitch.” River throws back his head and laughs in a mocking way. Though I don’t hear him deny the words I’ve spoken about his mate back home in Shadow Ridge. In the parking lot of a big rig friendly gas station, twenty miles outside of Camden, Indiana, he leans against the open truck door lazily. He’s the lightest of my cousins, his human skin a shade that refuses to darken much no matter how long he spends in the sun, long fire red hair, and freckled skin from his head to his toes. He’s leaner too, and shares no features with the other Ironclaw’s, so much it’s a long running family joke that he got his name from being found by the river as a cub, abandoned for being the runt of his own pack. This grimy tru
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Chapter 3-Sloane-ten years ago
The dirty man stares at me from across the kitchen with no traces of fear or surprise on his face, almost as if he expected to find me here. I force a breath into my shuddering chest. I need to do what he says so no one gets hurt. I don’t want anyone to get hurt. Even though I don’t see a weapon in his hand, I know this stranger is dangerous. There’s something about him that I just can’t quite name, something animal like. I can’t believe this is really happening. “There’s a good girl. Stay nice and quiet,” he says, “stay right there and don’t move.” I couldn’t move right now even if I wanted to. I always thought myself brave. I wasn’t afraid of the dark or snakes or spiders or climbing high trees or scary movies. Fearless, Mom would say, but I know that’s not true. Especially now, because if I was all those things, I’d grab one of those knifes from the butcher block, I’d open my mouth to let out the scream I was holding in, and I would run to get away from this man to safety, get he
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Chapter 4-Slade- ten years ago
We rent a couple rooms out in a motel on the outskirts of Camden to clean up and catch a few hours of shut eye before tonight’s hunt. We have to do most of our investigations during nightfall, as several large wolves stalking the walking trails in broad daylight would be sure to draw too much unwanted attention. Wolves are nocturnal creatures for one thing, and our pack members are much bigger than your garden variety wolf, so eight of us spotted in a small, rural town while the sun is still up, would likely cause a panic. Night not only gives us the most freedom to roam the crime scene and track the creature responsible for the local dead man, but it also gives us a chance to blend into the forest and shadows to escape unwanted eyes and recorded videos from gob smacked bystanders. Not to mention, the town of Camden is mostly farmlands, with large open spaces, and fewer places to hide in the sun. The place where the hiker was drug from the trail, is like the only wooded area in the
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Chapter 5-Sloane- ten years ago
I awake with a cry and a fierce burning in my cheek. I can’t make sense of much for a while, just that my face bounces off the seat of a vehicle, each impact sends shooting pains that fill my eyes with tears and steal my breath. I can feel my blood, as it clings to my neck, feel it soaking the tie-dye shirt I wore to school. I try to understand what is happening. Why it’s dark and I hurt so badly and where I am. But when I do, when it comes flooding back in jagged pieces, sharp enough to cut, I long to close my eyes again and make it all go away. The truth hurts so much worse than the pain tearing at my face. Then the memory of the monster striking me with his claws. I slowly touch my cheek, my hand quakes by what I’m afraid to find there. I wince when I feel the warm sticky blood that still oozes from the deep scratches I trace with my fingertips. I stop when it hurts too bad to continue. Mom. Dad. Max. All gone. The monster got in. It caught us. Where is CeCe? That thought sends me
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Chapter 5-Slade- ten years ago
By the time the moon and stars come out to greet us, we are amped and restless, ready to join the hunt. Except for Clay, who smells of a human female, and smiles serenely from ear to ear. He’s burned off the tension of the upcoming hunt in the best ways he knows how. Wolfe mouths off about not getting lucky and having to fulfill the grunt work orders from the beta in command. Clay rubs it in every chance he gets as we load the gear and prepare to depart for the nature trails across town. He gloats by giving details of the fuck he just gifted a human girl, as if it was the best ride of her life. I roll my eyes and River laughs and calls him out. River claims to be the Alpha in that regard when it comes to satisfying a female in all ways. But that is certainly up for debate. Growing up with the pack, with shedding our clothes and human skins to merge with our inner wolf, is a way of life. We shift back into the state of birth, naked and unbothered by it. Shame over nudity and modesty
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Chapter 6-Sloane-ten years ago
Not long after sunrise, the monster pulls our minivan over and parks it on the shoulder. I’m confused why we stopped, because we are in the middle of nowhere, nothing but thick coverings of trees as far as the eye can see on both sides of the highway. I’m thirsty, I need to pee, and my cheek throbs in time to the beat of my heart. My heart races like it does when I watch scary movies, but now I know, there’s no escaping this by the change of the channel. This is real life. A werewolf has killed my parents, my dog, and taken me and my baby sister hostage. I don’t know what he intends to do with us. I eye the forests around me and shudder. Out here no one would even hear me scream.“Why have we stopped?” I work up the courage to ask.CeCe stirs on the floor beneath me. I can smell that she’s peed on herself. She’s too little to go so long holding it in. At home, Mom puts training pants on her at night while she’s still learning. Mom is working on nighttime potty training, even getting u
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Chapter 7- Slade, ten years ago
Thanks to their driver’s licenses, we identify the dead parents as Jack Cross aged thirty-seven, and his wife Ava, thirty-four. A paper trail of old leases also tells us the family moved to Camden four months ago and has moved many times over the past several years. The lockbox contains the girl’s birth certificates, placing the oldest Sloane at eleven and Bale’s child Celeste, at only four. We try to put the pieces together about how Bale fathered a cub with the human woman who was already married and had a six-year-old daughter by the time the little wolf was conceived. With the way he acted around Star, I have to wonder if it was consensual.We reach out to Grady to help us get those answers we seek. But since the bodies haven’t been officially called in yet, his hands are tied before he can do some digging for us without raising too many suspicions. Our inside detective makes sure an anonymous tip is called in about the dead parents after we leave the farm at 1722 Cherry Tree Lane
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Chapter 8- Sloane, ten years ago
We drive through the remainder of the night in the stolen truck, because when I open my eyes again, the sun shines brightly through the windows. For a moment, I forget where I am and all that has happened. But all too soon, it all comes flooding back to me, like a tsunami crashes inside my head, the kind Dad and I watched a documentary about once, and I wish I was still asleep. I don’t feel good. I ache in a lot of places and I wish Mom was here to take care of me. She always knows what to do to make us feel better when we’re sick. But Mom’s not here. And she never will be again because the monster killed her. She’ll never make me soup or ice pops or sing me to sleep when I feel bad ever again. That thought hits me hard and I nearly cry out. But I hold it in. Because I don’t want to scare my little sister. We only have each other now, and I will take care of her. CeCe is staring at me, as she fidgets, holding her small hands between her legs. It’s her need to potty dance. But she doe
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Chapter 9- Slade, ten years ago
Nothing compares to the feel of the wind coursing through my fur beneath the light of the moon, through the trees, the naked ground beneath my paws, with a pack of my brothers running alongside. The freedom, the simplicity of it, is the closest my kind will ever get to Heaven on Earth. I do not let these feelings override our mission though, do not allow myself to get lost in the euphoric emotions the merge brings, of the beauty of each vine, the masterpiece of every flower, the sounds of the birds and other creatures dancing among the trees, the rich smells of the moon’s creations, because the moon must be avenged, and our own cub returned to the pack. Violations of the worst kind have been committed against the moon’s children, both those that walk on two legs or many, and blood is the price to be paid from the transgressor. The moon demands blood, and as moon favored and the strongest among its creations, we will make sure that debt is paid in full.Our strong legs carry us through
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