“What the hell is his problem?” Mario asked, his voice gruff.
I wish I knew, but I would find that out later. One problem at a time. “What is it you needed to talk to me about? Was there another attack?”
“Flinn,” he said, rubbing his neck. “We should call the council together and pass judgment on him. I don’t know why we haven’t done so yet.”
I turned to him. “That? That was so important you nearly got yourself killed by Michael?”
“He didn’t nearly kill me,” Mario said, sounding almost petulant.
“I can’t believe this.” All this for that idiot Flinn. “I haven’t passed judgment because I am not decided. Mario,
Doctor Evans~~~“I swear to God if you say I’m projecting one more time, I’m going to knock out every single one of your goddamn teeth,” Mike warned me.I smiled back at him, despite the fear trickling in the back of my mind. While the fear of violence from Mike was always there, I suspected Mike was more bark than bite, unless you pushed him. “Perhaps you should focus on why I keep saying it instead of the fact that I’m saying it?” I suggest.“Whatever,” he growls, seeming in a darker mood than usual.“What’s bothering you today?”“Why the hell should something be bothering me?” Mik
I sat in my office, feeling the start of a headache coming on. There had been another attack on our borders, but the rogues also attacked the neighboring packs this time. Of course, that prompted all the local alphas to call an emergency meeting. It wasn’t good. If a challenged came, that’s where it would happen. As much as I hated to admit it, Michael was right. I sucked when it came to fighting. We would have to up our training big time if I was going to have a chance by the time the meeting came around in three days.I caught Koreyon’s scent outside the office. Instead of waiting for the knock, I called out, “come in.” When he entered, I said, “please tell me you have some good news.” But I saw by his expression it wasn’t.“The witness speaking against Flinn is Polly Green.”
I sat in my office, my fingers laced together and holding my chin. I should question Michael about the events of this morning, but I can’t bring myself to do it. Part of me was afraid Mario might be right. Michael was responsible. The other part recognizes that I am all over the place. I can’t let anyone see me like this. No way would anyone call me a capable luna if I was one minute yelling like a psycho then sobbing the next.Closing my eyes, I took slow, deep breaths. I relaxed when I heard a knock on the door. “Come in,” I said, opening my eyes and sitting up straight.Koreyon walked in, expression serious. “Luna, I was wondering if you would walk with me?” My brow furrowed, but before I could ask, he silently moved his head from side to side.“Of course.” I follow
It’s an odd feeling, hitting rock bottom. It became so clear what was important and what wasn’t. Protecting the pack was important. My need to remain connected to my family wasn’t. Allowing Michael to take advantage of his second chance was important. My claim on him wasn’t. If I had one now. I was sure Michael hated me now, and I accepted that hate. It made this all easier.In the last three days, Koreyon discovered Elder Edwards wasn’t the only supporter Mario had. Several members of the pack were okay with Mario challenging me for alphaship. Though, out of the elders, only Edwards openly supported him. Brandon thought Michael should take over, even with the claim he attacked the Doctor. Elder Charles simply wanted stability. Those were small victories I will celebrate. The most important discovery Koreyon had made was Alpha Steven wasn’t involved in any of Mario&rsquo
Mike~~~I rubbed the raw skin of my knuckles as I paced the cell. Frustration had gotten the better of me a couple of times from being in this thing. God, I hate cells. With a growl, I sat down on the cot and waited for something, anything. How long was Alice planning on keeping me here? I opened my fists and closed them again. Should’ve known better than to believe Alice would be different. I growled as I kept flexing my hands, remembering the doc told me things like that could help the anger from getting out of control.The doc. Damn, that was a raw deal. The guy was goddamn annoying a lot of the time, but he wasn’t so bad at other times. Doc was afraid of me, because, well shit, everyone was afraid of me. He didn’t let that stop him from trying to help me, though. Doc didn’t
Mike~~~“Who the hell are you?” the sneering alpha demanded.“Michael, what are you doing here? You were supposed to leave,” Alice said and shot a glare at the security guy.“I’m saving your ass, Peaches,” I told her with a smirk. “Oh, and we’re going to talk about these suicidal tendencies of yours.” She said more, but I gave her my back and took two steps towards the beta. “I am Mike Howe, son of the deceased Alpha Ryan Howe of the Black Mountain pack, and I’m Luna Alice’s mate. I know I’m the exile here, but I’m pretty sure challenges are alpha to alpha.”As all the others tried to absorb that, Alice walked up to
I stood at a military rest to keep from hugging myself with my arms as I watched Michael fight Mario. I couldn’t believe Koreyon had gone behind my back and brought Michael here. Thanks to this being a challenge fight, there was no way I could stop Michael if he went too far. What would it do to Michael if he killed someone? In a matter of seconds, one thing was very clear. Mario didn’t stand a chance against Michael. I held my breath as Michael hit him over and over again. It reminded me of the fight he had with Koreyon, but only more savage and as soon as Mario was unconscious, Michael stopped. I watched, shocked. He stopped. Michael stopped before he killed Mario! His breaths came out heavily. Michael was dripping of sweat and blood as he dragged the beta over to me, dropping at my feet. There was a wild light in Michael’s eyes and there was a charged air
I sat at the large conference table, every chair filled. The still recovering Doctor Evans sat in one of those chairs. He had woken up during my trip to the emergency meeting. Doctor Evans confirmed what we already knew. Mario was his attacker, not Michael. Despite not being an elder or on my council, but as one of Mario’s victims, I granted Doctor Evans the right to be here.I tried to ignore Michael’s hand on my thigh. He was doing it on purpose. Over the course of the last month, I discovered he was a horrible tease, and seem to take great delight in making me all twisted up in knots at the worst times.“So Koreyon, you’ve concluded your investigation,” I said, trying to brush off Michael’s hand. It didn’t work, and he just slid it farther up my thigh.“I have,&rdqu