Take Her To The Dungeon

Kiera's POV

After the confrontation with Tasha, I didn't feel like going into the forest searching for the drugs anymore; I just wanted to go somewhere far, so far away from the pack, from everyone. He can't bring in a liability into my house and still need my help; perhaps I should let the virus get to him so he will know my importance.

Just then I saw two men covering their entire bodies with a transparent, nylon-like gown, a nose mask, and gloves. They carried a woman and a little girl child and laid them on a stretcher and pushed it towards the emergency hospital bus. My shoulders dropped instantly. One thing is sure: I am the Luna of the Moonlight Pack, and right now my people require me more than ever.

“Mind link, everyone, we're heading into the forest; come with your equipment.” I mind-linked my assistant Martha, then continued walking towards the forest. After thirty minutes, Martha and two others arrived, breathing heavily.

“I don't need to tell you what our mission is; it's obvious enough. Now let's go,” I said, and they nodded, and we began to run towards the forest because we couldn't afford to arrive late.

It took us ten good hours to come up with five herb mixtures that we presume to be the cure for the bite, after which I gave everything to Martha to keep in her house, and we marked the path we picked the herbs and the leaves. Then we began to come back to the pack; everyone was obviously famished.

“Come at the dark moon forest and pick us up,” I mind-linked to my driver as we approached the exit.

“Kiera, what's your husband's plan? Will he also marry his fated mate?” Martha asked, and I rolled my eyes at her. I wasn't desiring that conversation.

“I don't know, and let's have this conversation some other time,” I said to her. She's my best friend, and I have a lot to catch up with her, but not with two more pairs of ears sticking around us.

“Okay,” she said with a smile; she already knows that I've got a lot of gist for her.

My driver finally arrived, dropped me off in front of the Alpha's mansion, and drove them to the lake house. All I want to do right now is take a freezing bath, eat, and sleep. Nothing more than that. The minute I walked in, I noticed how dry the entire house is, not a single maid around; I couldn't even hear their voice. That's so absurd.

“Welcome back, Luna of the Moonlight Pack.” I didn't need to raise my head up to know who owns that devilish voice.

I didn't say a thing; I continued walking towards my room. It's a good thing that I stopped staying in the master's bedroom when Preston left for the war; if not, they would have thrown my things out by now. Furthermore, I pushed my door open to walk in, but then she dragged my cloth by its collar, and I turned with all my might and kicked her hard in her stomach.

“Ahhhhh” She exclaimed in pain while clutching her stomach.

“Tasha, behave yourself! I don't enjoy these pointless jokes,” I warned, and she stood up immediately and kicked me hard in my stomach, and the impact was so much that I landed hard on the stairs. I narrowed my eyes, confused. How did she do that?

“You want to fight right?” She asked, and I limped to my feet even though the pain is unbearable; I can't give her the satisfaction she desires. I punched her hard in her face, and she tried to reciprocate, and I held her hand. With her right hand, she brought out a silver arrow. I didn't notice she was with one all along. I wonder where she hid it since she's putting on a gown.

“You're a fool for touching your filthy hand on me,” she said as she tried to stab me, but then I couldn't let her do that. We began to drag the arrow; she either stabbed me or I stabbed her. One person would take the pain or even die for it. We continued dragging until she began to shift slowly into her wolf, her claws all out as she tried to tear my face with them.

I began to shift slowly too, just my hands, my claws all out, and I gave her the exact tear she gave me; blood began to drip down our cheeks and shoulders; we might as well die next to each other. I can't let her kill me; her face shifted to that of her wolf as she tried to use her canines on me.

After a few minutes, the main door clicked open. I turned sharply to see Preston running towards us. Turning back to Tasha, she held the arrow tight enough and stabbed herself.

Holy crap!

Why would she do that? She fell to the floor with a loud thud. “Tasha!” Preston voiced out in pain, possibly feeling his mate's pain. I took to my heels immediately; I didn't even notice anyone's presence until someone held my hand. I looked up immediately, and for a second, time froze.

What the hell is he doing here? The man from last night? This can't be happening. I swallowed hard and tried to yank my hand off him, our eyes still glued to each other.

“I am your Luna; you have no right to stop me. Move!" I let out immediately, finding my voice again, and he squinted his eyebrows, perhaps confused.

“Call the doctors! The nurses! The healers.” Preston screamed in pain as he carried his mate in his arms and began to walk upstairs to their room.

“That doesn't change the fact that you're a murderer,” he said, and just then Preston looked down at us as guards pushed the door open and maids began to walk in from their hidden places.

“Take Kiera to the dungeon.” The guards dragged my hands immediately; before I could say a word, they had already dragged me like a worthless criminal and walked out of the Alpha's mansion.