Hazel Dalton has always known her parents never wanted her. She is the girl, who should have been a boy. The family dissapointment. Keeping her nose in a book, Hazel tries to escape the world, who does not want her. But always looking down, is not only a good thing, especially when you dream of finding your mate and hoping he might be the strong and handsome Alpha of your pack. Grady Starwood becomes Alpha of the Starfall pack when he is 18, and if there is something he dreams of more then lead his pack to greatness, it is to find his destined mate and cherish her forever. His parents has instilled a love for the matebond, and a respect for the gifts the Moon Goddess bestows upon you in him since he was a small pup. It is with some disappointment, but also a small hope, that Grady does not find his mate right away. He has always had a crush on the quiet and shy Hazel Dalton, and found her astoundingly beautiful. Despite his daily fan club of hopeful she-wolves, lead by Josie Dalton, waiting for him to pick one of them as his chosen mate, Grady remains steady in his resolves to wait until Hazel is 18 and see. What happens when Grady finds his dream girl to be his mate, but a severe misunderstanding drives her away from him and his pack? Will she ever return or will he be forced to take a chosen Luna? Can Hazel ever come back and forgive her mate for what she thinks is his betrayal? Will she give him a chance to explain? Or will the mate she so badly wanted be the villain in her story forever? Drama, twists and unexpected turns. This is; The Alpha's Runaway Luna
View MoreHazel P.O.V.
‘Please come to the woods and meet me tonight at 8pm. I’ll be waiting by the old oak tree’. The memory of the note popped into my mind when I see a couple come into the store hand in hand, all smiles. They are wolves as I can see their matemarks. They look at each other like no one else exists.
It made me think back to that memory, thinking of what could’ve been. The note I had received was from my Alpha, Grady Starwood.
I woke early, even before the sun had even come over the horizon to the sound of purring in my head. I smiled to myself. This could only mean one thing. I had actually gotten my wolf today. Mom and dad were dead sure I would never be important or strong enough for the Moon Goddess to bless me with a wolf, let alone a mate. They kept threatening me with kicking me out, which I knew was an empty threat because that meant a bump in their flawless pack reputation. The summer holidays began today and I was graduating with honors, much to my parents' horror.
‘Hello Hazel!’ My wolf says in a confident husky voice. I close my eyes to enjoy her even more.
“Hi! What is your name?” I ask her, wanting to know everything all at once. She barks a laugh.
‘My name is Ebony, and I’m very pleased to be paired with a kindhearted human such as you.’ She answers, sitting with her tail wagging in my mind.
‘Can we shift?’ I want to do it already so no one can hinder me. Rumor has it that if a wolf does not shift on their actual birthday, then their wolves will go feral and kill themselves. Ebony barks again but nods eagerly.
‘That would be a pleasure if you are sure?’ She says, and I’m already getting dressed in my tiny little basement room.
Outside I hurry to the treeline and pull my clothes off again. I close my eyes and let Ebony do her thing. I feel my bones snap and reshape. It hurts, but not as much as I would have thought it would. Ebony tells me to open my eyes and as I do, I get the distinct feeling someone is watching me. Looking around I see no one, so I look down instead. My paws are dark brown and I shake out our fur.
The day goes back with many issues except my sister Josie trying to stir her usual attention seeking troubles. I manage to dodge her most of the day. Some time during classes the Beta came to me with a note from the Alpha; Please come to the woods and meet me tonight at 8pm. I’ll be waiting by the old oak tree’. I found it weird, but I was also curious. I have had a major crush on Alpha Grady since forever with the rest of the female population of the pack. He is a tall muscled greek god walking amongst us just being absolutely gorgeous and amazing. Ebony stirred while I held the note, saying she smelled something amazing but didn’t know what it was.
Dinner was a disaster as I knew it would be. Mom and dad were scolding me for graduating with honors, humiliating my siblings, because it made them look bad, especially Josie. I just internally rolled my eyes. None of them congratulated me on my birthday, but they definitely knew it was today because mom asked casually if I had gotten a wolf or not. I said I had and she scoffed.
“Yeah, as if!” As proof I called forth my fangs, earning a hard slap on the face from her, and my father for disrespecting my elders. I just sighed and apologized before moving to the front door.
They immediately asked where I was going? I said I was going for a walk and would be back later. I should have known it was way too easy to get out that night.
In the forest I walked along the paths, enjoying the quiet night as a scent invaded my senses. Ebony perked up in my mind, her tongue hanging out. As we got closer, the scent got stronger.
‘Our mate is there!’ Ebony said, and I wondered who it could be. Could it really be the Alpha who I had crushed so hard on? I walked through the last grubs and branches, only to stop dead in my tracks at the sight in front of me.
There by the old oak tree stood Alpha Grady and the scent definitely came from him, but that was not what made me stop. With him stood my sister Josie - but fucking naked. She was unbuttoning his shirt for him, her arousal strong enough to reach me and make me gag.
“Hazel!” Alpha Grady says, his eyes wide and concerned. I don’t answer as I turn around and leave the scene. Ebony is howling in my mind from the pain of seeing him with none other than that skank to Josie.
At home my parents are waiting for me.
“Happy birthday, Hazel. This is an envelope with money for a plane ticket. I’m sure you can go somewhere else and be a disappointment. We already told the taxi driver to take you away.” Mom said coldly, throwing a duffle bag at me and handing me the envelope. I snatch it, looking at them both with undisguised hatred at that moment. They knew! They knew she was going there. Josie must have seen or got told about the note and gone through my stuff. “Josie is going to be Luna - she is the fitting person for the position. Not you.” Dad says with a scoff pointing to the taxi.
I left without looking back. He could take her as his chosen mate if he wanted the pack to burn to the ground. I just left. No rejection, nothing. Just pure heartache and sorrow.
“Yo, earth to Hazel?” My best friend and roommate Kaia says, waving a hand in front of me. I smile at her, grabbing her hand and giving her a high five. She laughs, but I see the worry in her eyes. “You okay, babe?” She asks, following the young couple she notices must have been the trigger for my zoning out. I nod with a smile.
“Yeah, sorry about that.” She waves a hand dismissively. We met in the bookstore a few weeks after I moved to Blue Cove. I came here because this is where I knew Hope, my sister, lived. She was an outcast like me, only worse. She is the sister my parents refused to recognize solely because she was born from an indiscretion of my father. I called her from the cab and she immediately told me to come here and live with her.
We were happy together, especially when we found out that she was pregnant with my niece. Unfortunately, the happiness lasted shortly. Her ex-husband, who had gotten her pregnant by raping her, murdered her just before Lily turned 1.
We were sitting at home, and had a restraining order on Taylor because of his excessive behavior. Even for a human he was very controlling and possessive. He kicked down the front door making Hope push Lily into my arms ordering me to run away with her while she distracted Taylor. I did as she asked, running to the neighbors and telling them to call the police. Suddenly shots ring out from our home and I remember screaming for Hope, while three grown men had to hold me back. One of the wives has taken Lily at this point to protect her. Taylor comes out from the house with blood all over him and I see red. Ebony loses all control, throwing the three men off of us and running after our sister’s murder. We tackled him to the ground and got a few good punches in before people dragged me off him again.
He got sent away for life, and I adopted my niece as per Hope’s will.
“Are you sure you’re good? You have the thinking and reminiscing face on.” Kaia presses on. I smile and nod.
“Yeah, I’m good. It’s just the 5 year anniversary of my leaving the Starfall pack is coming up and right after that it's been 4 years since Hope was murdered. I miss her terribly.” Kaia hugs me close.
“I know, babe. I’m sorry.” I kiss her cheek. Kaia and Lily are my family now, and I couldn’t wish to have more than those two in my life.
Josie P.O.VI hate warehouses. They smell like old water and garbage. Harbormere’s river box is no different, peeling paint, a row of dusty panes, the hum of a private mesh Finch swears no one can penetrate. His jaw says otherwise. He’s pacing and talking into his shirt like a scared intern. Maxwell lounges like it’s a yacht club and not a damp floor with a folding table.I sit on the table anyway, legs crossed, tablet in my lap, watching the packhouse through the holes we cut in the security feeds. Laurel was good for something after all. Keys. Doors. A line into their cams. For a minute, the Alpha’s floor was naked under my finger.Then Hazel ruined it. Of course she did.“Tell me you still have the girl,” Maxwell says without moving his eyes from the river. He means Lory. He calls every woman girl when he’s about to sell her.“We had the girl,” Finch says, grimacing. “Gamma River boxed the car at the foundry. Net through the windshield. Clean. No blood. She’s back in their cells.”
Hazel P.O.V.Back in the conference room Becky is finding the feed from this morning, and Elder Max is explaining all there is about the keystone that he knows. We watch and when the feed goes black and the house inhales, we look at each other with wide eyes. This is so much bigger than we thought. Elder Max is already moving; Becky’s fingers are thunder on glass; Kaia’s eyes cut to me for the beat it takes to decide if we run or we hold. Her eyes steady as the drum of our hearts. We hold. This is our home now, and we are going to defend it.“We plug the hole,” I say, before the fear can grow deep. “Then we take back our stone.”“Alpha floor,” Elder Max agrees, the clay rod tucked under his arm like a duelist’s blade. “Now.”We take the back stairs on a run. The air changes as we climb, dry and charged.. The vault door stands open like a mouth that never should have learned how; inside, the little cradle in the stone plinth is empty. My stomach drops, but somewhere in the pit of it
Hazel “Torin Vale?” Grady says. “Relationship.”“Associate,” Drake says. “Occasional dinner companion. Men like to have friends who can sign on dotted lines. Vale signs. Stone smiles. Gunner pretends not to see.”The room tilts a fraction, just enough to show where the cracks run.“Alpha Gunner called me this morning,” Grady says conversationally, like we’re talking about weather. “He accidentally left his pup on the line. Maxwell Stone screamed that he bought a woman. Then he tried to bill me for her cost.”Drake’s eyes heat. “Max is impulsive,” he says. “You know how it is. Men with appetites.”“Mm,” I say, and Ebony rolls her shoulders against my mind barrier. “Then here’s your choice, Mr. Somar. Tell me, on the record, the money trail between you, Vale, and the Ashfen coven for the attempted trade of Olive Powell. Tell me the names of anyone in my house you’ve paid or promised favors to in the last year. Tell me where Sable sleeps. You get the Council in a room where the sun can
Hazel P.O.V. Elder Max works like a storm in a teacup, quiet, contained, and somehow the whole room bends around him. In the pack clinic he slides ugly little jars across the counter while I measure by eye and temper. Iron ash. Salt. Vinegar boiled with nail heads until the air taste like rain in an old forge. He watches my hands like a teacher who already knows I won’t spill.“Heat-reactive binder,” he says when the mixture goes from clear to cloudy. “Ashfen always cut with verdigris when they’re in a hurry.”“Good,” I reply, meaning not good at all. “Then we’ll make their hurry choke.”Now the bottle rides my belt, warm from my palm. When we meet up with everyone before going to the interrogation room, I deliver another bottle to Grady with the instructions he needs to know. He kisses my forehead, his eyes searching for a second. Then he nods, and we smile at one another. Iron ash dusts the thresholds Becky and two Omegas swept while the sprinklers coughed their last and the hallw
River P.O.V.The driver has a pocketknife, a slimline pistol he’s not good enough with to be a professional, and a wedding ring he doesn’t wear enough to have a tan line. The passenger has long fingernails with powder under them that smells like the same bitter scent I’ve come to hate, a burner phone that will be disappointingly clean, and a signet ring he forgot to leave at home because his ego is bigger than his brain. I drop the ring in an evidence bag with the delicacy of a man handling a baby snake and hand it to Jessa. “Becky gets eyes on that one first.”‘Already peeking,’ Becky purrs. ‘Thank you.’ She links. Sneaky little mate. I smirk to myself. That’s my girl! “Don’t make a sound,” I tell the driver just before he does. He swallows whatever he thought was a good idea and nods, eyes flat.“Load up,” I say. “Lory in the first transport with me. Talon, you sit in the back with her and hum if she starts trying to chew plastic.”“I only know dirty songs.” Talon smirks, licking h
River P.O.V.The old brick foundry squats by the river like a rusted animal, belly full of shadows and pigeons, every arch a patient mouth. Wind comes upriver cold and clean; it knifes the oil stink down to something I can use; hot engine, old mortar, fear-sweat.I’m on the bridge edge with three teams and a map in my head.“A-Team anchor north arch,” I ordered, voice low. “B-Team drift south by the spillway. C-Team with me, high wire. No heroics. Eyes only until we get the green light from Alpha.”Three sets of acknowledgments snap back, crisp and quiet as the teams break up to do as I told them. Below, a dark sedan idles under the last intact arch on the north side, tucked just far enough back that a passerby on the access road might miss it if they aren’t looking. They’re looking. I can feel it, the driver hyper-alert in the way the exhaust burps, the passenger with the jittery twitch of prey who thinks he’s a hunter. Back seat: one heartbeat too fast and too shallow, the pattern
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