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The Alpha's Runaway Luna ... with a twist
Grady P.O.V.“Now that we have this out of the world, how about we start with the wedding part of this show?” I nod and Hazel does the same. “Splendid! Grady and Hazel, dear everyone, we are here to celebrate love. We are here to witness two people taking each other as husband and wife, Alph and Luna and mates for life and beyond. Grady?” “Hazel,” I take a deep breath as she turns her gorgeous eyes on me. “I have loved you even before I knew you were my mate. I tried to protect you, however misguided, in school. I always followed you with my eyes - I know I’m a creep.” People chuckle. “There have never been, and there will never be, anyone else for me. You are my heart and soul, my mate, my woman. My Luna and my equal! I love you more than life itself, and with you I will always choose sun, always choose consent and always eat my pancakes like they may be my last meal.” Hazel snorts. “You and Lily have given me a new purpose, and I love you both so much.” “Hazel?” “Grady,” she shak
The Alpha's Runaway Luna Ever after
Grady P.O.V.Three months later It’s been three months since the last fight at south bridge. We have been busy since then. The Council had Alpha Gunner from the Rainbow pack under loop, and found him inadequate to be Alpha. Seems like Maxwell was not the only one doing despicable things under his reign and his pack practically screamed for new leadership. Along with him they also stripped the Beta of his title. He was a new Drake Somar, and has been arrested to be tried in the Sun court. Alpha Gunner was given a choice by the Council - rogue status and imprisonment as so, or Omega status, witness against his Beta, Maxwell, Drake and Sable and imprisoned. He chose Omega status. The new Alpha, Marcus, immediately sought out myself and Hazel to talk about an alliance and partnership in regards to learning the ropes. He was chosen through a pack vote, as their Gamma, Eric, opted to stay as Gamma. They also chose a new Beta, Ryder, who was a highranking warrior before. All of them were
The Alpha's Runaway Luna Last enemy standing
Hazel P.O.V.The next morning dawns golden and clean, although there’s still shade over our pack, hovering like predators over prey. Grady kisses my cheek before he gets out of bed, and Lily runs through the door with a squeal and stickers in both her hands. I laugh because I’m choosing yes, and this family over and over again. And they are choosing me right back. “Momma, Uncle Storm needs this.” My daughter says with a serious face, showing me a sticker with a unicorn in a rainbow colored tornado. I almost choke on air. “He’ll love it, sweets.” I tell her, sharing a glance with Grady. He is silently laughing, mischief in his eyes. Lily runs out of our room, her glitter dress swinging around her, and making the sun beams dance in the bedroom. Downstairs we can hear River groan as Lily presents him with his Uncle of the year award, and Becky snorts with appreciation.We walk hand in hand, smiling at the people in our kitchen. Miss Pat flips her morning chocolate chip pancakes like
The Alpha's Runaway Luna The parents
Joel P.O.V.The bridge hum fades behind us and the city’s breath turns to rail-song and footsteps. Hazel runs at my side with that new quiet in her spine, the kind that comes when a woman stops negotiating with her past and starts billing it.Bailey, my wolf, paces inside my ribs, eager and careful at once. ‘Anchor,’ he reminds me. ‘Not leash.’“East access,” Becky threads into my ear, bell earrings a steady ringing over the comms. “Thermal shows three bodies; two in motion, one rabbit-still at the fence.”“Copy,” I say. “Consent check,” I add, because it matters who hears me ask.Hazel doesn’t break stride, but her smile is wide as a wolf’s grin. “Together,” she says, and the word clicks something clean between us. The ring of suns on her collarbone, ink over bite, catches the last light and my new compass tattoo warms in answer while Olive’s key etched under the needle is a promise against my pulse.We slip the last chain-link and take the gravel path that hugs the river’s shoulde
The Alpha's Runaway Luna South Bridge (Part two)
Hazel P.O.V.The lower gate guard up the block lifts his head as if hearing his name. Three quick knocks sound on the post. Two slow. Old coin code. Becky kills the gate’s attempt to be helpful from her place with Lily with a little grunt of effort and a grin.“Foxglove favors the quick,” someone murmurs from the hedge. Josie’s voice is a ribbon you can hang anything on if you don’t mind it snapping under weight.Grady leans a fraction. “Onyx?” he asks the part of him that bares teeth only for need.Hold, Onyx says, rumble over our matebond.The fox thread Sable seeded under the third stone shivers, the line Nova saw this morning tries to be funny. My mark heats, the house hum warns me the way your body warns you about bad meat.“Girls,” I say without looking, and Zara steps into the crowd we seeded on purpose today with aunties. Children lift, chatter changes flavor and the world glances to its corners.Josie pads out of the hedge as if she’s the one with the spoon and the bead ring
The Alpha's Runaway Luna South Bridge (Part one)
Hazel P..O.V.Last light leans over the south bridge painting the sky in pretty colors. The river breathes damp and the stones answer with an old ache that isn’t all mine anymore.“Circle,” I say, and Miss Pat presses the iron spoon into my palm like a priest handing over a relic.“Yes, Luna,” she murmurs, and the way it sits in the air, Luna, doesn’t scrape today. My mark warms where Grady’s teeth taught me, ink bright under skin, a thin ring of thorns and a line of little suns along my collarbone, a story written in the language of we chose this. His mark on him mirrors mine but not copy, the same thorns threading a crescent on his neck, my name hidden in knotwork only he knows how to read.Elder Max sets his rod, iron tipped, legal in a way that makes men behave, into the notch we chalked yesterday and Becky taped the city’s mouth shut where it lies out of habit while River has his storm coiled around the crowd, gentle as a good leash.I lay ash in a circle while the house hums bac
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