All Chapters of Origins: The Luna City Trilogy: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Our attention is quickly snatched away without any warning, our discreet conversation disrupted and instantly forgotten about when the kitchen doors swing wide open. A loud creak accompanies the motion which breaks the hushed, still air and startles us in response. My body jolts as we watch Dakota emerge from the other room; my heart thudding quickly in my chest as we find ourselves momentarily caught off guard, unsure to whether prying ears may have overheard Raven’s secret plans. As we scramble to regain a collected composure Dakota stops in her tracks, placing her hand on her hip and carefully surveying us both with a hint of curiosity riddled within her bright green eyes.“What did I miss?” Dakota asks suspiciously as she approaches us slowly with a raised eyebrow. She walks cautiously, trying to figure out what is going on before diverting her sole focus onto Raven.“Nothing much. I was

My excitement is no longer containable by the time we reach the sickly green painted hospital; every fibre inside of me begins to buzz as I feel deliriously happy, giddy even while I allow the positive surge to mute all of my recent turbulent worries, making them appear mundane almost as I lose sense of any calmness I may have recently possessed. Unable to sit still any longer my leg begins to shake impatiently while I wait for Mato to park the blacked-out SUV as he slowly drives around the carpark looking for a free space amongst the rows of endless vehicles. As we near the front of the daunting hospital a car begins to reverse out in front of us, luckily freeing up a space and causing us to stop as Mato waits to take their once occupied spot causing my anxiety to soar. Without a second thought, I unbuckle my seatbelt and quickly rush out of the stagnant

My body tenses when my hidden temper sparks within me causing my fury to spring to life without any warning; a forgotten shard of my former self re-emerging from my past as I clench my teeth and swallow my brewing frustration, “What do you mean they’ve been accepted into her pack?” I growl under the dim moons glow while clenching my hands. I feel myself growing agitated as my clothes begin to stick to my damp skin from the hot, moist air adding to my sudden annoyance.The gathering crowd’s silent observation abruptly ends as they erupt into a flood of hushed whimpers and gasps while they stumble backwards; masking the sound of the nocturnal nature bursting from around us amongst the sprawling trees. The colour drains from their faces as they stare at me with widened eyes; shaken by my explosive outpour as I tiptoe on the borderline of becoming unstable, sensing my wolf creep closer to the surface, ready to break free

I swallow down my growing nervousness as we throw on our coats and say our swift goodbyes; a sea of anxiety mercilessly crashing inside of me causing my heartbeat to quicken as it heavily pounds within my breathless chest, echoing ruthlessly within my skull and allowing a spell of dizziness to kick in while I lean down to fasten my boots. My legs stumble from beneath me; wobbling slightly as my balance immobilises for a split second as the thought of reliving one of the worst nights of my life in front of a group of total strangers starts to weigh down on me, suffocatingly as the spit gathers at the back of my throat.Elijah steadies me as he wraps his wide arm around my shoulder, closely holding me into his muscular frame as he tak

A few seconds of silence rolls by teasingly; his eyes meet mine repeatedly as if they were connected by a magnetic pull causing bashful grins to riddle across both of our faces, unapologetically giggling each time it happens while he bursts into a rough chuckle. An undeniable sensation begins to brew inside of me; intoxicating and powerful, consuming almost as my wolf begins emitting more emotions than I can handle. My nerves continue to rage, pulsating through my body just as they were on the first day of school all those years ago making me feel giddy while I struggle to find words.Unable to conjure something to say I take another gulp of my champagne; hoping to gain some courage before placing the flute onto the table when a blur of movement in the distance catches my attention, distracting us to my relief as I fidget awkwardly under his attentive stare. To my surprise a well-dressed server approaches slowly; their posture upright as th