All Chapters of The Alpha's Unaware Luna: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Trixie POVThe early morning light filtered through the trees as Jerica and I climbed into the back of the black SUV. Jake was already in the driver’s seat, his sunglasses on and jaw tense, while Joe lounged in the passenger seat with a devil-may-care smirk. Very upbeat considering his temper lately."Everyone ready for a riveting day of school security?" Joe asked, glancing over his shoulder. "As ready as I’ll ever be," I muttered. Jerica stifled a yawn. "I still can’t believe we have guards going to class with us. This is next-level overkill."Jake grunted. "Trevor’s orders. Not taking any chances." Joe chuckled. "Besides, we’re not just guards. We’re your charming, rugged, overly protective escorts." Jerica rolled her eyes. "More like body shadows."The drive was quiet after that, filled only with the low rumble of the engine and the occasional pop song from the radio. When we arrived at school, we filed out like some kind of strange entourage. Jake and Joe flanked us as we walked

Trixie POVI nodded without saying a word, my throat too tight with emotion to speak. My father—Thomas—stared at me as if trying to memorize every detail of my face, like he couldn’t believe I was really standing in front of him. His dark blonde hair was tousled, his expression raw and vulnerable. A lifetime missed, stolen by circumstances neither of us could control.He opened his mouth again, trying to form words, but none came. Instead, his eyes moved to Trevor, standing at my right side with quiet strength. My father studied him with an intensity that made my skin prickle. Then his gaze shifted again—past Trevor—and landed on Alice. "Alice," he whispered.Her sad smile was filled with relief and pain all at once. She stepped forward, and he reached for her, their hands grasping with trembling fingers, before she leaned in and hugged him gently. "You saved me," he murmured against her hair. "Thank you. Are you alright?" She nodded, pulling back slightly. "I will be. I was hurt too,

Trevor POVTrixie trembled against me, her breaths shallow and shaky as I wrapped my arms around her. We stood just outside the guest room door, the weight of her vision settling over us like a dense fog. Her hands clutched at my shirt, fingers twisting the fabric as she tried to calm herself."It's okay, baby. I've got you," I whispered, pressing my lips to the top of her head. My heart pounded in my chest, anger and worry warring within me. Whoever this voice was—whatever threat it posed—they would not touch her.Alice appeared in the doorway, her face pale. Thomas was right behind her, eyes narrowed with concern. "What happened? Was that a vision?"Trixie stayed quiet, still catching her breath, so I answered for her. "Yes."Alice took a step closer, her voice gentle but laced with urgency. "Is this common for her? How often does she have them? Are they always this intense? Do they always come true?"Thomas added, his tone more clipped, "How long has she been having these visions?

Trevor stepped out first, instantly alert, scanning the area as Joe and Eric flanked him. Trixie followed, her eyes wide as she took in the sprawling estate. It wasn’t as tall as Trevor’s pack house, but it was broader, fortified, and surrounded by thick forest.The massive front doors opened, revealing a tall, broad-shouldered man with sandy blond hair and a sharp jaw. He wore a navy shirt that clung to his muscular build, his posture confident and authoritative. Beside him stood a graceful woman with auburn hair and kind green eyes, her hand resting lightly on his arm.“Alpha Trevor,” the man greeted, voice deep and steady.“Welcome to the Ironclaw Pack. I’m Alpha Brock, and this is my mate, Luna Rachel.” Trevor stepped forward, shaking his hand firmly. “Thank you for having us.” Brock’s beta, a wiry man with intelligent eyes and a lopsided grin, appeared at his side. “This is my Beta, Kyle,” Brock said. Kyle nodded in greeting.Brock gestured toward the massive entryway. “Come in. L

The heavy door to Trevor’s office swung open, and Joe stepped inside, flanked by a figure draped in shadows—a young she-wolf, wrists bound but eyes sharp and defiant.“Alpha,” Joe said, nodding respectfully. “This is Laura.” Trevor’s gaze flicked to the woman, taking in her worn leather jacket, the wildness in her eyes with a brokenness as well. She hadn’t been tamed by captivity. She shifted, head held high despite the situation. The wildness came from her wolf being rogue. Once a part of the pack, that piece of her would return back to normal.Melissa stepped forward, arms crossed. “You sure about bringing her here? You want me to handle her?” Trevor didn’t hesitate. “Yes. Melissa, she’s going under your wing now. Teach her the ways of the Blood Moon Pack. Give her a chance to prove she’s not a threat.” Eric’s jaw tightened beside them. “You’re trusting a rogue? ” Trevor’s voice was steady, but firm. “This isn’t about blind trust. It’s about the future. If she can survive thirty day