All Chapters of The Luna's Choice: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I stroked my irritated temples. I yelled, "Shut it the lot of you," loud enough for everyone to hear. When I yelled at people, they would usually ignore me, but for some reason—possibly my tone or my angry eyes—they all genuinely stopped talking. After a brief period of silence during which everyone in the room focused on me, Rafa raised another grievance, and the shouting and fighting resumed.I whispered "Dios Mio" while shaking my head at the male guests. The lot of them are idiots.All of the Yellowstone Wolves had their chips removed and were replaced with real Wolves, with the exception of two who refused to go. Rafa immediately learned, however, that, contrary to what his family had told him, his mother was not one of the She-Wolves taken. He didn't accept them, though.Even though the other Yellowstone Wolves informed him that she had never been there, his plan was to venture further into the park to locate her. Rafa, however, being an obstinate idiot, attempted to leave.Javi

I thought, tracing my finger over his angular jawline as his stubble tickled my fingertips, "You are thinking very hard."Levi suddenly exclaimed, "I want a child."Nothing came out of my mouth when I opened it. I was unable to speak, which had never happened to me before. And it wasn't that I was stumped for words; rather, it was more like my brain had simply shut down.I finally mumbled, biting my bottom lip, "A child." "A baby, a kid, someone who needs me.""I know it's a scary idea, especially with everything going on right now," Levi said as he gave me a serious look. If I weren't dead serious about getting what I want, I also wouldn't have brought it up. I've always wanted to have children, but I always thought I'd wait till later in life to do it. And now that I'm thirty, have two Packs, and a partner I adore, I know that the time is right."Now, we require two heirs. Alphas in the future for both packs.Levi continued, smiling to himself, "Yes, the eldest son will take over Eq

"Move." My voice was harsher than intended, but the pack warriors dashed out of the passageway as if I had just growled. Okay, so technically I did. A low one. Not my fault. Hormones. Or wrath. It may be either at this point. Pregnancy had made me more bitey. Not that I wasn't already. What about now? Even the tiniest thing may send me off. It's like Levi leaving the milk out. Again. "Babe," Levi's voice echoed down the hallway as he rushed toward me, shirtless, hair a tangle, and holding—yup—the milk. "You left this on the table." I blinked. "I left it?" He gazed down at it. Looked up at me. He gave me an aggravating, charming smirk that made me want to punch and kiss him at the same time. "Alright, maybe I left it. But I delivered it to you. That qualifies as husband points." I grabbed the milk carton and spun on my heel. "I'm going to count your points with a chainsaw if you don't stop acting like a golden retriever in heat." Behind me, he snorted. "You like when I'm in heat." "Levi

The rain has not ceased since sunrise. It clattered against the big windows of Luna's office, turning the light gray and frigid. The aroma of damp pine floated in through the open balcony door, but rather than being warm, it made the air feel heavy as if the entire packhouse was holding its breath. I sat behind Ethan's desk yes, his desk with my feet up on the chair and a pen whirling between my fingers. The documents sprawled out in front of me were not particularly exciting: patrol rosters, supply lists, and a half-finished note from the culinary crew about running out of blueberries. Still, it felt good to be doing something other than snoozing or "resting," as Ethan preferred to call it. "I told you not to be here," said the deep, unimpressed voice from the doorway. I did not even look up. "And yet, I am here. It's almost as if your orders had an expiration date in my thoughts. Ethan strode inside, his scent a mix of cedar and fire sweeping around me before casting his shadow acr

The weak corridor light behind him was blotted out by Ethan's shadow as he filled the doorway. The small hairs on my arms sprang on up at the expression in his eyes, but his breathing was calm.With a voice clipped as if he had bitten the words in half before they reached me, he said, "Get dressed.""What""All right, Mabella."Argument was out of the question in that tone. My hands moved more quickly, but my pulse was already pounding. No shoes, tunic, leggings. It felt heavier than the last second.Ethan was at the window by the time I turned around, his shoulders tense and his nostrils wide open as though he could smell the night."They're near," he whispered.More than the howls, the phrase "they" made me shiver.Pressing against the glass, I joined him. The treeline shivered in a restless breeze, and the forest was a wall of blackness. Then motion. but the timber of a deer, but the scamper of a fox. This shadow was big and intent on hunting."How many?" I inquired.He clenched hi