Lahat ng Kabanata ng Alpha Hunter: Saved by his Luna: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

“Cassy! So how is it?” Walking down the stairs of the post office, the baritone voice of the man leaning against the car put a smile on his lips. And oh, please don’t think wrong about it. He was actually my brother, Troy. Troy had the same brunette hair as mine, hazel eyes, and was one foot three inches taller than me. He looked like a delinquent but he had a good heart----He made it his job to check on me 24/7 but not in a derogatory sense, though. I came from a Gamma family in a large werewolf community called the Midnight Pack. Even though I, myself was merely an Omega, My father, Xanthros Clark was one of the advisers of the Alpha. And despite growing up without a mother, I never felt deprived of love. I was proud of being a daughter of a great Gamma warrior, who sacrificed herself in a war against a hostile pack that attacked Midnight Territory sixteen years ago. Troy flicked the cigarette away from his fingers and stood with his hands in his pockets, waiting for my answer.

[HUNTER’s Point-of-View] Nothing impressed me here. As we entered the old conventional hall of the Crescent Pack, an absurd feeling made me frown when a middle-aged man with an unpleasant sneer approached me and my Beta, Weston, dragging a tiny lady with him. The she-wolf was shivering terribly, like a cold puppy in heavy rain. I raised one of my eyebrows and gave Weston a quick look from the corner of my eye. "I’m sorry I forgot to tell you about this man, Alpha Hunter," Weston whispered to me apologetically. "This is Castor. A diplomat from the Dessert Moon Pack." I never left my eyes on the suspicious man wearing a knee-length silk coat with a gold ornament hanging on his waist and a turban on his head. His face just looked foreign from around this area. Hmm... Dessert Moon Pack. That group of cowards who had always been neutral between the Black Haw and the Midnight Pack for over a decade. Cunning werewolves who gained a lot of profit from the war that my deranged father star

[ALPHA HUNTER’s Point-of-View] "What’s wrong?" Weston whispered, sounding worried. It was gone. That bewitching scent that had just distracted me disappeared, leaving me searching and craving for whoever that was. The smell was so strong that its absence suddenly created an empty space in me. It was so compelling yet perplexing. "She’s here," I answered my Beta with my eyes still scanning the hall, trying to track that enthralling scent that hopefully would lead me to the person I had been searching for for so many years. I never felt so pressured and desperate until this moment. Weston was confused, but I couldn’t waste time anymore. I approached Alpha Carter and didn’t care if he and his Luna were debating about something. "Alpha Carter," I uttered in a casual tone but failed to hide the eagerness in it, "I need you to gather all the female Omegas in this hall." Alpha Carter frowned, but then he knew he couldn’t say no to me. That was when his expression softened to a hypocriti

It had been two days, and I didn’t know what the hell I was doing. We had been running inside this fr*aking forest, hoping that we would find the way toward the highway. If we got lucky, we could ask some strangers to drive us back to the Midnight Pack’s territory, where Monica and I could get help from my dad. Staying in the forest was not easy for us both. Good thing Monica was so knowledgeable about the fruits that were safe to eat and the rivers were fresh and clean for us to quench the thirst of finding our way to a safer place the whole day. I was not the best in our fighting lessons in the pack, but my senses were strong enough to avoid wild animals and any suspicious places that Alpha Hunter and his men were staying as they hunted for the both of us. I looked at Monica, who was sleeping soundly underneath an old tree, enjoying its cool shade as if it were the most pleasant thing in the world. I wondered what kind of life she had before. She seldom talked, only when her opin

[CASSANDRA’s Point-of-View] I still couldn’t believe that all my effort was just a joke to these people, and Alpha Hunter played me in the palm of his hand. Our convoy made a short stop in a motel that stood in the middle of the empty road, and I wondered if they had been here ages ago because the owner immediately served them like VIPs. "Here is the contract you need to sign." Alpha Hunter tossed me a bunch of clipped papers before he left the small room I was assigned, "I just want to remind you that there is no alteration." He was only desperate to have a child as I scanned the contract, and that’s the miserable fact I needed to remind my inner wolf who got too upset about her mate’s affection. Alpha Hunter was a ruthless man who only cared for himself and no one else. I cried my eyes out, not even touching the paper scattered on the floor. I never wanted to see any of them, or even touch that d*mned thing. Suddenly I heard the door open. Beta and Monica entered my room with ca