All Chapters of The Alpha and the Rental Luna: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

[Araminta] Fifty years ago, across the sands and mountains in the large coastal supernatural community of Crescent City, a young witch met two wolves in the middle of the night with the mission of negotiating peace. The treaty would take another decade and a half of back and forth, and would end in a moment where the two sides came together and forged a new world, one where they would live separately from one another, keeping the peace through segregation. And as our races grew apart, we became settled in our misguided beliefs, forgetting all of our shared stories and culture, losing our sense of interconnectivity. Wolves and witches were never meant to live apart. Both peoples are creatures born of magic and moonlight, living in harmony with the woods whose spirit flows through our veins. We worship the same mother goddess who not only gives us life, but whose shining power leads us to our mates, and our chosen families. In this modern world of computers and highrises, it’s easy to

[Hawthorne]Beta. How can I be a beta when I’ve had a wolf for less than 24 hours. And now the Alpha King wants me to choose between staying here to watch over him and his family, as his official Beta, or return to Crescent City with my twin, who will be the Luna of the West with her mate and soon to be husband, Rudolph Forrester. The thing is, neither of these options sound great. And yet, both of them sound incredible. As much as Sylvester Sterling and I have been antagonistic, he has also reached out across species lines to make all witches feel welcome. He even took the position of familiar to my witch, binding his power to myself and Hazel, giving us the ability to use his natural connection to his pack to help us locate Apple. That was a brave choice. If I had been a more powerful witch, or was being used by one, we could have made him our familiar in truth, forcing his hand, commanding him through that bond. I know I said I didn’t trust him, but that isn’t true either. I gue

[Apple]Sylvester’s chuckle was the last thing I expected to hear through our bond. He seems genuinely amused.“Ah,” he finally linked to me, his words as clear as if he were in the room. “I guess he’s chosen.” I can sense him shaking his head, and the weight of his deep sigh. “He’s ours now, Apple. That is, if you choose to accept him.” In a flurry of emotions, images, and words, the truth is filtered into my mind, throwing me into a shock so sudden I take a step back. I had heard that Hawthorne was now a hybrid too, with a strong wolf to balance his exceptional magic, a beta no less. Not just any beta, MY beta. Reaching out through another cord of connection, I seek out Rudy, my current Beta, only to feel that his bond has changed somehow. We aren’t disconnected, but the cord is thinning, fraying. “Rudy?”“Luna Queen,” he’s sad, but also glowing with power and pride as he tells me that he cannot serve as my Beta anymore. “I’m an alpha now,” he replies. “I’m going to be taking over

[Apple]There isn’t a moment to rest.As soon as the ceremony is over and we’ve had a celebratory toast to seal our three unions, we all rush to our chambers, shimmying out of our finery to don more practical clothing. The next all of us are together again, the three men are in full tactical gear, their military uniforms replacing their wedding suits, and the three brides now wearing various versions of similar attire. While I’m in my most comfortable jeans and t-shirt, Hazel and Amy are wearing suits of leather armor, their hair pulled back into more practical styles that can easily be fit under safety helmets and worked around bulletproof vests. They look like they’re going to war. And I guess, in some ways they are. Of the three couples, only Sylvester and I are staying behind. Walking up to Hazel, my stomach churns nervously. She was the first one to welcome me to Crescent City, and Rudy was my first protector. I feel like I’m losing two of my best friends as I watch them prepar

“Wait!” Hawthorne shouts, jumping in front of me with his arms wide, blocking my view of the portals. “Apple, wait! It’s not what you think!”I barely have a chance to register his words before my wolf takes over, guiding my body away in time before launching a ball of fire straight into Hawthorne’s chest. Astrea takes over and with a flutter of my fingertips forces me to reabsorb sparkling energy, setting my nerves on fire with the burn of it. My face flushed, I glare painfully up at my out of breath beta. “What on earth are you doing, Thorne! I nearly blasted you!” If he hadn’t spoken first, he’d be the one looking up at me from the ground, twitching as my power destroyed his nervous system. If my wolf hadn’t been quick enough, he’d be barely more than ash beneath my feet. And he knows it.. Swallowing hard, Hawthorne’s chest is heaving as he looks down at me, his eyes wide. “Couldn’t you sense who it was, Apple? Not many witches can open a portal inside the center of a packhouse,