All Chapters of The Alpha and the Rental Luna: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

[Hazel] Time slows, almost seeming to stop as the voice calls out to me again. I've heard her only once before, but I know who she is instantly, all the way down to the marrow of my bones. Because she is a part of me. It’s my newly discovered wolf, Haley. “Let me help you,” she pleads again, padding forward in my mind. "We don't have a lot of time, but we can still do something to stop this." “How can you be so sure that you can, that we can do anything to stop this?" I demand, as the seconds slowly tick forward. “You are a wolf. Can you bring branches to stop us or make the earth move out of our way? I'm a witch and I've never been able to do that. Having a wolf won't change my nature.” I don’t want to die. But I also don’t want my last moments to be tormented by an annoying, delusional wolf. “I know because we've done it before," she insists. "You don't remember, but you can save us all. I know you don't trust me, but I am speaking the truth. Your powers are deeper than you

[Hazel] The stunned looks on the faces of the gathered wolves slowly shift to terror as the first drones make it into the tunnel, their silent hums reverberating off of the stone walls. We have maybe minutes before they discover the truth, and then it will be too late. “Explain.” Rudy looked worried, but also hopeful. “Do you have a spell?” “Not exactly,” my heart flutters with warmth. He’s my husband now, but he’s also an alpha and responsible for more lives than just ours. Taking a chance on an unknown skill…that’s risky. But he is willing to believe in me. And that means everything. “Okay, so what if I did something like I just did, but in reverse?” I begin, detailing my plan in rapid fire sentences, short, brief, and concise. “We run, and I crash the helicopter–properly this time, making it look like we crashed into the side of the cliff. If I angle it right…” “You could close the passage behind us,” Rudy sees my plan clearly in his mind through our bond and I can see h

[Amaryllis]Following my mate’s orders, the caravan breaks up, with vans going in every direction except for back the way we came. “They are expecting us to come alone,” Calyx explains. “Don’t worry, our men are prepared for what comes next.”The edges of Calyx’s grin look sinister in the moonlight. He’s not just expecting violence, he’s looking forward to it. Almost as if he knew it was coming. My body tenses. “Did you know…” I ask directly, not wanting to play games or leave anything open to misunderstanding. “Did you know they were going to attack tonight?”“No,” he shakes his head, “Lysander and I suspected something might happen tonight, that’s why we were prepared with so much security,” exhaling slowly he adds, “but we had no idea what that attack would look like. My connections in the Brotherhood hinted at something big, but they don’t quite trust me enough to give all the details. This,” he points upward, where another blast sounds overhead, “is likely a test of my loyalty.

[Calyx] The way she calls me by my rank hits me like a slap. Within the boundary of Clearwater, I am Commander Paige, the heartless son of the Great Leader. I was a weapon, crafted from the best of the Brotherhood, blended with the worst of the monsters to be their slayer, the one who could heartlessly command countless supernaturals to their own damnation. To witches, I felt like a witch, infiltrating their covens and taking their children for experimentation and sport. To the wolves, especially the rogues, I was the alpha turned executioner, keeping my pack of rogues on a tight leash of fear. And underneath it all, I was human as well. It was that humanity that clung to, seeing it as my only claim to salvation–nothing I was doing was WRONG if I was doing it for the RIGHT reasons. Yes, I was a spy, a betrayer, a murderer, a beast–but I took on all of these identities, all of these sins, for the greater good of humanity. Because I wasn’t raised to know any better. And for the

[Apple] After the initial fear wore off, and my people started to relax around the witches, they began traveling through the portals in small groups, to relocate them to witch towns across the country. Because the existence of the witch towns is limited to the witch community, they are the safest places for our people to hide. “Humans can’t cross the threshold–not enough inner spark,” Araminta explained as she went over the plan with me and Hawthorne, “And wolves cannot enter without an invitation. Even then, they can’t use their natural strengths within the borders. This means that neither the humans nor the rogues they are using as weapons can get in.” “And most tech fails too,” Hawthorne pointed out. “Their drones won’t be able to enter either.” “This bunker can do the same, to a smaller extent,” Araminta added. “But the witch towns can keep the protective field up indefinitely.” As Luna Queen, I can command anything of the wolves under my care. It only takes a trickle of po