บททั้งหมดของ Chasing Their Unloved Luna: บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

Amina Hiding things from my best friend is bad enough, but when that best friend is also my Alpha…that can be disastrous. With all the pack reforms, a new baby and two more on the way, the last thing she and her three hunky mates needed was the knowledge of these threats I have been getting. In addition to pack reforms and improvements in housing and treatment for Omegas, I have been tasked with working alongside several other pack members, including our former Gamma and his mate to spread the idea of reforms in how other packs treat their Omegas and help them set up programs, schools and more, in hopes of enriching the lives of their pack members. I also find Omegas and other mistreated pack members and offer our pack as a sanctuary if their packs do not improve their conditions. This has not always been well received. The threats started a few months ago. It started with things that seemed to be nonsense. The first letter read, “top this utter nonsense, Omega Bitch. You will pay

Damien My uncle has been hoping I’d search for my mate while out here training and learning all the fighting styles and unique techniques from the strongest shifter packs world wide. To be honest, I’ve been doing nothing but fighting and fucking. If I find my mate then that’s fine but they had better be ready for my sex drive. After working up a sweat training I am always horny. Fighting always makes me harder than anything else and I need a release. Lycans have a very high sex drive and I am no exception. There are many Lycans who have more than one mate and there is a good reason for that. I just hope when I find mine they are ready to be thoroughly fucked or to fuck me good and hard. I am not an easy once a day kind of guy…I like it hard and frequent. I mean, my uncle is the Lycan King…it runs in our genes to be sex gods. “Gaddess, you are cute,” I say to the little fox shifter who is on his knees sucking my cock after I beat him in a match. He has been teaching me his kung foo

Amina “So you see, rejecting your same sex mate seems to negatively impact your mental health,” I say in conclusion of the explanation of what we have seen. “Wow! I wonder if there truly is a curse!” Tobias exclaims. “I believe there is,” I sigh. “It worries me that you are even considering rejecting us.” “If it were just you, I wouldn’t. I would try to act professionally, while doing my job of protecting you, but I would not reject you, but him…I don’t think I can be with a male mate,” Tobias says with a troubled expression. “Tobias, you need to trust the goddess. She puts us together for a reason. She has a plan,” I say, softly while moving closer to him and taking his hand in mine. “I wish I could, but…” Tobias starts but his phone ringing cuts off the rest of his thought. He picks it up and says, “ Hello, Damien. Is it there?” He mostly nods his head and says things like , “Uh-huh” and “I see” before saying. “I’ll see you shortly. Do you want us to come meet you there or ar

Amina “Who is it and what is your plan?” I ask Kaiya, knowing no choice is going to be right and if she says she is one , I will not choose her. “It runs in one of the families within the pack…both our current and past Gamma are in that family. They are immune to silver, but most people don’t know that,” Kaiya says. I gasp as she continues, “without the silver making the sedative more effective, it should only work for an hour, maybe less. I figure they will have a way of monitoring us and if we don’t administer it, they will know, however if we only administer it to one of the pair of them…they stand a chance. They are strong fighters. I won’t ask either one without them knowing what is at risk and the entire situation, so Ace is calling them here.” “I…I can’t risk…David is a new father and Dorian is so young!” I stutter with my heart in my throat. I can’t even imagine the atrocities they risk. “We will stay nearby…somewhere we can monitor the situation. You and Juliette and one o

Amina I woke up alone in my bed, but the scent of coffee and breakfast filled my suite. To my surprise, both Damien and Tobias were making breakfast and the sight of the two big, muscular men cooking and making coffee, makes me smile. They don’t notice me at first and I watch for a few moments. There is still tension between them, like there has been since they first scented one another, but it seems a little less than there was yesterday. Maybe they stand a chance of accepting one another. Today is a day that feels heavy. We know what is at stake and that the path before us could be dangerous. The air is thick, but my mates are trying to ease the atmosphere by making me breakfast. “Good morning, beautiful,” Damien says, finally noticing me in the doorway. “Good morning, my handsome men,” I say, trying to smile despite the heavy feeling weighing on me. I don’t like having all this pressure on me. I feel the weight of everything. It rests on me and on all of our ability to solve