All Chapters of From Runt To Luna : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Back at the dorm, Camille and Sarah were not around. So I had the room to myself. Which was a nice change as they were always around. I took advantage of the silence and caught up on the notes and assignments that they’d made for me. It wasn’t easy throughout the last week at the clinic, as I had to skip classes; thankfully, the teachers understood, they just told me to make sure I read and did all the assignments. Easy peasy right? Wrong.I mean, Art was easy enough, but Pack politics and Pack History? Boy did I understand nothing. I must have been at it for hours before Sarah and Camille returned.Camille had said something funny and Sarah was laughing. They walked in carrying bags, they must have gone shopping or something. “Hey guys!” I said cheerfully to them. I dropped my book on the bed, happy for any excuse to get rid of them.“Lilliana!” Camille called out cheerfully and jumped onto my bed, onto me.“Omph,” I grunted and laughed.“Careful Camille, you might hurt her.” Sarah

I took a deep breath, then I told them how Doc asked me to join their team so I could help them stabilize the plants.Surprised did not begin to cover the range of emotions they felt. Shock switched to surprise, then to fear, then to worry before their faces finally settled on thoughtful.“That’s insane. How dare she try to rope you into her evil plan and get you to stain your hands with blood?” Sarah said, outraged.“Wait, no one is staining my hands with anything.”“Um, yes she is.” Camille said, “She's trying to make you an accessory to mass murder.”Eh?“Eh?”“She's right.” Sarah agreed, “Just think about it. You work with them and the plants get to prime condition. She could monetize them, and if she ever gets discovered, she and her team, which happens to include you, will get arrested and possibly get the death sentence for life endangerment.” She explained, “You can't risk the future that you've only just started to build for yourself.”I guess she was right. But still.“Wait,

We looked at him in shock. How?How on earth could he tell? Clarke asked.“It’s not too difficult, telling.” He said, “All wolves have a somewhat vacant expression on their faces when they use their mind link.” He paused for a moment to give his order to the waiter who had arrived at our table.Once he was done, the waiter turned to us, “And for you sirs?”“Steak,” I said.“Same thing he’s having,” Clarke responded.The waiter bowed to us and scurried away. Guess it must have felt overwhelming being in the presence of such high-level pheromones.“It is also quite interesting,” the Alpha continued, “that wolves use that mind-link so much, without even realizing that that moment of vacancy could be considered their most vulnerable." “What are you trying to say?” I asked, tired of him beating around the bush.“I’m saying… If I wanted to, I could have killed you both, cut off your heads, and sent them to your people back home. All because you decided to have a mind-link conversation in f

She took water with shaky hands. The person before did not feel like the same person plotting world domination. I could tell that whoever died was someone important to her.I stood awkwardly in the room as she slowly drank her water, trying her best not to spill it. She cleared her throat once she was done.“Thank you.” She said to me, voice cracking a bit.“It was nothing really.” I collected the cup from her and placed it on the table. Unsure of what to do now, I waited there hoping she would ask me and save me the trouble.“You won’t ask me what happened?” she said instead.“Ma?” I asked her, puzzled.“I’m in this state of being and you won’t ask me what happened?” She repeated her question.“Oh.” I said, mind scrambling for what to say, “I didn’t want to seem too rude and pry. I felt you didn’t want anyone asking you anything.” I decided to say.“Well, yes. I don’t want to answer any questions.” she said, “but still that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t have asked.”What on earth was sh

At some point, wanting a Moon mate had evolved from wanting them to love me to wanting them to rescue me from the hell that was my former pack. I must have gotten rid of those childish dreams after nothing happened for a long time. Plus, look at me now, my wolf was starting to come to the surface, I had access to shelter, education, and food. I mean, sure, there was someone who wanted me dead, but it was just one person. What’s the worst that could happen? “So,” Sarah began, dragging me from my reverie, “She was the one who told you to get involved in training, and that you two would find a balance between the lab and training. Hmm.” “Yep,” I replied, “That’s what she said.” “So what about school then? And having a social life? You can’t just focus too much on one aspect of things here. You need to find a balance.” I looked at her, “Social life? You two are my social life.” “Awwn.” Camille said, “As sweet as that sounds, you’re going to have to change that.” “What why?” I asked