Chapter 41

Prue“She was flying down, not running,” Andrew stated, still breathless, his eyes expressing mix of awe and disbelief.I smirked, letting a hint of triumph curl at the corner of my lips. The thrill of outpacing someone like Andrew could never get old.“What?” John asked, disbelief lacing his voice.“My specialty,” I replied smoothly, giving John a teasing wink that carried both mischief and pride.The dares continued, ricocheting from were to were like sparks in the night, each one more unpredictable than the last. At one point, I found myself at a table, elbow-to-elbow with Greg for an arm wrestling challenge. The air was thick with tension, a mix of anticipation and the subtle undercurrent of testosterone. Let's just say – I lasted. That was enough for me because, as everyone knows, he's a ranked member, intensely trained, and built like a powerhouse. Beating him wasn’t just about strength; it was about holding my own against the impossible.Another dare found me facing John, this

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Chapter 42

Andrew I should have known the night would go wrong the moment John pushed me to invite Pruedance to hang out with us. I think he had been keeping it up his sleeve and waiting for just the right moment to suggest that stupid game. Okay, true, the werewolf edition was epic, but with her presence it didn’t go like the other times.At first it had been silly fun – challenging all the senses and abilities for nuance, along with the strength of each wolf – the usual creative ideas guys came up with when alcohol and ego get mixed together. I was surprised that the lone wolf refused to join in the beginning – was she afraid or did she truly hate such silly games with passion?I should have been fine with her just watching, cheering and laughing, but John being John could not go long without poking the wolf. And who would have thought that she was a fast runner?I had managed to lose to a girl – a fu.cking lone wolf at that. Twice. The first time she outran me only by a mere inch as most of

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Chapter 43

PrueThe pack house smelled like wet fur, engine oil, and the fading smoke from the yesterday's fire pit outside when I walked towards the truck. My mood was already sour enough to curdle milk, and the moment I saw Andrew walking towards the car and John at the back my irritation sharpened like a knife dragged over stone. My two favourite people in this pack – mind the sarcasm.No way in hell I was sitting next to Alpha boy. John had taken the back seat, legs stretched like he owned the damn vehicle.“Move out, little legs,” I barked at him.John frowned but started to climb out. “I don’t have little legs.”I slid into the seat just as he moved towards front, Andrew pulling the driver’s door open in the same moment. Three doors slammed shut almost simultaneously, the sound echoing through the quiet driveway.Greg snorted from the seat next to me. Andrew glanced at John and then me with his long lashes and beautiful eyes. Beautiful? Totally ugly. I buckled my belt with sharp, irritated

Last Updated : 2026-03-19

All Chapters of Loner for Luna: Chapter 41 - Chapter 43

Chapter 41

Chapter 42

Chapter 43