All Chapters of The Luna’s Wrath: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

NARRATIVE POVBrea looked up slowly, but didn’t speak. Her entire body trembled in absolute fear.It wasn’t fear of the people before her; it was fear for what would happen if Oliver found her again.“Brea,” Aria smiled warmly as Martin placed her in another chair. He helped her adjust for comfort and remained standing by her side as her self-appointed guard.“Aria?” Brea finally spoke. The tears broke from her reddened eyes, and everything began to pour out. “Please don’t tell your brother where I am. Please, I beg you.”There it was.Confirmation to the room that it was indeed Oliver's handiwork. But they needed more.“Brea, look at me.” Aria spoke with authority and calm. “I, too, was just released from the hospital because of Oliver. We will not allow Oliver back into this house, and our pack warriors are currently hunting him as we speak. You’re safe here.” She tried to sound more confident than she felt.“You promise?” Brea whimpered.“I promise. But we were hoping you could tel

BREA POV “I got a text from Susie telling Britt and me to meet in our usual spot. It was this secluded beach area where we would drink and party. No one ever went there because Aiden made it clear that it was claimed territory for his friends only. So, I was reluctant to go, but I knew I needed to. When I got there, Britt and Susie were fighting. They were upset by the guy's death, and Britt wanted to come clean to you guys. Susie refused. She was angry even hearing the suggestion. She kept saying that we would be arrested for Frankie's murder if we did. I agreed with Britt that we should tell someone, but Susie was in a state of frenzy. She pulled out her phone and called Alice. They were on speakerphone, and Alice let us all know that she would pin it on anyone who came forward; Susie agreed to support Alice. After all, Aiden was still going to return and would be Alpha. So no one would believe Britt or me.” I shook my head. The memory of that night was as powerful as the ones in h

NARRATIVE POVHer words were shaky, but there was still strength in them.Margie’s eyes began to well up as she stared at the battered female. Brea had every right to want to see Oliver suffer, but she tried to help him instead. With a quick nod, Margie stood. She walked over to where Brea sat awkwardly in the plush chair and pulled her into a warm hug.“Thank you.” She whispered into her ear as tears fell.“Alright,” Tristan cleared his throat. “You three have to figure this spell and separation thing out.” He gestured to Aria, Brea and Courtney.“Uncle Tom, Aunt Margie and Mike, you three are to stay together. I don’t trust this dark wolf. He is wounded and desperate, which makes him unpredictable and dangerous. He has every reason to hate you now, Uncle Tom.” Tristan continued. “Ryner, Martin. You both come with me. We will review the patrol patterns. I suspect there may be missing warriors, but he has managed to block the snap from us. We can not afford to underestimate this dark

TRISTAN POVWith those words, I sense her standing to her full height and walking to the window to leave.“Wait,” I called out, still blinded, only seeing shadows. “Promise me that, after all of this, you won’t take her from me. Without her, I would have no reason to fight.”I hear a soft chuckle. It should unsettle me, but I sense Frankie there. This must be Dark Sister retaking control.“Once all debts are collected, Frankie will return. You have my word, Alpha.” I hear her shuffle into the window. “My sister is right, by the way. There is a sliver of a chance to save him still, but only if a sacrifice is made in repayment. Lives taken must be owed the debt in return.”Her words confuse me, but when I call out to her, I am met with silence.She left me.What did she mean by that? Was she suggesting that if we saved Oliver, then someone would have to sacrifice themselves to do so? Oliver killed and tortured innocent people. Was she saying that he owed debts, much like Aiden and the o

NARRATIVE POVFrankie was dumbfounded. Was there a way to save him? Like, permanently save him? Not the Band-Aid the fake doctor did?“Also, I was offered the role of Alpha of the pack. I took it, and the King officially swore me in this morning before everything happened. I have a question for you, Frankie Hill.” Tristan smirked but kept his eyes closed.“You’re the Alpha of the Blue Ridge Pack?” Frankie gasped in disbelief.“Only if a certain mate of mine agrees to be my Luna.” Tristan continued to smirk, picturing her expression.“You want me to be your Luna?” Frankie asked in shock. Tristan nods and says there is no other he will accept, and makes it clear that he will choose his own Luna. The King and Alpha Tom agreed.“But what about your career with the Royal Court? Your friends?” Frankie asked, her voice was tight with uncertainty. Was this what he wanted, or did he feel obligated to accept it?“Martin is Aria’s mate. She is this pack's newest healer. Courtney has accepted you