All Chapters of The Luna’s Wrath: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

ALPHA TOM POVThe room was filled with glum expressions. The pack was terrified and in a temporary state of lockdown.This was another killing within the pack that we couldn’t seem to figure out or get ahead of. Another person listed on my son's witness list provided him with an alibi.This one was different, however. There was no message around the body. The organs were all intact, but the young lady was beaten so horribly that most of her organs were mashed.There was only one beast within this pack that would have the lack of conscience to do something like that. My heart pinched as it pleaded with my head not to think this way, but what other opinions do I have?My eyes drifted to Oliver.He sat at the head of the table, his facial expression was perfect for the atmosphere, but I could see it. Why didn’t I look harder before? How have I missed it? There was a hint of amusement, a smugness, as he sat there and listened to the room arguing about how to handle the mess; I was sure he

TRISTAN VAN LORNE POVThe travel to the Blue Ridge pack was long, but uneventful.We had two blacked-out SUVs, and I was in the second one, alongside Martin and Special Elite tracker Courtney Towe. She was one of the top trackers in the Royal Elites and was specifically asked to join this assignment.Courtney had a fascination with serial killers. It was rare in the Wolfen community, but widespread among the human species. For her to discover the prospects of one not only being within her own species, but within the right-hand pack to the Crown, she was vibrating in her seat the entire way.Courtney came from a long line of respected trackers, but she had already made a name for herself on her own merit. With her help, Martin and I succeeded in some of the most challenging cases presented to the Crown. I felt relieved when she approached Martin and me, asking to be included. I didn't want to pull her in if she had other cases to work on. Since I was on medical leave, I have been prett

NARRATIVE POVSlipping into the pack house unnoticed was child's play for Frankie. Since her death, she no longer carried her familiar pack scent; in fact, her scent had entirely faded. She was undetectable unless she was standing right in front of them.The ranked members all seemed preoccupied with the arrival of Royal Elite members, although she wasn’t sure what the heated topic was in the conference room; she suspected it was related to the bodies piling up.What confused Frankie the most was the body of Britt. They weren’t friends, and although she lied to cover for Aiden and Alice, she held nothing against her beyond that. Unfortunately, she must have pissed someone else off. The state of her body was gruesome, even by Frankie's standards.Alpha Quarters. Find the safe behind the portrait. The voice hissed.She wasn’t sure why the voice was telling her to snoop around the packhouse. More importantly, what could have been so vital for her to risk getting caught by sneaking into A

NARRATIVE POV (12 years ago)**A Bit Dark, but necessary for Oliver’s backstory**Frankie was laughing as she ran wildly throughout the packhouse, trying to find a good hiding spot. She and Aria were playing hide-and-go-seek with a group of their friends from school, and Ryner was the one meant to find them. Ryner was three years older, and in Frankie's mind, she had the best big brother because he still enjoyed playing childish games with his little sister. Frankie rushed around the house, desperate to find a spot that she didn’t typically use. Ryner always found her first. He said that she was the worst of the hiders, but that's what he enjoyed most. Frankie was determined to win this time. She wanted to prove Ryner and everyone else wrong. She ran to the main floor; she knew she couldn’t go outside. The rules for everyone were to remain within the packhouse, but that didn’t mean the basement was off limits. It was primarily used for holiday storage by Luna Margie and some of th

NARRATIVE POVFrankie sprang awake with a fright.She’d had nightmares and flashbacks of when she had died. Aiden's smirk continued to haunt her even though she was gone, but that was different.It felt too real to be a nightmare.“That is because it was real. A locked-away memory, but I needed to show you the overview. You need to understand that although a parent's love for the monster was misguided, it was not malicious. We need to see our true enemy and not those who didn’t know better.”“I don’t understand. Oliver didn’t kill me. I thought this was about me getting revenge on Alice and Aiden, alongside the liars who helped him get away with it.”Dark Sister smirked. She pushed off her throne and slowly took steps towards Frankie. It was then that Frankie realized that she was back in the dark realm. They were no longer in her pack, cozy within her wolf pile, kept warm by a stream.“Wait, why am I here again? I didn’t fail. Did I?” Doubt and panic flooded into Frankie as she looke