Semua Bab The Luna’s Return: Avenging her lost son: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Ame POVI am standing before the little grave hidden by the willow tree, my mind spiralling as I hold a shovel in my hand. On the way I had broken into the landscape department’s storage outhouse, reaching for the first usable tool I could find.I know what this means; disturbing a soul’s resting place…a soul that belonged to me…that I made, grew inside of me. The willow tree offers me no comfort, the branches continue to swipe away at me against the wind, perhaps a warning from the gods not to do the unthinkable. But I need to know…once and for all.The man that signed my child’s death certificate claims he is still alive.My body might be shaking with the trepidation of what I might find, but my resolve is firm and true. I need to do this, for me…for my baby boy.With a core centring deep breath, I force the shovel into the ground, breaking through the soil’s protective barrier. Disturbing the peaceful.I push back against the howling of my own wolf as she begs me to stop, but I

Calian POV “Move!” I roar out. “Yes Alpha.” A collection of guards leap out of my way as I charge through the cell building main entrance, along the corridor to where she is being held. She has coldly killed my beta; she has tried to kill me… The anger burning inside of me is godly, undeniable. The rate in which it flows throughout my body is not meant for any man to feel, any werewolf to tolerate. By the time I reach her cell, the door is already open. Two guards standing by waiting for me to give orders. I step through to her cell, déjà vu threatening to hit me but unlike before, her eyes are not glowing…her wolf is not in control. “Shut the door!” I command out to the guards. “Yes Alpha.” The two guards respond unanimously as they tilt their heads in submission and start moving the heavy door, closing it behind them. I don’t keep my eyes off her for a second, and she doesn’t even attempt to shy away from my glare. No more games, I have underestimated this female. She is a

Balgaire POV “Here are the files you asked for Alpha.” Logan walks into the kitchen, placing the folders we would have kept on file from Dessa before she left the Savage Fangs pack to become a rogue. “Thanks Logan.” “Fruit bowl really?” He quirks an eyebrow at me for the bowl of fruit placed in front of me by Laura, the head of the household staff. “The bacon is on its way. ” She clicks her tongue out at him, shaking her head in disbelief as she checks on the rest of the breakfast…currently still cooking. A smile breaks out on my lips, better him than me to get on the wrong side of her. Especially first thing in the morning. “See that’s why I love you Laura and why I keep you around.” I coo out to her playfully as she turns to swot a tea towel in the air at me. Laura is like a mother figure to me, always a constant in the household and never one to be afraid to voice her opinions. Or cast a disapproving eye on the females that had historically stayed overnight and dare to remai

Calian POV The postmortem has now confirmed what I already knew…that Garrett died from a broken neck.He wasn’t my first-choice beta replacement, but Dessa pushed for him, and he was from a strong lineage of warriors. My previous beta had served me until his retirement a year after Ame escaped the pack. His announcement had been unexpected, he hadn’t yet been of retirement age, but he wanted to spend more time with his family. Which resulted in Dessa suggesting Garrett for the position.I wasn’t the closest with Garrett by any means, but his death still left a gaping hole in the pack bond…the pack link growing increasingly anxious from his loss. The pack has lost a senior member protector; it would shake even the strongest of packs..“Why here, why were they here at this exact spot?” I call out to my wolf side as I crouch down running my hands against the long grass at the north post area. This place was far away from central reservation, why would they have both been here.Ame, e

Calian POV I reach the alpha house to find a group of warriors congregated in a circle, around someone. Tensions are high, teeth are flashing out in warning. It could only be Belgaire, he had a way of riling up my warriors…thinking he had a level of authority here. “I’ll kill them all Calian…don’t test me.” He growls out to me in warning, any humour removed from his usual demeanour. He means his threat; he would kill them without a second thought. “Stand down.” I order out to my warriors, pushing through the circle to find Belgaire in the middle, his shoulders hunched forward as he rolls on the tip of his feet…waiting to pounce. One by one my warriors stand down, their eyes watching Belgaire without trust as they slowly turn their backs on him and walk away. They are right not to trust him, Belgaire is always ready to take advantage…his presence here now testament to that. “What are you doing here?” I move into my house, charging down the hallway towards my office…staff leaping