All Chapters of Alpha Kael and his Chosen Luna: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Catriona's POV"So what should I expect today?" I ask the next evening following Alpha Kael's summons. "You've tried to freeze me to death, held me on a sacrificial cliff, what's next? Burying me alive?""Don't put ideas into my head." He replies and my eyes narrow at him. "Perhaps the problem is in the principle. My wolf is obviously not motivated to save my life or it would have done that several times now." Including when someone had a claw in my throat but I'm not bringing that back up for now. "We'll see about that." He replies as we head outside where two horses have been prepared. "Where to?" I ask. "The woods." He replies. Before I came here, the woods held some comfort for me. I've never been in more danger than a sprained ankle at home, mainly because l always go in the company of at least one of my siblings. Here in The Bloodlands, I've been chased by an oversized bear, went on a mad chase for Nyra and was nearly killed. I hide my apprehension of going back into those

Catriona’s POVI don’t even scrram as I go down, I feel like it was just too shocking though I should have expected it. I crash down and scramble to my knees then freeze as I come eye to eye with the rogue. I dare not look away from it, not as I slowly try to reach a dagger with the most minuscule movements. There’s trees and branches and the warmth of a dead werewolf underneath me, the bodies of several more around me but I keep my eyes on the only threat. There’s satisfaction in its canine eyes and the lips peel back from ridiculously sharp teeth and it snarls. When it springs forward, I grab the first thing that gets to my hand- a branch and swing with all my strength while scrambling out of its path. “Kael!” I yell, scrambling to put the broken tree between us. My branch hit its eye and it shakes off the effects and zeroes in on me again and it feels I’m only delaying my inevitable end. I flick my wrist and grab a dagger coated with wolfsbane and let it fly. It thunks into its

Catriona's POV“We cannot allow this to go unanswered.” Irona, one of the Council women says passionately, practically vibrating with anger. “We must retaliate and we must do it now.”“I agree with Irona.” Fenix, another council member says. “This is a test of our strength and we have showed them that we are not invincible.”“I heard the traitor has not mentioned accomplices. What are the odds that he is the only man that that wretched alpha somehow recruited to working for him?” Irons asks. “No doubt there are many more.” The others mutter. It has been like this for the most part of the hour-long meeting, each person taking time to express their displeasure over the recent happenings. Alpha Kael sits at the head of the table with Lucian beside him as usual, and he listens quietly as everyone takes turns dropping their hot-takes. “He has gotten too bold.” Council-man Walder agrees. “If we don’t relaliate, then they will do something like this again. They were here in the keep for

Catriona’s POV“You really don’t have to.” Peony says for the umpteenth time. “Oh shush, I’m coming with you and that’s final.” I reply. “I’ve been cooped up for way too long.”“Well, what does that have to do with me?” Hela grumbles dourly. “You know I hate going to the market.”“Well, you need alot of things for starters. Change of clothes, change of shoes, a perfume won’t be bad either. The change of environment will be good for you.”“Did you just casually put it out there that I reek?” Hela asks. “Well, not reek particularly.” I reply. “But a softer scent won’t be a bad look on you at all.” I correct. “You impertinent rascal.” She tries to punch my arm and I dance away from her reach thanks to years of practice. A casual punch from Hela can take my arm out for days. “Get back here.” She snarls and chases after me and I grab Peony, shoving her between us as we run circles around her. “Girls, decorum.” She calls and I hide behind her. “Tell her that. She’s the one chasing me

Catriona's POVFrom the last time I saw him to now, Arnold looks like he has obviously gone through a lot. The stench of the sewers has permeated the room, making it obvious where exactly he has spent the last twenty four. Gone is the confident businessman smile, he tries to hide it but his terror is obvious. It doesn't look like he has been roughened up yet but if there was ever an alpha not to double-cross, Alpha Kael is way up on that list. Alpha Kael turns to us as we enter. "What is she doing here?" He snarls. "I would have come down on my own is Lucian didnt bring me." I reply, hiding my wince of pain as I limp forward and drop into the seat opposite Arnold. Such a deceptively formal arrangement, Arnold is sitting too and this could be a normal meeting if the walls weren't steeped with petrification, if the very air here didn't emit a terrible misery from all the torture and suffering that has happened in here and if the walls on my far right weren’t decorated with terrifyin