Todos os capítulos de Luna of the North: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Gabriela"Well, that went better than expected."Aaron throws me an amused look over his shoulder. "Were you expecting something less?"Do I want to admit to him that I was ready for him to be wrong about his own elders, and that they wouldn't be as welcoming as he'd suspected them to be? No matter how I frame it, it would come across as me doubting him.But I had been pleasantly surprised by all of their really mild reactions to me. With us being in such close proximity to each other, all of the elders had to know that I was pregnant by now, if Aaron hadn't already informed them ahead of time.And yet instead of them casting me away like I'd been tainted, they simply asked a few questions before shooing Aaron and I along for the day."I wouldn't say 'less,' so much as...I don't know," I admit.Aaron stops just past the gate outside of the elders' dwelling and tilts his head at me curiously. "You seem to have many complicated feelings when it comes to my pack."Well, he's not wrong.I

Gabriela"Found her while I was coming over here," Constance explains. "She told me she was waiting for you.""Well, it was the only way to get you to not chase me down," Raya huffs."You were stalking around and following our king," she drawls. "What else was I supposed to think?"Holding up a hand to cease the very clearly brewing argument, I say, "Thank you for waiting, Raya. I'm sorry that it took longer than I expected.""Storm does that." She shrugs. "He may not like you, but he'll still try to win you over."My brows rise.It wouldn't be the first time a pack alpha has expressed their displeasure over an alpha king, but Storm is the last person I would've expected that from. He bent over backward trying to accommodate us, so much so that it felt like he was trying to overdo it.Perhaps that was more overcompensation than what I originally thought—trying to throw us off whatever scent he's terrified of us finding out about."I see," I mumble.Does that mean that Storm believed G

GabrielaWe end up down by a beautiful watering hole that's just outside of Soleus's pack line.I can see why Rose forced me to promise her that I wouldn't tell anyone we were out here, mainly because I think we both know that if either her brother or Aaron were to find out we snuck outside packlines, we'd be toast."It's nice, right?" she says, a towel draped over her neck.Smiling, I let the soft breeze blow over me, cool from the water a few feet away. Rose's little oasis is just that—a watering hole that's connected to a healthy-looking river about five feet across and four-and-a-half feet deep.The water is a gorgeous amber color and cool to the touch when I stick one of my feet in, a nice contrast to the swelteringly hot desert air surrounding us.Rose slips off her swimsuit cover and tosses it next to her towel, then heads right over to the water. "You're coming in, right? I won't have to talk you into it?"I laugh a little and spread my towel next to hers. The nice thing about

ElijahEntertaining a pack alpha for an entire day with my advisor sneaking around in the shadows trying to dig up any information she could on the whereabouts of my fated mate was a lot more annoying than I expected.For one, Storm is insufferable. And two, trying to keep myself from snapping at him every minute spent with him borders on impossible. The only reason I was able to keep my head on straight was Camden holding me back from doing so."You're just going to feed into it," is all he'd say before letting go of the back of my shirt.He's right, of course. Unfortunately.During the day, Storm decided to take us on a tour around the pack in order to show us how he'd been running it since his beta up and left almost ten years ago—a fact that instantly had Camden and me raising our brows.It's one thing for the rumor of a beta defecting to be just that—a rumor, especially in front of an alpha king. However, Storm's boastful nature doesn't give him the sort of humility needed to run

Aaron"Negotiations are over with," the alpha sneers at me. "Either you give us the rights to expand our territory, or we'll come across your borders and take every last female you've got trapped behind your walls over to ours, where we'll enjoy them properly."Behind me, Wren lets out a low growl.As much as I'd like to wipe that ridiculous confidence off of this alpha's face, I'm also aware that unfortunately we are severely outnumbered. Normally, that wouldn't really matter—Wren and I together can take down an entire army of enforcers by ourselves.The problem is that this pack alpha currently has two of my packmates who were on patrol, guarded behind them. Ripping through the line to get to them would be easy enough. Getting to them before their throats are slit? Less likely.My tongue finds the back of one of my lip rings, using it as a distraction while running my eyes over the pack surrounding us.Pack Archeron has always been a problem—a pain in the ass, if you will. For as lo