All Chapters of Luna of the Last Wolf Pack: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

DevonThe moonlight seeps through the curtains as I watch Emma sleep. We’d collapsed after a long night and then our continued efforts all day to make sure everyone is as comfortable as possible, despite the devastating sadness. It feels so good to have Emma by my side again. I’m exhausted from all of it, including the lovemaking we’d finished just moments ago, but I force my eyes open for a few more moments to I can watch the way her gentle breathing makes her beautiful chest rise and fall in a steady rhythm. It’s nice to know that she is safe and relaxed in my arms. I am so proud of her. She’s new to this world, but she took to the Luna role, even though it isn’t official yet, like a natural. Every time we met with a family, she gave them a sympathetic ear and showed genuine concern. Even those who had been on David’s side before had to admit that Emma is definitely Luna material, although David himself hasn’t come around yet. I don’t want to close my eyes and miss one moment of

Emma“Damn it!” I scream as I pound on the door. “Devon!”My heart races at the sounds of screams and crashes coming from outside the room. I know things are bad.Running my fingers over the door, it seems to be solid steel. There’s a keypad, but I’ll never be able to guess the combination. “Damn it!” I scream again in frustration. “How could he do this to me?”It isn’t just that he won’t listen to me, or that he doesn’t think I can help. Frankly, I know I can’t. I don’t even have a wolf. It’s that he left me in here alone, listening to what’s going on out there and wondering if I will ever see him or our pack members alive again.“Damn it!” There aren’t enough curse words in the world. I try to plug my ears, but even through this ridiculous steel door, the sounds of a bloody battle echo through. I wonder if there will even be anyone left to let me out of there, though I really don’t care about myself. If Devon doesn’t come open this door for me when it’s all over, there is nothin

DevonThe sounds of battle shut down the second Emma did—whatever she’d done—to the weapon the vampires had been charging up. Seconds before, I’d been afraid that they were going to kill us all, but now, all I can worry about is getting over to Emma as she seems to lose consciousness and fall to the ground. My wolf has me by her side in seconds, and I shift mid-air back to my human form to catch her in my arms.I hear a commotion around me soon after, but it doesn’t sound like fighting. Something seems strange now, but I keep my eyes on Emma. Lowering my head to her chest, I’m relieved to hear her steady heartbeat, though she isn’t opening her eyes yet. “Let’s get her back to the packhouse.” I hadn’t even noticed that Mandy is beside me. She and the others have already shifted back and put on clothes, and someone hands me a pair of sweatpants. Mandy takes over holding Emma off the ground while I get dressed. I lift my mate and carry her back to the pack house, but not without a l

DevonThere’s... a lot to take in right now, not the least of which is this giant blue orb of energy floating in the tech room. Even the vampires give it another look before nodding and walking out.But I’m not looking at the orb. I’m looking at Emma.She bites her lip and turns to me. “We need to talk.”I can’t read the tone. I’m sure she’s still pissed at me for locking her into the safe room, but that’s not the only emotion in her voice.Mandy doesn’t need a mind-link from me to get the hint. “Let’s go, everyone,” she says, waving everyone out of the room. It takes several minutes to clear out the place with everyone’s eyes locked on the orb. She has to grab a few of them to pull them along.But eventually, the door clicks behind them and the room is empty, and only the soft hum of the orb fills the room, thickening the air between me and Emma.“I don’t know what to ask first,” I tell her, stepping up and taking both of her hands in mine. Her touch is so warm, much of the tension i

DevonThe instant the plane’s wheels hit the ground, relief washes over me. It’s not that I’ve never flown before, but I was so young when it happened. I was so excited about the possibility of flying like a bird that I didn’t notice the sense of uneasiness that overcame me on this flight.It’s just not natural for a wolf to be so far off the ground. Our paws were built to pound against the soil and feel the earth’s energy beneath us.Back then, I’d been with my father, and we were visiting a pack in Colorado. My aunt had married into it years before when she’d found her mate in the pack’s Beta, and for that trip, my father was meeting with the Alpha about a trade deal.I’d begged him to let me go with him when I found out he was flying. My mother had convinced him that I should come along as the future Alpha. Looking back, I realize I was too young for that to matter. I think she just wanted me to see more of the extended family.I remember that the place was cold, completely covered