All Chapters of The Runaway Luna's Daughter : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Luca's POV The Triad. Those fuckers. I couldn't help the rage I felt inside of me. I looked at my father. His face remained expressionless even as his blood drenched the sheets.. He grunted suddenly, pushing himself to get up.Karl pressed him back to the bed.“Stay, Alpha. You need medical attention.” His eyes darted around the room. “Where the hell is the healer?” he roared. “Get Martha. Now!”“Warren,” I heard my father grunt. The fire in his eyes still burned. I stooped to his side.“Get Warren,” his voice rumbled. “He set me up.”Warren. That accursed wolf. Everything made sense now. It was all intentional .He had been keeping me in my room, away from my father.I shot through the door with murderous intent just as Martha came. Goddess help me I get my hands on him. My face would be the last thing he'd see before he breathed his last.I heard the sound of running footsteps thudding behind me, matching mine. I saw him through the corner of my eyes. Karl. Always loyal to his Alph

Luca's POV The house was quiet when I got there. I scanned the surroundings before rapping on the door. I knew someone was behind the door. Jenine. I heard her footsteps as she came. I heard it stop but her scent…it never did stop.Whispers ensued and the door finally opened.“Laura,” my eyes flicked up. “Is Jenine in?” I saw her appear from behind the door.“Hey,” she said coyly. She looked beautiful as she looked the first time I saw her. Her face radiated—a type of beauty I had never seen before. Her dreamy brown eyes peeked out from underneath thick eyelashes that looked like they'd been crafted and designed by the Goddess herself. My lips curled up into a smile on their own accord.She stared at me blankly like she didn't feel the pull I felt. My words caught in my throat. It took for Laura to cough, a mischievous glint in her eyes for me to realize I'd been staring. Too hard.“I'll excuse you both,” she said coyly before disappearing back into the house.“Why are you here?”

Elisha's POV A lump formed in my throat as I slipped back behind the trees. My hands balled into fists as my body trembled, the rage consuming me. My hand moved before my brain striking a heavy blow into a tree. The flapping of birds, squawking, startled by the loud bang only fueled my fury. I panted, seething through my teeth. My fingers tingled. My eyes dropped to my hand. I still held the flowers I'd picked for her. I crumpled them squeezing the colour out of them. My boots finished the job trampling them into the earth.Luca. How could he do this? Was this payback for Laura? Was this his way of revenge?He had met Laura when we took healing classes at school. They both felt something for each other even though Luca had denied it. The tension was crystal clear. I knew him. He had been shy about it and I'd moved fast and bedded her in two days. He had been devastated. He wouldn't talk to me for weeks. He finally got around when I involved Karl, his father's beta. He trusted him e

Luca's POV “How's he?” Martha flinched. She hadn't heard me come. “He's… healing.”She removed the wet towel from his face. It smelled of dampness and fever. “Rose?”Her orderly, Rose, who had been standing by the corner, offered her a new one.She delicately placed the clean, wet towel on my father's forehead. Rose packed up the first aid box and slithered out of the room. Martha's frame swayed after her towards the door. Her hand lingered on the doorstead.“He needs rest. He'll be up in a bit but he should stay in bed.”That was going to be difficult. My father would try to get up on his feet the moment he came to. His pride wouldn't let him lounge idly on the bed. Good thing I was here. None of it was going to happen on my watch. I lowered myself into a seat at the corner of his bed. My eyes twitched, a subtle reminder of the rest I hadn't had for days.“Luca,” his voice, low and laboured, jolted me. I'd lost count of time sitting there and drifted into sleep. It must have be

Ferguson's POV I felt reborn. Whatever Clarissa has mixed and poured down my throat had worked wonders. I could finally use my leg now. I called for a gathering of all the wolves of the Nightmoon pack at the pack house. It was long overdue.“No wolf is exempted. The consequences for failure to attend will be grave,” I announced through the mind link.From my room, I could hear the shuffling of feet, voices rising high above each other.My door creaked open.“They're waiting for you, Alpha.”It was Karl. Luca's head peeked in from behind him through the door.My blood pulsed as I approached the door to the hall. This hall has been seldomly used recently. Physical meetings with the pack had been low with the advancement of technology. Any information that couldn't be passed through the mindlink was communicated through emails. Luca had pushed for it.“We're not savages,” he had said. Karl had agreed with him.The voices hushed down as I walked into the hall, closely followed by my be