Alle Kapitel von The Runaway Luna's Daughter : Kapitel 61 – Kapitel 70

Elisha’s POV I watched Luca as he slept. The way his chest heaved up and down as he slept so soundly. Like he had no care in the world. So fucking clueless. I could easily rip his throat out right now. No one would know.Except Karl. I hadn't expected to run into him. But he had been there. Alert. Waiting.Killing Luca here in the pack house wasn't the best decision. I'd be caught before I even made it to the gates.I gritted my teeth as the flashbacks hit me. The image of him—of Luca—kissing my girl. Kissing Jenine. He shouldn't have done that. The way he had held her waist. The same way I had held her. How dare he?My hands trembled, my claws pushing out through the tips of my fingers. “Do it. Now!” the voice screamed inside my head. “Kill him!”My feet moved slowly towards the bed, like they had minds of their own. My fingers curled.Just then, he stirred.I paused.A groan and a turn and he went right back to sleep.This wasn't the best time and place to do this. So many things

Karl's POV Hard-eared Luca. Why couldn't he see Elisha was trying to kill him?I'd seen him dodge Elisha's blow, his claws barely missing his neck.I crept closer. I needed to be alert in case anything went wrong. And things did go wrong. Faster than I expected.I saw Luca fall on his back. I saw Elisha's hand drop with intent. A kill blow. A very popular move.I moved quickly like lightning. The wind roared in my ears dulling time itself. My eyes glowed as I reached for his hand. I caught it in one swift move, twisting it behind his back, restraining him.He tried to struggle. A tortured grunt left his mouth as his shoulder bone cracked.I pulled him off Luca still holding him in place.“Karl,” Luca's voice cracked like whip. “What the hell is this?”He shuffled to his feet. Slowly.“Let him go. Now!”“I can't. He has to answer to the Alpha.”“Don't be stupid, Karl,” he growled. “We were just training.”“Yes,” Elisha grunted. “Tell him–”“Not another word from you,” I snapped. “Save

Luca's POV Her eyes looked stressed, the wrinkles tugging at the corners. She stared like she'd never seen me before, her eyes lingering on my face.“You're not going to invite me in?” my voice startled her.“Oh, I'm sorry,” she said a little too quickly. She moved out of the way. “My bad. Come on in. Please.”Please. She didn't need to beg. I was already walking in. My eyes flicked around.“She's not in,” Jenine said, her voice almost a whisper.I hadn't scented Laura when I walked in. She had read my thoughts. My eyes squinted. “Family business.”My chest tightened.“When did she leave?”“Just before you came.”My hands swept across my jaw. “Did she say when she'll be back?”“In a few weeks.”“Can you–” I paused.I heard the pounding of her heart against her chest. Hard. Irregular. I turned to face her.“Are you sure you can stay here all alone?” My voice came harder than I intended. Damn it. I cleared my throat.“I can. I think.”I looked around. A gentle breeze pushed the fain

Jenine's POV I heard the commotion in the pack house. My body trembled like leaf in a storm. It was okay to be nervous. I was used to it. Somehow. But fear? It was a new feeling. One I didn't like one bit. And it had all started when I'd come to this accursed place.I heard Luca roar about not taking someone as his mate. My heart froze. A crash sound made all my senses stand on edge. That's when I made up my mind. I wasn't going to endure this mental gymnastics anymore.I stalked cautiously to the door. Trembling fingers turned the knob. The man that had offered me a drink on Luca’s orders stared at me in the face. My mouth went dry. I put a shaky finger to my lips, eyes pleading shushing him.He just looked the other way like he hadn't seen a thing. Even the other wolves in the compound who saw me looked the other way. It was strange. Odd. Terrifying.I bolted out of the gate, my heart pounding. Fear overwhelmed me. I look back to see if I was being followed. No one was in sight. A

Karl's POV “He's coming to.”“Don't crowd him up. Give him space.”I heard the voices around me. My head ached. The back of my neck stung like hell. I forced my eyes open. My blurry eyes met a number of faces staring down at me. Most unrecognizable.“The healer is here. Let her through.”I recognized the voice barking commands. Rowe.Pain shot up in my hand as the healer held it. She pulled it into place without a word. I could feel my wolf heal me.“Scissors,” she called, her voice calm.I felt the snipping of the blades on my trousers. I gritted my teeth as she washed my wounds with disinfectant.“I need some privacy,” her voice echoed in my head. Her voice seemed oddly familiar.I heard the shuffling of feet and murmuring then a bang. Quietness. The smell of disinfectant hung strong in the room. “You'll be fine, beta,” she whispered. An eerie feeling ran through my body, stilling my blood. My hands clutched the bedsheets instinctively.Her cold hands pushed my cracked bones in p