The Alpha’s 90-Day Luna: Ruin of the Alpha (Book 2) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

"That’s only because your fangs treated my skin so well, Connor," I whisper, my throat tightening. "So my heart was able to trust that there are still good wolves in this world who are willing to give their protection without complaints and without regrets. It was because my beast first started trusting your shadow that my paws slowly started to trust the rest of the world." I hold back the hot tears in my eyes, continuing softly. "Lord Connor, it sure is a true law of the Great Mother that only when a pup gets treated with real love will they learn how to love others."Connor reaches out his large hand, his thumb gently wiping away the tears from my skin before planting a soft kiss upon my wet eyelashes. He smiles, a warm purr in his chest. "My body is going to go have a quick wash in the stream room. Don't look at that device for too long tonight, it is not good for your eyes. Plus... what is your wolf crying about in my arms? Our lives will continue to be happy and dominant like th

Ava Hart POV"My hands can't step out to fight Eustace Quincey right now because that would make Alpha Connor look bad," I tell Lisa while I walk around the warm stones of the hearth room. "Connor and my wolf are one single pack unit now. I can't run off and act like I am hunting on my own against that nasty rogue pup.""So what can my spirit do?" I throw my hands up. "All my heart can do is put total trust in his big fangs!"Lisa rubs her chin with her small fingers, thinking super hard for a long block of marks before her face gets really bright and happy. "My ears heard a secret from Luke! He said inside the Nova Star Agency, the elders are having a massive power fight for the Alpha seat. The more stupid things Eustace barks on the wires, the more his family's hold on the agency territory is going to break right apart.""A big power fight means the pack land and resources are going to move around," I say, my mind turning fast. "Lisa, run down to the lower channels and find out exac

Ava Hart POV"My claws are staying totally steady inside our cave right now because Fletcher's fangs are doing the hunting for us," I say to Lisa while my boots pace across the thick furs by the fire. "Look at the giant wall screen in the hall. The very first piece of dirt showing on the white space is that edited image Eustace Quincey barked out to the pack wires this afternoon. The warriors of the media are staring at the outline of the male wolf in the background, thinking his height and his shoulders look exactly like the Nova Star heir's body.""The reporters are whispering so loud their teeth are clicking," Lisa says, her ears pinning back as she watches the screen through the link. "Their minds are trying to figure out if Fletcher is trying to clear my name or if his mouth is about to tell the territory that my she-wolf really is running in a secret pack with that rogue pup.""That is indeed the scent of the young Master Quincey," a media wolf yells out from the front row of th

Ava Hart POV"The old Alpha is fading fast inside his stone cave," I tell my wolf while my boots pace the dark floors of our den. "The medicine trackers say his stomach lining is rotting from a dark cancer. The very second his eyes fluttered open under the white skins, his muzzle gave a weak bark to his helper wolf, ordering him to call the pack law-speaker and bring Connor to his bedside right away.""The lesser wolves of the Nova Star Agency already sniffed the scent of death in the wind," Lisa says, her ears flattened back as she reports the gossip from the valley. "They are crowding into the medicine den like hungry crows. Some are pretending to lick his wounds, but the greedy ones are already barking at his face to hand over his master Alpha token before his chest stops moving.""Their growls made his stomach burn with pure fire," I say, my claws digging into my palms because I know how brutal a pack can get when a leader falls. "The helper she-wolf asked if she should run down t

Ava Hart POV"Taking over the Vale Media Group..." Curtison mutters into his dark fur collar inside the car. His heavy jaws tighten before his muzzle snaps around to look at the strange male. "Although my pride hates to admit the truth to our trackers, Connor Vale is indeed a highly capable Alpha king on this mountain. No wolf can deny his power. Plus, with Connor ruling the high peaks, the unfairness and rogue cheating in our modeling industry are currently being kept under tight control by his pack laws. Without Connor holding the center, Vale Media will just fall back to being another typical greedy agency hunting for fresh meat.""The fashion runway industry has always served the sole purpose of fame and fat meat for the winter," the strange man points out with a sharp, mocking hiss, his amber eyes pinning Curtison’s hidden desires straight against the leather seat. "The entertainment industry my line wants to see is prosperous and filled with bloody competition between rival pack