All Chapters of Finding His Royal English Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The loud buzzing of my alarm woke me from my recurring nightmare. It was always the same. I was tied to a stake in the middle of the Blessed Runes, surrounded by the whole Pack. No one spoke up for me. I was a foundling, brought up by the kind elderly Luna. She had died alongside her Alpha two days ago when Bryn, the young, much stronger Alpha of the Sierra Nevada Pack, had launched his brutal coup. Now, I was a prisoner in the only home I had ever known; the pack house that once felt like a sanctuary was now cold and unfamiliar under the watchful eyes of Bryn’s loyalists. The scent of stale blood and fear still clung to the hallways, a grim reminder of the slaughter that had claimed the only family I knew. I sat up, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird, and forced myself to take a steadying breath. There was no time for lingering in the terror of the past; if I wanted to survive the day, I needed to move. I was expected to c

Slipping out of his cruel grasp, I scrambled toward the kitchen, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. Every instinct screamed for me to run, but I knew better than to test his patience, for the Alpha’s temper was a wildfire that consumed everything in its path. I busied myself with trembling hands, arranging plates and utensils with frantic precision, praying that the clatter of silverware wouldn’t betray the chaos unravelling within me.The heavy footsteps of his approach thundered against the floorboards. Placing the heavy skillet on the stove, I held my breath, bracing for the inevitable judgment that always followed. He entered the room, his towering silhouette eclipsing the soft morning light filtering through the window. The air grew dense, charged with the static of his displeasure, as if the very oxygen had been sucked from the room by his presence alone. He stopped just inches behind me, and the heat radiating from his massive frame prickled against my skin

My fingers hovered over the small paper packet hidden in my sleeve until a strong hand covered my own.‘That is not the way, little wolf.’The voice, low and gravelly,I turned into the arms of the only person in this Pack who had ever shown me any kindness. It was Silas, his eyes reflecting a quiet, warning sorrow that made my heart seize.‘Killing either of them will only lead to you being torn apart. There are other ways to break a cage, little wolf. Please don’t do anything so rash; we have a few weeks to find another way.’His touch was a sudden anchor in the storm of my panic, and as his words settled over me, the desperate urge to strike faded into a fragile hope. I slowly let my hand drop, and let my golden eyes meet his, searching for the unspoken truths and wondering if he truly believed that I could escape this nightmare.‘Will you help me, Silas? You know if they find out you will be stripped of everything and forced out to be a rogue,’

'Typical Nottingham weather.'I heard Jacob mutter under his breath as a particularly violent gust of wind battered the bay windows, now falling hailstones. 'What else can you expect in November? Think yourself lucky, our friends in the Delta Cairngorms Pack are already snowed in.'Joel told him gleefully, but it only made him frown and look gloomy.'Well then, sure as eggs is eggs, that fucking snow will be hitting us before Christmas.'He predicted, and Lucien smirked.'How would you like to avoid that snow this year?'The whole room fell silent, and all eyes turned back to their Alpha.'Avoid it?'Joel asked with a confused frown.'This is Nottingham, England; we can no more avoid the damn snow than fly to the moon.'His local accent was thick; it always came to the fore when he was confused or worried. Lucien pressed play on his phone and everything he had been researching appeared on the screen behind him. The stunningly beautiful Sierra Nevada Mountains, t

We had situated ourselves on the top of a small hill, watching as Alpha Bryn and his men approached. 'At least fifty patrollers, maybe more.'Reuben said quietly as he scanned the approaching Alpha. I could feel my temper bubbling under the surface of my skin at this blatant show of disrespect. I was the Lycan King and Bryn was openly challenging me with this show of force. He was about to learn a very harsh lesson. Mind-linking, my warriors, I said.'Be ready.'They stood to attention, scanning the area and waiting for my orders, each of them eager for the upcoming battle. They loved teaching these uppity Alphas their place. We remained still as Bryn came to a stop and his men fanned out on either side of him, an impressive display of brute strength if they had b