All Chapters of The Alpha's Seventh Luna : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Leora We were standing in the main foyer of the Winter Pack house when a sleek, high-end car rolled up the gravel driveway and parked right outside the double doors.My father frowned as he watched two people step out of the vehicle. They were young, exceptionally pale, and dressed in sharp, expensive clothing that screamed wealth and old money.A moment later, the front doors opened, and the pair walked inside like they owned the place. The man stepped forward with a polished, cold smile."Good afternoon, Alpha," the man said smoothly. "I am Luke, and this is Linda."Father crossed his arms, his posture stiffening. "Welcome to Winter Pack. I am Alpha Cain. What brings you to our territory?""We are from a vampire family," Linda said, her voice like silk. "We are looking for a certain young woman who passed through our lives recently."She began to describe her—height, dark hair, eyes, the specific way she carried herself.Father went completely rigid. The color drained from his face

EveThe afternoon sun filtered through the tall arched windows of the Summer Pack guest lounge, casting long, pale beams across the hardwood floor. I sat on the edge of the velvet sofa, absently tracing the rim of a teacup, trying to quiet the constant hum of anxiety in my chest.A quiet knock sounded at the door before it swung open, and eight-year-old Eleona slipped into the room. She was clutching a big, messy stack of drawing papers, her bright eyes scanning the space before she gave me a sweet, toothy smile."Hey," Eleona said, dragging her feet across the carpet as she closed the door and plopped down onto the armchair across from me. "Are you hiding in here? My dad told everyone to leave you alone, but my room is super boring.""I'm not hiding," I replied, setting the teacup down on the low table. "Just thinking. It's really quiet here."Eleona swung her legs back and forth, resting her chin in her hands as she stared at me. "You look like you're worried about something. Or mak

Kolton The dead of night in Hail Pack never brought peace, only a quiet kind of madness that left my skin itching for a fight.I stalked through the dense woods surrounding the pack grounds alone to clear my head. My mind drifted straight to Eve and how I was going to get details on her location.This was all I thought of these days. And everything else suffered because of this. “It doesn't help that our mate thinks she is more secured and safe with someone else than she could have been with us,” Wolf thought..*I know,* I thought back. *We’ll find her as soon as the pack is stabilized.*Suddenly, I froze. Movement ahead. I tiptoed through the underbrush, keeping my breathing shallow. Faint whispers floated from a thicket fifty yards away. I ducked behind a tree and peered into the clearing.My blood ran cold.Shay and Helen were standing close together, whispering in low, frantic tones. I strained to hear what they were saying, but their voices were too quiet.A twig snapped under

Unknown POV The gray gravel of the Neutral Lands crunched under Magdalene’s boots as she walked down the dusty main road, scanning the block for a place to stay. Ahead of her stood a low, weathered building with a faded sign hanging off one hinge that read ‘The Crossing Inn’. It was far from fancy, its peeling paint and sagging porch making it look cheap enough for her to afford comfortably for up to three weeks without draining her resources. Between the cash she had brought with her and the thick wad of bills Alpha Colton had handed her before driving off, she wasn't broke, but being careful was her top priority.She pushed open the front door, a small brass bell chiming overhead. The lobby smelled of stale tobacco and old wood. Behind the high wooden desk stood a heavy-set, middle-aged man with greasy hair who doubled as the owner and the receptionist.Magdalene stepped up to the counter. "I need a room for a week. Maybe three."The man looked her up and down, sizing her up with

Unknown POV Magdalene raised her head from behind the plaster pillar. Her heart raced, but she knew she had to move. The two men who had snatched the ring from her were still out in the lobby, pinned down by the gunfire, or worse. She did not want to stick around to find out what happened to them.She crawled away from the pillar, stood up on shaking legs, and hurried down the dim hallway toward her room. Her primary goal was to reach the window and use the secondary exit she had noted earlier when she first arrived.She reached her door, grabbed the handle, and pushed it open. She stepped inside, ready to make her escape, but froze instantly when she saw a strange figure standing near the bed.The man turned around to face her."Where is it?" the man asked.Magdalene stepped back, her hand gripping the edge of the open door. "Where is what? And who are you?""Where's the fucking ring?" the man demanded, taking a step toward her."What ring are you talking about?" Magdalene asked, he