All Chapters of The Alpha's Seventh Luna : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

EVE "Your wolf is useless, Eve," Leora's voice echoed in my head as I stepped onto the dirt floor of the training arena. I picked up an iron training sword from the wooden rack, gripping the handle until my knuckles turned white. "You can't even hold a shift when you get emotional," she used to say, laughing in front of the other young females in our pack. "You're unpredictable. You're defective." I slammed the iron sword against a heavy wooden post. The wood splintered under the force of the blow, but the anger in my chest didn't fade. I threw the weapon aside and grabbed a heavy bow, pulling the leather string all the way back to my ear. I released the arrow, watching it fly straight into the center of a straw target fifty yards away. It wasn't enough. I needed to push harder. Leora was wrong, but it was important that I prove to myself that I was not defective. I was an Alpha's daughter. I was not weak. My wolf was not defective. I dropped the bow and closed my eyes, taking a

LEORA "She was marked by Kann, her archery tutor," Mother said, her voice cutting through the heavy silence of the study. Every single person in the room froze. Jon stared at her with wide, horrified eyes, his mouth hanging half-open. Father stopped pacing, his jaw dropping as he stared at my mother as if she had completely lost her mind. "Kann?" Father blurted out, his voice cracking with utter disbelief. "Are you insane, Lucy? Kann is forty-seven years old! He has taught Eve archery since she was eight years old!" "I am completely serious, Cain!" Mother insisted, stepping closer to his desk and slapping her hand on the wood. "He is the one! I am sure of it!" "That is impossible," Jon said, shaking his head rapidly as he backed away from the wall. "Kann is married with a daughter almost Eve’s age! He was trusted by this entire pack to train her! He wouldn't dare touch royal blood!" "She was closer to him than anyone else in this entire pack!" Mother shouted, turning her glare o

KOLTON I slammed my foot on the gas pedal, tearing through the main gates of the Winter Pack fortress. My black SUV skidded across the gravel courtyard, kicking up dirt and rocks as I slammed the brakes and brought the vehicle to a sudden stop. My chest heaved, my claws itching to tear something apart. The boundary race had finished hours ago, and Eve was nowhere to be found. My guards had sworn she was at the archery training grounds, but she had vanished into thin air. I had locked those useless fools in the dungeon before leaving, ordering Calvin to tear our woods apart. My first thought was that her lying family had snuck her back home, terrified that I would hurt her over those stupid rumors about her being touched. I threw the door open and stepped out, my massive frame radiating pure rage. My eyes swept across the courtyard, taking in the crowded square, the nervous faces of the elders, and a heavy wooden execution block sitting right in the middle of the yard. A guard hel

Eve I had not set foot on this ground in four long years. The last time I stood here, I came for Noya. Now, as I stood on his courtyard gravel, my fists clenched so hard my knuckles turned white. I was not going to let this bastard hurt Eve to get back at me. The heavy front doors of the mansion swung open. Romeo walked out onto the high marble porch, flanked by six armed guards. He wore a crisp dark suit, a smug, sickening grin spread across his face as he looked down at me from the top of the steps. "Come now, brother!" Romeo called out, his loud voice echoing across the open grounds. "Why stand out in the cold? Come inside! We have something to share tonight in my bedroom!" My blood boiled in my veins. The unrepentant bastard was mocking me. But threatening to touch Eve in his bed tonight just to hurt my pride was something I could have taken his head for if she wasn't at his mercy. “You've not hurt her,” I bit out.”And you'll not attempt to.” “Such certainty, brother,” h

EVE I woke up to the smooth, steady vibration of a moving car. My head throbbed with a sharp, dull ache, and a thick, familiar masculine perfume filled my nose. It was a dark scent I knew too well. I opened my heavy eyes, blinking away the blurriness, and saw Kolton sitting right beside me, staring right into my face. I scrambled up in the leather seat, my hair scattered all over my face and shoulders. My mind was racing, trying to piece together how I got into his car in the first place. The last thing I remembered was that giant guard jamming a wet towel over my mouth, my legs giving out, and then my mind completely zoning out on him in that dark hallway. Kolton looked absolutely furious. He sat right beside me in the back seat, his massive chest heaving up and down like a bellows. Cuts and injuries covered his body. His right knuckle was raw and bloody, a cut ran down the side of his neck, and a mighty frown covered his entire face. I swallowed hard, my throat dry as bone as I