Alpha's Regret: Chasing His Pregnant Luna
A mind-link crackled in unexpectedly, Beta James’ tone sharp and direct.
“Alpha, we’ve traced Moonlight’s energy signature further,” James began without preamble. “All signs point to the Atlantis Hotel, neutral territory.”
I stilled, my entire frame rigid with tension. Moonlight. The so-called mysterious healer tied to whispers of unparalleled abilities.
Abilities that had always seemed... familiar.
“Are you certain?” I pressed, my voice dropping low enough not to carry beyond the mind-link.
“Positive,” James affirmed, though there was a brief hesitation. “There’s more... something you should see when you’re ready to focus on this fully.”