Semua Bab The Alpha's Stolen Luna: Bab 351 - Bab 360

I ended up with a mix of warriors from all four packs joining me. Shifting into our wolves, I sent half the group northeast while the rest of us traveled south as the sun set. My plan was to sweep along our line of defense. Our defenses were set up in a formation that would funnel the Dawn Stalkers toward the main road.Night had taken over as I crouched in the brush near the attack site. I could still smell the blood that painted the ground. A new group had cleared the few casualties that hadn’t made it out so they could resume their work. At this point, they only had to finish digging the trenches, but that would be enough to draw out the shooters.Sure enough, I started to see movement through the shadows. I waited. Two more figures shifted among the brush. Rhonen bared his teeth. Taking a silent step forward. He was the largest of the wolves but his dark fur would keep him hidden. This also wasn’t the first time he’d be relying on stealth to take out an enemy. We were just brushin

Leaving my room, I heard the sound of the television coming from the living room. As I approached, I could make out the news playing. I crossed my arms over my middle, I moved quietly. Trying not to focus on what was being said. I found Korinna on the couch, the photo album open on her lap. Sadness filled the room. I went over and sat next to her without saying anything.“I miss her,” she said softly, running a hand over the image of my mother when she was young.“So do I,” I said. “At least, I miss the woman who was my mother. I’m not sure I can say that’s the same person who’s in these photos.”Korinna grabbed my hand, squeezing it in support. “I wish I could say it was but… losing your father changed her,” she explained. “Losing a fated mate changes any lycan. You were the only thing that kept her going. She wanted so much for you.”“I still know so little about him,” I commented. “My father. I have no idea why Osric wanted him dead.”“He had no reason, Sutton,” Korinna insisted. “

“Wait, are you saying you want this to go public now?” Alpha Renward asked.“That’s the idea,” I replied.“I’m not sure I’m comfortable with that strategy,” Alpha Thane stated.“Do you think we should continue to keep this from the people?” Luna Kimo asked. “They should know what this fight is about.”“Of course they deserve to know, but they should have found out fifteen years ago,” Alpha Renward argued. “Not when it could instigate a civil war.”“I think what Alpha Renward is trying to say is that perhaps it may be more beneficial to confront His Majesty privately first,” Thane stated. “At the very least, it could give us leverage to halt any further attacks for the time being.”I sighed. “So, blackmail him?” I replied.“We’re talking about war, Luna,” Renward said. “It’s not blackmail if it saves lives.”I sat back in my seat, my arms crossing over my chest as I considered what they were saying. I understood their reservations. I could see the wisdom in them. But I still wasn’t sur

I pushed my dinner around my plate absently. Helene had forced me to stop and try to eat something. Not that she was doing any better with her plate either. We were both kind of staring off into space. Worried about the battle that was approaching a hundred miles away. The other pack leaders had been keeping me updated on the status. I felt a little bad about that since I was supposed to be the one in charge, but honestly, not hearing directly from Lucas right now was the only thing keeping me together.“Do you know what kind of help Dad was talking about?” I asked Helene, pushing my untouched food away.“Huh… what? No,” she replied. “What help?”“I don’t know,” I said. “He just said he was doing something to try to help. He wouldn’t tell me any more. I’m not sure what he thinks he can do.”Helene shrugged. “He has connections.”“None that can make a difference tonight,” I commented, more to myself than to her.I glanced at my phone sitting next to me. It was still off. More so to avo

My father’s eyes widened, then his shoulders fell. Leaning out he looked up and down the hallway before ushering us inside the apartment.“I was trying to,” he admitted. “I have a few friends who have agreed to come help, but I don’t know how to get them here.”“How many men” I asked.“Fifty, at best,” he said sadly.“We need weapons,” Tarvyn commented. “And skilled marksmen. That’s the only way humans would be any advantage for us.”“These men work private security,” Dad stated. “They all have military backgrounds. They’re exactly what you need. I’m just not sure it will be enough.”“What about military support?” I speculated. “Don’t you know the mayor of Dranfort?”“He’s not taking my calls,” Dad said, his forehead wrinkling.“Keep calling,” I told him. “Call anyone connected to him.”“I don’t think he’ll help us, Sutton,” Dad cautioned. “This isn’t his fight.”“Leave that to me,” I insisted. “Just get me set up with a video call. Get dressed and go to the conference room off of Luc