The Alpha's Unwanted Luna Novel

Chapter 453 99-Ben I don't have tim to process Elara's question. We both turn and run, Dev and Jax following. We are on the opposite border or Red Fang, I don't know how much help we are going to be with an hour run ahead of us. The attack could be over by the time we get there. I push harder, not needing to look to see if the rest are keeping up. Elara paces me easily and her friends are used to keeping up. No matter how often she questions herself in this role she is a natural.

There is no hesitation in her commands as she delegates patrols to the Red Fang border and spreads the rest out along our borders in case this is a distraction for something else. I know we were all born into these roles, but I feel bad for Malcom and his team, they can't seem to catch a break. Even seasoned Alphas don't have this much consistent trouble. His pack has been a target since his dad was killed in an attack, and I think he's right, his dad being killed was part of a bigger plan for someone to challenge him and take his pack.

Copyright © 2025 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions With that thought, I push harder. I don't know if I could live with the guilt of knowing he needed help, but was too stubborn to let us all stay and back him up, and we didn't force the issue. Out of habit, I am constantly feeling for magic too. My wolf knows what he is doing so I can focus on a potential ambush. "Do you feel any magic the closer we get to Junior?" I ask Elara. "No. Is it bad that that makes me uneasy? Like we are being set up." "I was thinking the same thing.

I'm just waiting to get smacked in the face with some invisible force. Have you been able to contact him? We should be close enough for you to reach out." "He's not answering. We actually feel a block, which is strange. Why call for help, but not keep your mind open so you know when allies are close? "He's blocking me too. It feels like a trap. Who's closest or there now? "Trevor, Mark, Simian, and Isla just reported in. They see nothing in the location they were given when the call came in." "It's a trap," Jax confirms.

"They are waiting for you and Ben." "Now the question is...Is Malcom in on it or a victim, trapped in his mind again?" Dev asks, and I'm worried for a whole other reason. What if Malcom's head was messed with so badly that he is susceptible to magical suggestion or possession, or whatever is going on? He wouldn't be fit to lead if he's easily captured. And an Alpha doesn't step down from their position willingly, unless it's to pass it on to their heir. "We need to get to Malcom!" Elara says to me. A worry in her voice I haven't heard since the cave.

Heart pounding and legs throbbing, our wolves carry us the last few minutes as we make an are to come up from the South of the position we were given. I see and hear nothing, feel nothing in the air. No new sounds or scents. There's no way anyone was being attacked and we wouldn't catch a scent of the foreign wolves, blood, sweat, anything to indicate a fight has taken place, I shift to my human form, Elara staying in her wolf with Jax and Dev. 1/3 Chapter 453 +25 Bonus "MALCOM! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!" I shout into the forest. We've tried mindlink and subtlety.

Now it's time for outright questioning and hostility. "I'm right here! Why are you yelling at me?" He saunters out of the forest without a care in the world. What the f* ck? 'Seriously?! We got a call for help. That you were being attacked. What's going on, man?" I feel Elara move next to me, she's shifted and I can feel the anger radiating off of her. "It was a misunderstanding. We don't need help." He stays on his side of the border line, pacing back and forth like a caged animal. "Then why not call off the assistance?" Elara asks, barely containing the anger now.

"I was a little preoccupied." He smiles in a way that makes me uneasy. It's this little half-smirk, but it isn't playful or sarcastic, it's...menacing. "This might still be an attack. Don't show it, but be on alert for anything suspicious. Something isn't right." I link out to our group. "I can't explain it, so don't ask, but don't cross the borderline, if you can avoid it. He's pacing it for a reason." Comments Support Share 2/3 admin