Book Three in ‘The Lost Luna Series’ When I turned seventeen, I went to see the local witch and she told me what my future held in store. It would be full of love, pain and anguish. Something I really didn't need. She told me about my mate. That the time we had together wouldn't be all glitter and rainbows, yet the love would consume me entirely. The downfall? He would be the death of me. I mean could a girl not catch a break? He would be everything you would, but wouldn't want in a man. So now I'm running for both my freedom and my life. From a man I hope never to cross paths with. Now I'm weary of any man that touches me, preying to the goddess that cursed me that I don't feel those sparks. His name no-one knows, but they call him The Almighty Alpha.
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Deep in the forest of goddess only knows where…
“Come on we have to keep running. Daphne they are going to catch up if we don’t. Please get up” My lungs burned as I screamed for her to move.
“Just go I’m slowing you down as it is. You stand a better chance on your own”
“I didn’t bail on you when that fight kicked off and I’m not bailing on you now. So get up”
“Bitch you started that fight”
“But did I bail on you? No because sisters stick together. Ride or die bitch so please come on” Daphne rolled her eyes and sighed knowing I wouldn’t carry on unless she was with me. Not only was she my sister, but she was also my best friend. She had stuck by my side for the last few months, and I would stay by hers no matter the consequences. Placing her arm over my shoulders I took the brunt of her weight enabling her to move that little bit faster. She had broken her leg when a group of rogues chased us. We were running so fast that neither of us saw the cliffs edge until it was too late. We managed to lose them for a little while, but Daphne’s leg hadn’t the chance to heal before they found us again.
Together we pushed further into the forest. Ducking under low branches and climbing over fallen ones trying our best to keep going. Using my heightened senses, I could hear them drawing closer. Each snapped twig and crunched leaf had my heart rate rising until all I could hear was the thumping of it in my ears.
“Cleo look out” Daphne’s scream bounced off the trees as a brown wolf with matted fur came into view. Quickly manoeuvring my body to shield her from its attack I hadn’t noticed the grey one come up behind us. Slowly we became surrounded, each of them circling us, foaming at the mouths as they eyed us up. Keeping my eyes on the rogues I slowly lowered Daphne to the ground. My wolf Freya was snarling away in my head. She wasn’t big enough let alone strong enough to take them all on, but like me she was fighter and wouldn’t go down without a fight.
“Daph when I shift run” I didn’t give her time to argue as I shifted into my wolf. The snapping and rearranging of bones had become quicker and easier over time. Just as Freya’s rusty coloured paws hit the ground, the brown wolf pounced. Freya was quick and had fortunately seen it coming. Jumping to the side she swiped her paw dragging her claws down its side. It whimpered in pain as it began to bleed, it’s whine setting the others into action. I didn’t have time to check if my sister got away all I could do was hope that she had done as I asked.
Growing up we heard a lot of stories about the possibilities of what could happen should we ever cross paths with rogues. You could be lucky enough that they just pass you by without issue, but then there were others that would rape you before leaving you for dead.
The grey wolf tackled us to the ground, its teeth sinking into Freya’s back leg. Seeing me struggle to get him off spurred another to jump on my back. I could feel my energy draining as clumps of fur were ripped from me, my blood pooling underneath me. I thought this was it, this was how I was going to die and silently cursed that old witch for being wrong. That’s when I felt the ground shaking. The purest white wolf I’d ever seen emerged from the trees. Its roar was both deafening and frightening. It was so quick that it had killed the rogues within minutes. It was when he shifted back into his human form that my eyes bulged. Put the fact he was covered in blood aside; he was drop dead gorgeous.
“Shift back” his command had Freya retreating, something that shouldn’t have been possible. He wasn’t our alpha. I watched as he knelt beside me his hands moving the hair that hid my face from him. That’s when my heart sunk. His touch left what felt like tingles on my skin. The sparks, my mate had found me.
Six months earlier…
“Happy Birthday” Daphne woke me up by jumping on me and squealing in my ears. Pushing her off we both laughed. We had both been waiting for this day for so long. Daphne was a year older than me, but now I was seventeen, we would finally be able to leave this place. My sister and I grew up in an orphanage, our parents were killed when we were younger. Daphne blames herself; she thinks that if she hadn’t run off that night to play with her friends they would still be here. Thing is they played right on the border of our pack, so when my parents found her, a hunter shot them. “Have I got the best afternoon planned for you. First, you’re going to shower because I’m sorry, but you stink. Then when you’re ready we are going to the end of town and getting our futures told” the way she wiggled her eyebrows had me laughing.
We had walked past the witch’s voodoo shop every day on our way home from school, and each time we promised when I was old enough, we’d go. At first I thought she was just a crazy old she-wolf, but now I’m older I know the truth. She was a witch granted sanctuary within our pack, and in return for being allowed to stay it was said she cast a protective shield around the territory. We were allowed to come and go as we pleased, but those that meant us harm weren’t allowed to enter. It was a good thing really because we hadn’t been attacked for as long as I could remember. The morning was quick to pass and soon enough we were on our way to the witch.
“I’ve got a feeling my future is going to be glamorous. Perhaps I’ll open a bakery and finally put my skills to use” she really should. Daphne was an amazing baker; she was always baking for the other pups in the orphanage. There was even a day last year when an omega had asked her to make some cakes for her pup’s birthday after our guardian told her of Daphne’s skills.
“Well, I just hope she tells me I’m going to spend my life laying on a beach being fanned and fed grapes by a sexy man” truthfully, I just wanted out of here. Growing up an orphan in the Crystal Springs pack wasn’t nice. Sure our guardian was ok… sometimes. But the rest of the pack looked down on you like you were nothing more than a burden.
As we arrived and stood out front of the shop, an icy cold shiver ran down my spine. The shop itself looked old and run down. Like a structure that had once welcomed visitors but now wanted nothing more than to see its final day and rest. Daphne nudged me forward, she was scared and offered me up for b**e when this was her idea. Opening the door, the bell up top rang out into the silent street, making me jump out of my skin having not noticed it were there. Taking a few steps inside and my jaw fell. The floors were polished wood, and the walls were cream with gold embellishments. From the outside you’d think the place was derelict, but inside… wow.
“Hello dear, you must be Cleo, it’s nice to meet you I’m Agatha”
Cleo’s POVAs Angel took her place on the front row of seats, Axel stood with Roman and me. This would be his first act as the leader of the newly formed council, but to look at his face, you wouldn’t think it. He looked more confident than I had ever seen him. If Athena were looking down, she would be proud of her mate for serving her justice and rebuilding after so much loss.The regular couple would now enjoy their reception, eat, dance and be merry, but we had one more ceremony to complete before we could enjoy the remainder of the evening. I was scared shitless, but I knew I could do it with Roman at my side.“Evening, everyone. As you are all aware, tonight is special for multiple reasons. Not only has my son married his beautiful mate, but he will also take his place as our new reigning King. A role of such power is earned, not just born into. Roman and Cleo have shown us time and time again that they are more than equipped to handle anything that’s thrown their way. This new l
Roman’s POVTonight everything would change. Not only would we become husband and wife, but we would gain the titles of King and Queen.I wasn’t normally a nervous man, but today, I was. Today my heart beat wildly in my chest as I counted down the hours until it finally was time. Standing alone under the wooden archway, I fiddled with my fingers, my palms becoming sweaty. There was no doubt whatsoever in my mind I wanted this, so why was I nervous?I had hoped Kai would be back by now, I’d wished to have him stand at my side as my best man, but I understood his situation. He had lost his other half, his reason for living, and had that been Cleo, I knew I wouldn’t survive.Watching out over all the faces in the crowd, I tried my best to remain calm. Balthazar spoke words of encouragement in my mind, but it wasn’t helping. Taking a deep breath, I looked up to the moon and prayed that, for once, Cleo would be on time. I didn’t mind waiting on the woman any other time, but not tonight. If
Chapter SeventyCleo’s POVMy eyes fluttered open as the sunlight beamed into the room through the open blinds. Rolling over, I found the bed empty. Roman’s side had been made and was stone cold. Worrying I’d overslept, I checked the time on my phone only to find a message from the missing man himself.‘I didn’t want to wake you, but I have a few things I need to take care of today. I’ll be back in time for tea, have a good day, and remember I love you.’Smiling to myself, I placed the phone back down. As I went to swing my legs over, a light knock came from the door.“Can I come in?” Angel’s voice came from the door's other side, causing my stomach to form in knots. I knew I’d have to face her today, but I’d at least hoped to have some coffee in my system first.“Of course. Is there something wrong?”“Actually, there is, the wedding….“ I couldn’t decipher the look she was giving me, which worried me.“Roman told you, didn’t he? I’m sorry if I sound like an ungrateful bitch.” And I tr
Chapter Sixty-NineCleo’s POVAngel wanted to help organise the wedding, and I begrudgingly agreed. Though now, as the day approaches, I wish I hadn’t. I had never been the type of girl that was bothered by diamonds or gold. I liked what I liked, and that was it. A lavish white wedding had never been in my dreams. I wanted the wedding, yes, but I wanted the marriage more. I wanted a husband who loved me unconditionally and a family we would share.As the seamstress continued with her alterations, I neared wit’s end. The dress wasn’t me. I didn’t like how it sat and was not too fond of the strapless design.“Miss, will you please stand still? With you fidgeting, it’s impossible to get the hemline right.”Oh, and I didn’t like the seamstress. She was rude and snobby, and I didn’t want her.“Ouch!” feeling the point of the pinprick on my skin was the final straw.“Well, perhaps if you did as I asked…” growling, I heated her stupid needle and pins, smirking when they burnt her and caused
Chapter Sixty-EightRoman’s POVI couldn’t be any prouder of Cleo even if I tried. Watching as the darkness held on, its claws dug deep into her, she never wavered. She never once screamed for Henrik to stop, and I’m ashamed to say that I thought she would. The hours that followed were the most heartbreaking. I wished I could take everything from her and suffer in her place, but I couldn’t. We would walk many paths together, but this wasn’t one of them.I remained by her side the entire time, holding her tight and keeping her grounded as her fear took hold. We knew that there might one day be a consequence for stripping Cleo of her rule of hell, that the Brotherhood may seek revenge. But if that day did come, we would fight together.The obstacle we thought would be toughest, however, ended up being the easiest, bonding with our daughter. Scarlett was a bright, strong energy, and I knew she would one day take this world by storm. Seeing mother and daughter together was a sight like no
Chapter Sixty-SevenCleo’s POVHaving explained Jake’s situation as best as I could, I asked a nurse to help me get Roman into a wheelchair. His grandfather was currently in the ICU on life support, and there was no way Roman was well enough to walk.As we exited the lift, we were met with faces that lined the corridor leading to Jake’s room. Holding my head high, I pushed my mate down the corridor where his fathers met us. Kissing Roman on the cheek, I turned to walk away, leaving his fathers to take him inside.“Cleo, where are you going?” Hearing Axle’s voice, I stopped and turned to face him.“I’m going to get some air while you spend time as a family. It’s all right; you need it.”“Your right, we do, but you’re also a part of this family, Cleo. None of us would be here right now if it weren’t for you. Angel wouldn’t be able to say goodbye to her mate if it wasn’t for you.” Holding his hand out for me to take, I hesitated for a second before accepting.As I took his hand, he yanke
Cleo’s POVYesterday stood a building of authority and importance, and now, an ashen wreck. The carnage it caused, the devastation, it rattled even me. To witness first-hand what can happen when power, no matter the source gets out of control. Before now my mind had been like frisbee, back and forth with my decision on returning hellfire to where it belonged. But after today, my mind was set. I no longer wanted this.Twenty-Four hours before…As the walls and floor began to shake, I missed my mark; my fireball hitting the window, sending the glass shattering. Another tremor, and my legs went from beneath me.“You’re too late. You’ve doomed us and yourselves.” Clinging to the furniture, I watched the elder try to escape safely.I was in front of him in a heartbeat, my hand gripping his throat as I turned him to ash. As the smoke began to pool at my feet, I turned around coming face to face with the council’s leader. He pulled a blade from his belt and swung for me without saying a word
Roman’s POVI thought I was getting through to Cleo until she pushed me backwards and took off. I went to run after her but was held back by my fathers.“Let her go, son; she’s not ready.”“She’s on a mission just as we are. Let her do what she needs to, and then we will help you get her back. Whatever it takes.” Nodding at my father’s, we took the second set of stairs. As much as I hated to admit it, they were right.Cleo had gone to the next floor, so it made sense for us to go up again. Whether she liked it or not, we would clear this place together. Level three was where the armoury was kept. Weapons collected over the centuries from all different species are locked away. From fairy dust, rogue’s poison, and enchanted blades to a witch’s grimoire. Anything they could get their hands on and use would be inside that vault. We just needed to get it open.As proof of how untouchable the council thought they had become, they hadn’t bothered to disguise the front of the vault. The metal
Cleo’s POVI wasn’t going to let him die, not for me. I didn’t deserve it, and I didn’t deserve him. His pack needed him to survive. After overhearing what Roman and his family intended to do, I knew I had to get there first. This all began because of me, and it would end with me. I’d be damned if anyone else would lose their lives because of me.Closing my eyes, I pictured the Wolf Embassy. The building had recently been refurbished due to a fire a few years ago, and I remembered seeing it on the billboard back in the orphanage. It was shaped like a large townhouse, at least four floors high. The wooden fronts were replaced with blacked-out glass panels from the bottom to the third floor. The fourth floor was brick and held only a couple of windows.Any passerby wouldn’t think anything of it, but in my mind, that would be where they met and held their most secretive meetings. It offered the most coverage and was high enough that they had more chance to get away if something happened
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