These are Luna's not Damsels in Distress. Of course they were going to get themselves out. Only our poor Raya couldn't come along. What do you think they will do to her?
Dane's POV Morning came before any of us were truly ready. With the sun's bright rays shining straight onto my face through the crack in my blinds, making it impossible to ignore. Instead, I dragged my tired ass out of bed and took a quick shower to further wake myself. Today I would help burn our dead and battle Alpha Jan, in that order. Lucian is a strong wolf, particularly since stepping foot near our pack lands last night. The reason behind his sudden surge in strength was hard to determine, perhaps just being close enough to our pack land woke his Alpha instincts further. Nevertheless, I felt confident that we could beat Alpha Jan if we fought well enough. The challenge lay in his armor and silver manipulation. However, there may be a slim chance of me convincing him to leave it off. Manipulating Jan into joining the fight had proven relatively effortless by questioning his courage. Today, I contemplated employing a similar tactic, asking if he's worried a pack-less Alpha co
Raya’s POV "How did you manage to escape?" Elliot inquired, his expression serious and demanding. My heart raced, and my palms grew sweaty, fully aware that I was in danger. Despite the situation, I couldn't resist answering him. "Well, your dungeon isn't exactly well-constructed. The place is falling apart," I replied, unable to hold back my words. He held his head high, crossing his arms, his anger evident as his nostrils flared. Taking a step towards me, I instinctively took one back. His eyes flickered, seemingly surprised by my reaction, but what did he expect? Of course, I would step back when a menacing figure approached me. "You think I'm going to harm you?" he asked, his voice suddenly soft. It was just the two of us in this grand throne room. Yes, a damn throne room! "Of course I do," I responded, looking up at him, curious about his thoughts. "If you were so convinced that you would be harmed, why didn't you attempt to flee? Why not try to climb the walls, at least?" h
Dane’s POV “We have to go after her.” I told Cruz, feeling myself dying inside, knowing she was still with the Eclipse Moon Pack. “We’re not going to risk the lives of all these wolves for one human woman. I am sorry, Dane. I can’t take those odds. You’ll understand more when you have your pack under you,” Cruz said, trying to place his hand on my shoulder. But I moved, not wanting him to touch me right now. The feeling stirring inside of me was ready to boil out and attack, and I didn’t want the person I attacked to be Cruz. “Alpha Jan is ready for you, Beta. That is if you’re still wanting to challenge him,” Beta Thane told me, staring down at me from his nose, as if I were some weak wolf challenging his Alpha. I pushed past him, making sure to hit him with my shoulder on the way out. With the rage fueling me deep inside, I knew I would be inflicting a good amount of damage to ol' Alpha Jan here. I pushed my way past the crowd that had gathered. Having the Lunas back seemed to
Raya's POV I stared out the small oval-shaped window in the room I now have to call home. I felt like that one princess with the ridiculously long hair that is trapped in a tower all her life. Her name escapes me. Either way, it was not a place I ever envisioned myself to be in. Apparently, that concoction Blake had us drink only allowed for one question, so he didn't tell me of a way to escape. It surprised me that he would use his one question to ask why the Lunaris pack was keeping me. I told him I'd answer any of his questions if he would answer mine, but he denied me, saying maybe another time. At least now I know to avoid any liquids that have the same color. Something tells me he won't be the only one trying to slip this truth serum, as I call it, into my drinks. I was pretty bored up here with nothing to do and a door that stayed locked from the outside. I tried my luck at picking the lock, but only haven seen this done in movies, I knew nothing of how to go about it. Defe
Dane's POV "What color did it change to?" Amaya asked as she scarfed down the food we had brought her as if she were some kind of starved rabid animal. She has not left Garret's side once. Every couple of hours, she would get up and give him more of that pain-reducer concoction she made. She was also rotating his blood in a way. She would take out a pint while pumping in a new one. If she couldn't fix it with magic, she hoped maybe she could with science. It wasn’t a terrible idea, but I felt that it was only buying him time and not necessarily making him better. "It turned yellow, maybe a bit orange. It was like the sun was shining in the palm of my hand," I told her, holding my hand out and staring at my palm, remembering the sensation. "That bright, huh?" She took another bite, speaking with a mouth full of rice. "There's some powerful magic at play. Very, very powerful. I think I'll have to go with you once Garret is better. I could probably tell you what kind of magic is be
Raya’s POVElliot stepped into the room with the look of a hungry wolf. His gaze was fierce, piercing straight into my soul. As he took a step closer to me, my body began to hum again. Almost as if it were trying to tune itself with his. He closed the door behind him, causing my heart to race at an unsteady beat. I knew he was here to punish me, but what he would do, I hadn’t the slightest clue. My mind instantly thought back to the knife through Drusilla’s hand. If he would do that to one of his closest confidants, what would he do to someone like me? “Stand up,” he ordered, but in my fear, I had forgotten how to move. Elliot's eyes went dark, staring me down as he kept his chin high. “I said, stand up,” he commanded, his tone bordering on anger. Coming to my senses, I stood from my chair, but I dared not make another move. “Come here.” He pointed to the floor in front of him, but I would not come closer. “First you disrespect me, now you want to defy me?” He arched his left brow,
Dane’s POV “Are you saying you think I am him?” I finally asked the man, getting some semblance of a grip on my unraveling emotions. “Possibly. You certainly look like Cale,” he said, holding his chin in thought as he gazed at me more intently. “Where is the pack now?” I asked, desperate to finally find them. For some off reason, my question caused him to raise his guard, confusing me further. “This is another one of your traps, isn’t it, Draven?” he asked, taking a step back suddenly. “What are you talking about? Who is Draven?” I mirrored his step forward, trying to keep the same distance between us. I didn't want to let this man, with the answers to my past, escape me. "Don't play with me. I know you can shape shift, Warlock!" he exclaimed in such disgust and anger. Whoever this Draven was, it was clear that this man both hated and feared him. "What are you going on about? My name is Dane, not Draven. I'm not a fucking warlock. I'm a werewolf. You literally saw my wolf
Raya’s POV “If you do everything I tell you to do, you’ll have the strongest orgasm of your life. Do you think you can do that, Raya? Do what I tell you?” he asked, allowing his hand to slide between my thighs and cup my dampening core. “No,” I answered, refusing to allow myself to be swayed by a promise of pleasure I never even asked for. “So stubborn,” he growled, but there was an amused gleam in his eyes when he looked down at me. He moved his hand back to my breast, continuing his torment, pulling down at the collar of my already low dress. He managed to make the material relinquish one of my breasts, taking the hardened bud of my nipple between his teeth. I thought I would explode when he lightly nipped at it. My hips were still firmly held in place by one of his hands, allowing for this torment to continue with no relief. When his tongue came out in greeting, licking around my nipple, my back instinctually arched in pleasure. I was being driven mad with lust, realizing tha