The Alpha's Bounty: His Runaway Luna

The Alpha's Bounty: His Runaway Luna

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In a city where strength meets loyalty, Aella isn't just any future leader—she's the fierce Alpha-in-waiting of the Westland Pack. Raised to be a warrior queen, she's always been the dutiful daughter, trained in the art of battle and prepared to take the throne. Yet, when her father decides to marry her off to Alpha Roman, the cruel and mysterious Russian Alpha from an enemy pack, Aella rebels for the first time. She bolts; choosing freedom over anything her father has planned for her. Little does she know Roman has swapped his Alpha crown for a bounty hunter's disguise. This is an easy feat, seeing as no one knows what he truly looks like and his reputation as a monster doesn't leave anyone asking questions. Roman is hot on her heels, dead-set on reclaiming what he deems rightfully his. In Aella's quest for freedom, love and deception become twisted in a treacherous dance. Two Alphas, two worlds, and a collision course with destiny. Will Aella break free instead of being the final pawn in a deadly endgame? Or will Roman clip this little bird's wings?

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Chapter 1

1. Arrangement

Aella

21 Years Old / Alpha Heir

(Pronunciation: Ay-lah)

The door to my father’s office creaks open, the sound warning me that my life is about to change. The study is a warm space filled with dark wooden bookshelves that reach towards the ceiling like ancient trees. The room smells of aged leather and paper; a scent I’ve always associated with wisdom and guidance.

Usually, being summoned here means I’m in for a new learning experience with my father since I am his only Alpha heir. Maybe a discussion about pack politics or perhaps a lesson on the importance of our history. Today though, the air feels different—dense.

My eyes catch sight of a stack of formal papers neatly arranged on my father’s mahogany desk. Official pack seal… That can’t be good.

“Aella, come in,” Father’s voice reverberates from behind the desk, where he sits with his usual composed demeanor. He’s Alpha and Capo of Chicago; an Italian mafia sect that controls the city.

“You wanted to see me, Father?” I say, moving close to his desk and trying not to show how I’m trying to make out the pack seal on the envelope.

He sighs deeply, gesturing to the leather seat opposite him. “Sit down, Aella.”

Confused but obedient, I sank into the leather chair across from him. I haven’t seen him look so lost in a long time and he takes another moment before he speaks.

“Aella, you are to be betrothed to Alpha Roman of the Black Veil Bratstvo,” he says, the weight of his words falling like a sledgehammer. 

I’m speechless for what feels like an eternity, then I leap to my feet again. Alpha Roman? The Black Veil Bratstvo, a ruthless sect of the Russian Bratva, are known for their bloodthirsty ways as well as their cold-blooded tactics in war and politics.

Alpha Roman, their Pakhan and leader, is the worst of them—or so the stories go.

“Are you serious, Father? Alpha Roman is… We’re in a war with the Russians!”

He shakes his head. “That will soon end with this,” he says, gesturing to the papers in front of him.

“You can’t possibly mean that! What about my training? My ambitions?” I scoff, shaking my head in disbelief. “I’ve shown leadership qualities, haven’t I? Aren’t I being prepared to be a future Alpha female?!”

“Aella,” he cuts me off sharply, the familiar resolve hardening his eyes. “This is not up for discussion. An alliance with the Black Veil Pack will strengthen our pack’s borders, not to mention end this bloody ten year war. Our future as a pack depends on solid alliances, and right now we cannot let this gesture of peace from their side go.”

Anger boils inside of me, my heart pounding like a war drum. My own father, the man who taught me to value freedom and strength, is trading me like a pawn for political gain. 

I’ve become a commodity, a thing to be bartered like a prized sheep.

“So that’s it?” My voice trembles, not with fear but rage. “I don’t get a say in my own future? You’re going to marry me off to a man known for his cruelty?”

He looks at me, his eyes glinting with emotions I can’t fully make out. I am his only daughter, his only blood heir who he has trained to take over from him in the future and yet… 

“Aella, sit down,” Father commands, his eyes shifting to Alpha red and pointing to the chair opposite his desk again. 

When he looks at me again, his eyes are the color of dark soil, deeply rooted in centuries of tradition and authority. Alpha by blood, he has ruled out pack for years, just like his father did before him.

I obey, my eyes still fixed on the stack of formal papers before him. “You’re serious about this, aren’t you?”

“I am,” he says, the word solidifying in the air between us like an invisible wall. “An alliance with the Black Veil Pack is a strategic necessity. They have resources and warriors that we lack. Combined, our packs would be unbreakable.”

“Strategic necessity? Father, we’re talking about my life. My future. How can you gamble that away so easily?” I scoff, my voice quivers, but I steady it, not wanting to show too much weakness… Then my eyes widen as I realize something. “There’s an outside force, isn’t there? Another power bigger than our pack and Alpha Roman’s.”

My father chuckles sadly. “It seems I have trained you too well, but you should know that sometimes sacrifices must be made for the greater good,” he says, shaking his head. “I wouldn’t do this if it wasn’t necessary, Aella; I wouldn’t trade your life if it wasn’t the only thing that could help us all.”

“Sacrifices?” I say sadly. “So now I’m a sacrificial lamb for the pack’s stability. Just tell me why this is really happening, father, and perhaps we can think of an alternative—”

“Aella, you are my daughter, and your well-being is the most important thing to me,” he interjects with a growl and silences me. “But you are also a member of this pack, so your life isn’t completely your own. We all must play our part, and unfortunately, yours has become a chess piece to be moved.”

I blanch at his words, betrayal piercing my heart with each syllable. A chess piece to be moved? I gave up living a normal life when I turned ten years old! Devoted my life to training and understanding pack politics and strategy. 

Now he’s telling me something different?!

“My life should be my own enough to decide who I marry, who I spend the rest of my life with,” I say sadly, biting back my anger. “You taught me to fight, to lead. Was that all just grooming for me to be some sort of bargaining chip?”

Father leans back in his chair, his face a puzzle of conflicting emotions. “You misunderstand me, and perhaps that’s my fault. You were taught to be strong so you could handle whatever life threw at you. Including this.”

My chest tightens and my heart pounds against it as if demanding to be let out. I don’t know whether I am angry or hurt. “I can handle challenges, Father. What I can’t handle is being traded off like livestock.”

He leans forward, his gaze pinning me to my seat. “You will do this, Aella. You will marry Alpha Roman,” he says, eyes blazing red. “You will be his Luna, bear his children and you will do it knowing it’s the best thing for our pack to be aligned with them.”

A silence falls over the room, dense and heavy like a storm cloud. Father’ eyes have hardened, set in a conviction that I know won’t break. The regret from earlier has all but drifted away, so I know that anything I say won’t make a difference.

I have fallen from future Alpha to reluctant Luna.

“I’ve always trusted you,” I whisper, almost to myself. “I thought you would always have my best interests at heart…. I guess I was wrong.”

His eyes narrow, and for a moment, he looks as though he might say something—apologize, maybe, or offer some sort of comfort. But the moment passes, and the patriarchal, stubborn Alpha returns.

“Your best interest, Aella, is to do as you’re told for the sake of your pack and family,” he says, rising to his feet and leaning his palms on the desk in front of him. “Have I made myself clear?”

It’s my turn to hold his gaze, to let him see the turmoil swirling in the depths of my eyes. My voice is a hushed tremble when I speak. “I can’t believe you’re willing to trade your only daughter’s happiness for land and soldiers.”

“I do what I must for this pack, as will you,” he says, his voice a low growl, screaming with finality.

And I know, with chilling clarity, that this is a battle I cannot win. Not here, not now. My heart pounds with a ferocious blend of dread and defiance as I push back the chair and rise to my feet.

“Very well, Father,” I say, each word laced with a resentment I can no longer hide. “If that is your command.”

“It is,” he replies, but his voice is softer now, attempting to hide an emotion he won’t let himself show.

I turn away, hand on the doorknob, pausing for just a moment as if expecting him to say something more, to undo this nightmare with a wave of his hand. But the room remains steeped in a heavy, wordless tension..

“Fine,” I say, my voice laden with a bitterness I’ve never felt before. I exit the study, leaving the door slightly ajar, as if in quiet protest. 

But the click of the door behind me feels final, locking in a destiny I never chose.

As I walk down the hall, my heels tap against the wooden floor, each step echoing my mounting defiance. My heart still races, but now it’s fuelled by a different kind of energy—a wild, untamed fury that claws at the walls of my soul, begging to be let out.

For the first time in my life, I thought the unthinkable. I consider running away, leaving behind everything I’ve ever known. My thoughts, as forbidden as they are, rush through my mind like a torrential river breaking through a dam.

And I can’t help but think, maybe it’s time to follow the current.

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Colleen Wheeler
Are you writing another book for Kaden or is the story just going to end like that.
2024-09-10 02:38:23
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Colleen Wheeler
J Tarr is an awesome writer really enjoy the stories.
2024-09-06 00:58:59
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J
Really enjoyed this novel. Would really like to read Kaden’s story too.
2024-08-14 22:48:26
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Darlene
Is Kaden's book coming anytime soon? Any timeframe would be something worth waiting for I'm sure?
2024-06-11 02:55:22
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Mandatory S.
first book I've read by J TARR and it's pretty awesome! definitely would recommend it! looking forward to reading more of your novels!
2024-04-13 06:27:49
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Paola De Los Santos
Did not like this one that much! 90% of the times was Two monologues; repeating themselves over and over
2024-03-23 09:52:23
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eh-ch
absolutely love J Tarr books! this one not so much. moves at an agonizing glacial pace. too much inner dialog. but when action happens, it's great.
2024-03-02 11:09:07
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Louise Uperesa
Will there be another story line for Kayden and Elena
2024-02-21 19:29:58
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Deb Warren
Amazing book. I could not put it down. Ready to art book 2.
2024-01-02 01:50:33
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C. Morgan
Absolutely fantastic book. I love J.Tarr’s writing and this book is yet another example of how talented she is.
2023-12-04 11:44:46
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Raven4u7
Loved it. So happy for how the ending turned out for the main characters. Hope there will be a continuation of Kaden & Elena’s story.
2023-12-04 05:20:19
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Ruth Ann
Absolutely spell binding.. Could Not Put It Down!!!!
2023-11-18 03:35:35
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Samantha Sturgeon
Loved this book! I haven’t found one lately that I thought about when I wasn’t reading it! The author has impeccable writing skills!
2023-11-10 23:20:00
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KLH
Thoroughly enjoyed the whirlwind that was Roman and Aella! As always, so beautifully written, flowed well, full of twists and turns that’ll keep you on your toes. This author truly never misses, which is one of the many reasons they’re one of my favorites on here. Excited for what’s to come :)
2023-11-05 19:36:51
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Karina Vazquez
I loved Roman and Aella story. As always, this author will keep you on the edge with love and mystery. The characters are well written and developed beautifully. I am looking forward to the sequel.
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81 Chapters
1. Arrangement
Aella21 Years Old / Alpha Heir(Pronunciation: Ay-lah)The door to my father’s office creaks open, the sound warning me that my life is about to change. The study is a warm space filled with dark wooden bookshelves that reach towards the ceiling like ancient trees. The room smells of aged leather and paper; a scent I’ve always associated with wisdom and guidance.Usually, being summoned here means I’m in for a new learning experience with my father since I am his only Alpha heir. Maybe a discussion about pack politics or perhaps a lesson on the importance of our history. Today though, the air feels different—dense.My eyes catch sight of a stack of formal papers neatly arranged on my father’s mahogany desk. Official pack seal… That can’t be good.“Aella, come in,” Father’s voice reverberates from behind the desk, where he sits with his usual composed demeanor. He’s Alpha and Capo of Chicago; an Italian mafia sect that controls the city.“You wanted to see me, Father?” I say, moving c
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2. Sacrificial Lamb
AellaI shut my bedroom door behind me, leaning against it as if it could barricade me from the life my father had just dictated for me. The room, once my sanctuary, now feels like a cage—luxurious but suffocating. My eyes scan the plush carpet, the ornate dresser filled with knick-knacks and makeup, and the lavish canopy bed. All these luxuries, yet I feel like a bird in a gilded cage.With shaking hands, I grab my phone from the nightstand and dial my best friend, Lily’s, number on a secured line reserved for our pack. She’s the youngest daughter of my father’s Beta and the only one I trust.She picks up after the second ring. “Aella, hey! What's up?” Her voice, always full of optimism, has never sounded so different to me.“Lily, I can’t… I don’t even know how to say this! He’s making choices for me and setting me… He’s setting me…” My voice wobbles, and I’m disgusted with myself for it. I’m a future Alpha, for heaven’s sake; I should be stronger than this!“Whoa, slow down. Wha
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3. Expectations Outweigh Needs
AellaMy father’s limousine pulls up, sleek and black, designed to impress. He glances at me, an unspoken order in his eyes: Smile. I don’t need to be told; I’ve played this game many times before. There’s a time to charm, a time to foster good relations and a time to throw it all to the wayside. Alphas don’t show their weakness; they can’t.So, putting on a smile for show, I get out with my father at my side and walk inside to meet the vultures. Marcus, Lily’s eldest brother and my guard, walks next to me as a silent watchman.This is supposed to be one of the most important moments of my life. The grand hall of our pack mansion is so elaborately decorated, it could rival a royal wedding. Crystal chandeliers glisten above, casting warm light on fresh flowers and flowing drapes. I should be lost in the splendor of it all, but instead, my senses are dulled. My heart feels heavy in my chest.I’m not here because I want to be, but because I have to be. The man I am to marry will not be
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4. Broken Link
Aella My room feels different tonight, like it’s aware of the secrets it’s holding. The house is quiet, not even the creak of a floorboard or the distant murmurs of nocturnal pack members going about their business. It’s as though even the walls are holding their breath, complicit in my defiance and aware of my plans. The moon is my only companion, casting a pale glow through the curtains and onto the floor.It has been three weeks since I started hatching this plan, and now I am putting it in place.Moving carefully, I pull the hidden duffel bag from the depths of my closet and start to refill it with essentials—a change of clothes, some toiletries, and a few snacks. I reach under my bed and pull out a hidden stash of cash I’d been saving for emergencies. This feels like an emergency. Shoving the cash into a small purse, I place it next to a knife in the bag. The cold steel feels heavy in my hand before I let it go, a grim promise of the threats that lie ahead in the world I’m s
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5. The Only Choice She Never Had
AellaMy escape from the pack feels like a dream, a vivid haze of adrenaline and fear. After three days on a bus with strangers, none the wiser about my origins or my destination, I find myself in Seattle. The city greets me with its iconic skyline, each building a monument to human ingenuity and defiance. For a moment, as the bus nears its final stop, I marvel at how different this concrete jungle is from the natural terrains of my previous life.As I disembark, I pull my hood over my face to ensure that I remain anonymous. The sheer amount of smells in the atmosphere is causing my wolf senses to be overwhelmed, with a blend of gasoline and grease, as well as the sea-salted air. My eyes catch on a grunge band poster, its vibrant colors a contrast to the dull grays and browns of my old world. This is not just another chapter in my life; it’s an entirely different book.I head straight to the hotel I had booked two days prior. The lobby is nondescript, a mix of burnt amber and creams
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6. A Latte, And Your Name
AellaLife has a way of becoming mundane, a dull routine of getting up, going to work and coming back home. Two years since my escape, two years since I severed all ties with my past, with the responsibilities that once threatened to suffocate me. Now, I live in a small town far away from my pack, my family, and most importantly, from Roman, the man who believed he owned me just because he is an Alpha.Each day bleeds into the next, a swirl of lattes, bagels, and forced smiles. I work at “The Corner Café,” a place small enough that it’s never crowded but just popular enough to keep afloat. I made one friend, Sam, at the cafe where I work. He’s a gorgeous Greek God of a man who also happens to be exceptionally gay, much to some of the female patrons’ dismay.But no one knows me here, not really. They know my face, my voice, even my schedule. But not me—not Aella. And I prefer it that way.I still look over my shoulder everyday, though; I haven’t let my guard down at all. When I walk
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7. Dirty Laundry
AellaHe’s here. The guy from the café, standing in front of a dryer and pulling out a T-shirt. Our eyes meet, and the world seems to halt, all sounds muffled, all thoughts obliterated by the shock of the moment.“Evening, beautiful,” he says in that rough drawl, shooting me a wink. “Fancy meeting you here.”“What are you doing here?” The words spill out before I can stop them and immediately regret the words as they come out. Great going, Aella!He grins, that same earth-shattering smile from earlier. “Doing my laundry. What about you?”I shake my head, disoriented. Of all the laundromats in all the towns, of all the apartment buildings, what are the chances? “I can see that, but what…” I trail off, scoffing and feeling a blush rising into my cheeks. This man does not owe me any explanation, but I immediately slam those walls back up. This can’t be a coincidence. I refuse to believe that.“Same,” I manage to say, my voice sounding far away, as though coming from someone else. I wal
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8. Time's Up, Little Bird
RomanI can’t stop the smirk from forming on my face as I walk away from Aella, knowing I’ve already wormed my way into her thoughts. That look on her face when she saw me again told me everything I needed to know; just one smile from me and I had her.Ah, she’s still as feisty and cunning as the day she disappeared, and that’s what makes this whole charade thrilling. I relish in it—the chase, the hunt, the eventual capture.Reaching for my phone as soon as I step into my apartment, I dial Kaden’s number. He doesn’t take long to answer, either.“It’s me. The plan’s in motion. She’s taken the bait,” I say, and Kaden’s laughter rumbles through the speaker.“Seriously? That easily? You sure she doesn’t suspect anything?” he asks. “Relax. She has no idea. I’m Jay now, the charming neighbor. Besides, you know as well as I do, she wouldn’t recognize me. No one outside the family has ever seen my face.” I say, falling down on my bed and sighing.“Right, the mysterious Alpha, ruling from the
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9. Five Days
AellaFive days. It’s been five long days since I last saw him. I’ve been counting—counting the days, the hours, even the minutes since he last walked through the café door. Five days. How did five days without seeing him turn me into this... this ball of confusion? One minute he’s all flirt and grin, making my insides do weird somersaults. The next, he’s cold and distant, as if he’s a different guy. What’s his deal?I have to admit that it terrifies me how much I look forward to seeing him. I know I shouldn’t, right? The only thing I know about him is his name and how he likes his latte.Now I’m at the laundromat again, daydreaming about God knows what, when the door creaks open. I don’t need to look up to know it’s him; I can sense him and that rugged scent always clinging to him. But when I do look up, my face flushes. God, he looks divine. His shirt is unbuttoned, carelessly open, revealing an impeccably chiseled chest. It’s not just a chest; it’s a masterpiece, an altar of lean
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10. Sometimes You Don't Get A Do-Over
AellaOkay, I finally understand what people mean when they say their stomachs get twisted in knots.The entire day felt like some weird version of emotional roulette. I dressed up, even watched a stupid makeup tutorial on how to get that ‘natural, but like, also hot’ look. I went through my closet three times, wanting to wear something nice but not too desperate-to-impress kind of nice. I was so nervous the whole day. Like, the kind of jittery that has you overthinking everything. I tried doing my laundry, but even the noise of the washing machine seemed to mock me, drowning out the tick of the clock that was going way too slow. Hell, I even scrubbed the kitchen counters like they had offended me or something.Also, I stared at my phone a bunch of times, hoping he’d text. You know, something like, “Looking forward to tonight.” But nothing. It was as if my phone was on a strike, refusing to bring me any good news.My stomach was doing flips, so eating lunch was a no-go. I just kind
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