Run baby, run!” Mama's last words to me as she bleed on our favorite rug- a testament of what happens when you let your guard down- Tisha a werewolf picked up to be Alpha Damion pleasure toy after the tragic death of her parents live the life of an Omega in blackwood pack. Rejected and disgraced by the very person created to love and protect her, Tisha has to navigates the pain of betrayal, lies and life in a new pack with the dreaded alpha jackson who claims to be her second chance mate rather than living the life of a rejected omega in a pack where her life means nothing. will Tisha let herself love and feel after everything she has been through or will she let the past destroy the prospects of her future? find out in The Lost Luna
view moreTishas P.O.VMy chest tightens breaths short and sharp. My hands tremble uncontrollably. The aftershocks, the fear, the sheer idea of what almost happened in there have me shaking with no control. I press my back against the cold stone wall, trying to melt into it, disappear.Years—so many years, and for what? Everything suddenly makes sense—the classes, the smiles that sent shivers down my spine, the constant warning bells. This is why he kept me untouched by other wolves. His personal pet.The hallway felt too bright, too open. I need to leave this place now. I got lucky, but who knows how much luck I have left.Legs still unsteady, I force myself toward the Omegas' baths. His scent clings to me. I need it gone.The shower runs for what feels like hours. My skin turns blotchy, red, and raw. I scrub until I can’t scrub anymore, but I still feel his hands on me. Tears fall harder. I can't crumble. Not for him. The reality of it, threatening to pull me under.“Tisha, are you in there?”
The sun hangs low beneath the horizon, on our drive back to the pack house the trees stretching for hours The road stretching endlessly, flanked by towering trees that blur into a dark green haze as we speed along. My shoulders relaxing finally letting the stored up tension slip off the events of the day I had only a few minutes before I would have to go play politics with Blackwood pack.The air holds the scent of pin and lilies my mind lingering in the gardens with her.As the car approaches the gaint black gates of the pack house, I exhale, watching the looming gates glide open.We drive into the large black gates that lead into the pack house, the drive way stretching deeper into the large compound gardens and flowers lined along the sides leading up to a gigantic duplex with large oak doors. The car pulls up to the front of the house with Jason the packs Gama waiting by the entrance of the house “Alpha, we've got a problem.”Those words hit me like a punch to my gut, there was
Jacksons P.O.V“Tisha… that other girl called her Tisha so…fitting”“We shouldn’t have left, we should have stayed,” my wolf Silver says his voice deep and gravelly in my head clawing at my thoughts. He’s been relentless since we left.I grip the steering wheel harder, the leather creaking under my fingers. My eyes narrow on the road ahead, but the image of her keeps creeping in. Black curly hair, soft like sunlight filtering through leaves. She didn’t belong there, yet she moved like she was part of that wild place. It made no sense.“She’s nobody.” I push the thought away, but Silver doesn’t relent.“She’s something. You felt it. We both did. Find her.”I shake my head, trying to focus. The streets pass in a blur as I speed past the outskirts of blackwood territory. With every few seconds, the memory of her flashes through my mind—her delicate fingers reaching for those flowers like there was no care in the world. The scent of the pine, earth and wildflowers still clings to my sense
My footfalls echo down the hallway, each step bringing me closer to Alpha Damien’s office. My breaths hitches, my hands tremble thoughts of my encounter with the stranger all a distant memory caught in a web of anxiety. The question of why he sent for me runs nonstop in my head, the thoughts sending shivers through my body every step echoing my fears the grip on dread heavy on me.Everyone knows what happens to omegas here.The stories never ending, one more dreadful than the last. Alpha Damien breaks in the female omegas before they are mated, while the Luna punishes them afterwards for laying with her mate. It doesn’t take much to know why I’ve been summoned with the mating ceremony only a few hours away.Alphas office looms ahead, brown oak doors leading to slick wooden floors beneath my feet, the inside; the dim lighting barely breaks the gloom. Suffocating darkness covers the room. The heavy oak desk sits in the center, papers scattered across it. The walls are lined with books th
Tisha’s P.O.V“Run baby, Run!”Mama’s words like urgent strokes urge me on as I take the path through the forest. The scent of rain and moss hangs heavy in the air, my breath hitching, my feet slipping the ground beneath me softening with every step. The howls of wolves echo in the distance – the screams and groans growing distant with every step. Twigs snap and the leaves rustle- Branches claw at my feet and shadows cast eerie figures like eyes watching, chasing-“Run Tish, Run!” Cold air burns my lungs, but I don’t stop, I can’t. Not when Mama’s words urged me on, her voice low and urgent. Her blood splattered all over the floor- I could hear them behind me snarling, gaining ground.“Keep running,” I muttered to myself faster, faster… My feet slipping on wet leaves I push harder, my breaths coming in ragged gasps each one sharper than the last. I stumble, catching myself against a tree, blood mixed with sweat drips down my face, it’s not my blood but Mama’s. Shadows moved.I can’
Tisha’s P.O.V“Run baby, Run!”Mama’s words like urgent strokes urge me on as I take the path through the forest. The scent of rain and moss hangs heavy in the air, my breath hitching, my feet slipping the ground beneath me softening with every step. The howls of wolves echo in the distance – the screams and groans growing distant with every step. Twigs snap and the leaves rustle- Branches claw at my feet and shadows cast eerie figures like eyes watching, chasing-“Run Tish, Run!” Cold air burns my lungs, but I don’t stop, I can’t. Not when Mama’s words urged me on, her voice low and urgent. Her blood splattered all over the floor- I could hear them behind me snarling, gaining ground.“Keep running,” I muttered to myself faster, faster… My feet slipping on wet leaves I push harder, my breaths coming in ragged gasps each one sharper than the last. I stumble, catching myself against a tree, blood mixed with sweat drips down my face, it’s not my blood but Mama’s. Shadows moved.I can’
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