Training the Luna

Training the Luna

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Vianne Slater is running from her abusive husband. She wants nothing more than to protect her daughter, even if it means getting blood on her hands. - Keegan Cox is the retired right-hand man of the werewolf crime boss, Clement Slater. He jumps at the opportunity to train a she-wolf in exchange for having his record cleared. On two conditions: 1. Train her to protect herself and her pup. 2. Keep his paws off her. She is the alpha’s estranged daughter… the future Luna of the Slater family. He knows to stay away, but the moment he sees her, he knows it will be impossible. Can he keep his hands off? Or will he give in to temptation and put his life on the line for Vianne and her daughter?

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Chapter 1

Prologue

Keegan POV:

It was just another day in Luisca. And of course, it was raining. Sometimes I wondered if this small town was more suited for vampires than a full-blooded wolf like me. That being said, I was living in the lap of luxury, in a four-story house in the outskirts of the small town, surrounded by lush forests. I was only thirty and retired. I didn’t have much to complain about.

How, one might ask. Easy, I trained the men and thugs of one of the biggest crime bosses in the country, Clement Slater.

Eight years ago, I had stumbled across the man outside a restaurant. It had been a complete accident because I sure as hell didn’t want to drop an alpha wolf on his ass. I had always been averse to figures of authority, so I kept away from them rather than stir trouble. But the fact that it was a mistake hadn’t been seen by his bodyguards. They were on me in a split second.

Thank god, Slater had a heart. Yes, shocker! Though, since then, I had found that the man’s heart was black and cold. Nevertheless, he stopped his men from killing me. All of them buff wolves. I would have been torn to shreds.

That was how it all started. I charmed my way into his way of life. Werewolves had long integrated into human civilization and held basic jobs. It wasn’t a wonder that some pack had dipped their hand into organized crime. The concept had thrilled the rebel in me. At first, I just ran errands and delivered ‘packages.’

Eventually, after working with Clement’s right-hand man and beta, I managed to move up to a more elusive role— the collector. I didn’t enjoy beating the crap out of humans, but I got paid well. I told myself that the humans I reduced to a pulp were the scum of the earth and deserved that treatment.

This was how I could afford to retire. Then, there was why. I was exhausted. Additionally, I wanted to wallow in self-loathing. I felt it disgraceful to hurt humans while I was naturally stronger than them. But one time, I accidentally killed someone… someone innocent. I couldn’t handle it anymore.

Clement understood my reasoning and let me walk away, but on one condition. I still had to train his men. Usually, his beta handled the training, but since I easily took him down nine out of ten times when we sparred, I had been given the job.

In short, I was a werewolf gang trainer. I ran a boot camp for individuals to whip them into shape.

The good thing was, I was still paid well and there was the advantage that I didn’t need to do any dirty work. At least, not directly. New wolves were few and far between. I hadn’t seen a new one in over four months and I was fine with that. I enjoyed living alone and didn’t like talking with the wolves that Clement sent my way, anyway.

For example, Frankie Albert. Anyone who saw him would think him incapable of hurting anyone. He had come to my house looking like a little lost pup with a round face, still holding on to baby fat and an out-of-shape body. He was an omega in the pack, but still. His father ran shipments and Clement wanted him fit and able to fight both with weapons and by hand as if his life depended on it. The kid looked like he could barely flirt with a girl, much less a gun.

But for three months, I trained him so hard that not even his mother was able to recognize him. He had gone from a round-faced kid to a slim and strong wolf. I have even made him cut the mop of hair on his head. He had moaned that he wanted to keep it long, but it kept flopping over his eyes, making his workout harder and more frustrating.

I buzz cut his hair in his sleep. More like, I knocked him out for showing me attitude. Since then, three months had passed and I hadn’t heard from Clement or Frankie. I almost missed those two.

Who was I kidding? I did not.

I tried to concentrate on my workout, barely recognizing the man in the mirror across from me. I still looked the same: annoying blond hair that never seemed to settle down without a jar of hair gel and a perpetual scowl. My body was large and muscular but riddled with old wounds. An old bullet wound could be seen on my left shoulder and a thin seven-inch scar running between my left ribs was prominent. The cigarette burns near my naval came from a member of a rival crime family. The giver was later shoved into the trunk of my car, dead. It was the only time I took pleasure in killing a human. He deserved it for the hours of torture he had put me through. It was just that my eyes were different: the color was the same, but they looked oddly hollow.

Or I had too much time on my hands and watching those reality shows was getting to my head.

My phone started ringing while I was on the fifth repetition of my exercise. I cursed at it from across the room. Reluctantly, I put my weights down and jogged over to the phone.

“Hello?” I answered.

“Keegan, guess who?” a cold voice asked. I rolled my eyes. NO one was allowed to call me except for him to begin with. I didn’t need to guess.

“Hey, Clement.”

“I have got a new student for you,” he grunted. I grumbled under my breath, hoping he didn’t send another rookie like Frankie again.

“I’m listening,” I responded, remaining patient.

“It’s my daughter.”

What? Clement had no children. He had always said that he didn’t want any because his enemies would come after his mate and pups.

“This information doesn’t get repeated to anyone,” he ordered. “No one knows who she really is. This is between you, me, and her. You are going to treat this one like Tess. You got me?”

Tess used to be married to a local thug who beat her daily and she had wanted out. She had asked Clement for help a few years ago in exchange for information. Clement couldn’t say no because the thug had made business harder. He needed this thug to come to a stop.

We had helped her train to fight back. Edwin, Clement’s new beta had the largest hand in helping her. She went her merry way and a week later, the thug was dead from a fall out of a window. The cops called it self-defense because she was sporting nasty bruises. Edwin had been by her side ever since.

“What the hell, Clement? I don’t do women,” I snipped back. I was glad the conversation wasn’t happening face to face.

“Yes, I still question your sexual orientation. But right now is not the time. Listen to me, you little shit. Her mother is Vivian and I am sure you have heard that story. I had no clue that she was pregnant with my child when we parted ways. If I had known—”

He sounded hurt. If he had known, he would have done everything to make sure Vivian and his daughter had everything they desired and more. Vivian was the love of his life, the mate he had not claimed officially, but since he was the alpha and the leader of his operations, there was no way that she could stay with him. She was at constant risk.

“Fine, but what is her story?”

“First of all, you watch it around my girls. You got that?” he said in a no-nonsense voice. “Her story is that she married a piece of scum called Brant Moore. He’s got money, looks, and a wicked right hook. He’s got some wolf blood in him, though dilute, so that complicates matters. She came in with her six-year-old daughter and a black eye, bloody lip, and bruises on every inch of her body that I could see. She’s recovering from her injuries right now, but I will send them both to you in a week. Get prepared.”

I sighed. A mother and a child would be living in my house for who knows how long. I didn’t have a choice in the matter, either. “I’ll be ready,” there was resignation in my voice.

“And one more thing. If you touch my daughter, and you know what I mean, Cox… I will kill you.” And then the man hung up. I sighed.

He could rest assured, I wasn’t going to touch his daughter. I didn’t have a death wish.

.

It had been a week since Clement’s call. I was bored and had nothing to do except prepare my house for guests. Clement had mentioned that his daughter loved to cook, so I went to the city and stocked up my kitchen with all the gadgets that she could need. Then I had gone and prepared two rooms on the first floor.

There was one for the little girl. I had not the first clue what a kid would like. Thankfully, Tess had helped by ordering everything online and shipping it to the post office. I just had to pick them up and put the stuff together. As for the other bedroom, I had no idea what to do with it. I had kept the room as it was, blue with matching comforter and sheets.

I was waiting in the living room, tapping my finger on my thigh, and willing the time to speed up. From what they had told me, the woman was in serious trouble: not only had the guy beaten her, but she had also managed to get their daughter away, too. From what Clement had mentioned in his subsequent calls, it sounded like Brant Moore would do anything to get what belonged to him. She had managed to stay in hiding for almost six months but he had caught up to her. After barely getting away from him a second time, she had come to her father.

Clement had been her last hope.

Twenty minutes later, I heard the roar of Edwin’s car pulling into the driveway. I took a deep breath, ready to greet them. When I opened the front door, a little girl with big brown curls bounced up the steps of my porch and took hold of my leg.

“Are you the one that’s going to keep the monster away?” she asked in a whisper, looking at me with blue eyes and a toothy grin. She stepped back, blushing when I smiled down at her. Her scent was faint, but she was definitely a wolf pup.

“Claire!” a woman called after her. I looked up to see the face that it belonged to.

I cursed under my breath. I was going to die.

My heart pounded in my chest, out of control. Clement’s warning rang in my head and I knew that this would be the hardest thing I would ever have to do in my life.

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marisa.dibello
Love this book! Keegan is just yummy. I can picture him & wish he were mine. Storyline is engaging, steamy scenes -wow-, I really recommend to anyone who enjoys a compelling, exciting, & believable romance. Author didn’t need to make them werewolves. And epilogues were disconnected from the story.
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PastPersephone
I really enjoyed this story and all the characters. I would love to have another book with Claire's story.
2023-01-27 11:07:26
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Wan N Basmah
A good book. Love the main characters.
2023-01-22 22:38:43
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Suzy Williams Kozi
great book
2023-01-22 13:52:38
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MarGO
Good story!
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KLH
This was a great story, from start to finish! Loved how everything played out. Will there be a sequel on Claire or is this the end? Good job author!
2022-05-21 23:44:31
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Bennie
Excellent story. I love it
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129 Chapters
Prologue
Keegan POV:It was just another day in Luisca. And of course, it was raining. Sometimes I wondered if this small town was more suited for vampires than a full-blooded wolf like me. That being said, I was living in the lap of luxury, in a four-story house in the outskirts of the small town, surrounded by lush forests. I was only thirty and retired. I didn’t have much to complain about.How, one might ask. Easy, I trained the men and thugs of one of the biggest crime bosses in the country, Clement Slater.Eight years ago, I had stumbled across the man outside a restaurant. It had been a complete accident because I sure as hell didn’t want to drop an alpha wolf on his ass. I had always been averse to figures of authority, so I kept away from them rather than stir trouble. But the fact that it was a mistake hadn’t been seen by his bodyguards. They were on me in a split second. Thank god, Slater had a heart. Yes, shocker! Though, since then, I
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Chapter 1
Keegan POV:Why did the Moon Goddess hate me so much? She had Clement send the one element that would break me down—the woman of my dreams. Yes, I knew that it sounded cliche, but what kind of man wouldn’t dream about the woman?There she stood, with her hands on her hips, smiling at her daughter, and all I could think about was how long it would take for me to get her sweating. The woman before me was petite, slender, and breathtaking. Her hair was dark and long, flowing past the middle of her back. Her face was small and with lips that many women would pay for. Then her, body, I didn’t have to comment about how I reacted just by looking at her. Couldn’t she have some Clement in her? It definitely would have helped me remain professional if she was a hulking asshole like her father. I felt lightheaded. What was this woman doing to me? Easy. She was making me lose my senses and making me think about things that should be
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Chapter 2
Keegan POV:“Not all the men are like your husband,” I said unnecessarily defensively. It was stupid of me because it would be better if she hated me and I sounded like one of those guys who claim to be nice but are buttholes in reality. “You just happened to meet the wrong one.”She laid her bag on the bed, barely looking around before returning her attention back to me. She brushed past me and locked the door. “Well, look at what the wrong one did to me.” She lifted her shirt over her head and tossed it at me. I caught it unceremoniously before my eyes caught sight of her body. The entire left side of her torso was covered in yellow and black bruises. Seething, I turned away, unable to look at her. I threw the shirt back at her. “I will do an assessment of your injuries later. I am going downstairs to make lunch.”“Well, let’s get another thing straight. Don’t undermine my authority with
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Chapter 3
Keegan POV:Her lips met mine and I groaned. She tasted and felt so amazing. My hands rested on her hips as her mouth moved against my own. I closed my eyes, allowing myself one little kiss, and then I would stop it.I was so hard. Then she swept her tongue across my bottom lip, and I lost it. I moaned deeply, taking in her tongue—so sweet—into my mouth. My hands slid around her hips to grope her ass. I groaned again, pulling her body closer to my own. She moaned and it really hit. I was so dead. With a heavy sigh, I grasped her shoulders and gently pushed her away. She looked at me, wide-eyed and scared. She looked vulnerable and I read the rejection in her eyes immediately. “I’m sorry. I just—” Vianne paused, discreetly glancing down at my crotch and I cringed. “I thought you wanted me.”Though she apologized, she didn’t appear too broken-hearted about it. In fact, she looked m
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Chapter 4
Keegan POV:“I am not denying it,” she replied. “But you responded so enthusiastically and it seemed like you wanted a lot more. Then, you obviously remembered that you like your head on your shoulders.”“What was I supposed to do?” I drew my finger a halo around my head. “Do I look like an angel to you?”She sighed. “Look, it doesn’t mean I don’t like what I see.” Her eyes roamed slowly down my chest and lower still. “Or that you’re even wrong about the kiss. What I am saying is, I agree that it wouldn’t be a good idea. One of us has to be strong enough to resist. And from this moment on, that will be me. Now, what exactly do you like to eat?”I clenched my teeth. I knew that we needed ground rules. We were both all too aware that we couldn’t act on our impulses. Yet, even in the matter of a few hours, the tension seemed to grow between us, even when she tried t
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Chapter 5
Keegan POV:“Hello,” Vianne said, not even bothering to look up at him. “You’re not from around here,” he said, still ogling and smiling. “I would remember you.”What an idiot. Could he sound more obvious? Vianne wouldn’t fall for that shit and she didn’t disappoint. She looked up, her face cold. Then she continued to unload the cart as if she hadn’t heard him. I controlled the growl that threatened to escape. “My wife and I moved out here a while back,” I said, pulling her to my side since the man was still looking at her with unveiled lust. “Oh.”His eyes lingered on her chest and then swept up to her hand, stopping at her wedding ring. Finally, his gaze settled on her face, gaping like an idiot. What the hell is his problem?I looked Vianne over. She had managed to cover up the bruising. I couldn’t tell that anything was there, but he wasn&
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Chapter 6 *
[Warning: This chapter contains racy content. Please read at your own risk.] Keegan POV: She was aching like I was. Her eyes widened as she realized she had said that out loud. “Vianne, I want you. I never said that I didn’t,” I admitted. “I have been aroused since you got her. Believe me.” “It’s not that,” she said, taking a deep breath and exhaling harshly. “I haven’t felt this way,” she gestured to each of us. “Towards anyone… in a long time.” The second part was the aftermath… almost forced. Her teeth clenched before she continued. “I am having a hard time ignoring it and I don’t exactly look good right now.” She presented her still bruised body. “Forget it.” She turned away again but I stopped her, pressing her back against my chest. “You are beautiful,” I said, my lips skimming her ear. It was time to show her that despite the bruises, she was still beautiful. She looked away from our reflection. The tough act crumbled around her when faced with what happened and how she
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Chapter 7
Keegan POV:She moaned softly before turning to look up at me and placing a small kiss on my lips. “That was…” Incredible. “… good,” she said. Did she just say good?Her eyes, heavily lidded, seemed to match the sweet but secret smile on her lips. Was she teasing me?“Good? That was good? You stood here in front of a wall of mirrors, watching our hands move inside your sweet body and all you can say is that it was good?”Her eyes opened more fully, confusion in them. “Yes?” She averted her eyes quickly from the mirrors and buttoned her shirt back up. Before I could talk myself out of it, I grabbed her and devoured her mouth. She moaned and tugged on my hair, and after a few minutes, she pulled away, panting. I smirked. ‘Just good, my ass.’“Did I say something wrong?” she asked and then her eyes widened. “Oh, the ‘good’ comment. S
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Chapter 8
Keegan POV:Vianne cursed behind me as I swam toward the other side of the pool, desperately needing to cool off. If we were going to figure out what we really wanted, we had to slow the hell down. Maybe, in the end, we could fight the attraction completely and both still come out of her stay relatively unscathed. Or go at it like bunnies until dawn every day with Clement never the wiser. Once at the end of the pool, I jumped up and sat on the edge. I grinned smugly because it did take her a while to reach me. Her eyes narrowed but rolled as she smiled. It was exactly what I hoped for. I had a method with training. With guys like Frankie, I was more like a drill sergeant and worked them to the bone every day we trained. Tess had to be approached differently. At first, cautiously considering everything she had been through and approaching her like Frankie would’ve put up her defenses. Edwin and I worked on earning her trust. We even became friends, enough
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Chapter 9 *
[WARNING: Mild sexual content up ahead. Read at your own risk!] Keegan POV: I chuckled and joined her by the machine. “Morning,” I Said before spinning her around, taking her face in my hands, and kissing her deeply. She hummed into my mouth, grabbing onto my biceps. She squeezed my arms and moaned deeper. I chuckled against her lips. She seemed to love my muscled body. Of course, I’d be smug about it. “You like that, don’t you?” She pulled away, rolling her eyes. “Machine,” she said firmly, pointing at the treadmill. I helped her on and showed her the preprogrammed routine I made earlier for her. We were well into the routine as I talked her through it. I loved watching her sweat. And I had to stop thinking like that. It wouldn’t help her training if all I could think about was how nice she looked. I had no idea how long I stared, but eventually, Vianne cleared her throat. I looked up, our eyes locked in the mirror. She looked smug. “You like that, don’t you?” she said, us
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