All Chapters of The Empathic Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

A cool, gentle breeze blew over the meadow and through the trees at the edge of the forest. The changing leaves danced magically in the wind. A shower of orange, red, yellow, and brown cascaded whimsically to the ground below. A hawk cried out over head as it flew over the meadow. It's sharp eye catching sight of a mouse as it scurried all around looking for a tidbit of food, caused it to turn and to coast upon the breeze. Suddenly, without any warning, it brought it's wings close to its side and dove at a seemingly impossible speed. Head first it hurdled towards the ground. Just before impact it suddenly spread it's wings and threw it's talons forward. The mouse never stood a chance. The poor thing never knew what hit it. It was dead before it could ever even begin to comprehend that it was in any danger. Picking up it's prey, the raptor flew effortlessly away, calling out to it's mate as it reached the tree line. There joined by it's partner they soared high into the evening sky call

Five days before Wren's birthday. Phelan Mchughes rubbed his hands through his ebony locks as he looked at the invitation laying before him on his desk. It had been a very hectic day for him. Filled with meetings and plenty of aggravation. He just finished filling out the last of many forms for the day and had decided to open some of his personal mail before retiring for the evening. The invitation had been the last of the letters he had opened. He didn't personally know the Alpha of the Long Mountain pack or his daughter. He really had no interest in attending the celebration in her honor. For all he new She was just another spoiled brat looking to out shine her peers. He had no time or interest in entertaining such individuals. Phelan had almost tossed the invite into the trash as quickly as he had opened it. The Long Mountain Pack was a continent away from his Red River Pack lands. However, if he managed to recieve an invitation, then so too might his allies and possibly his enemie

Phelan stepped out of his plane followed closely by his gamma and two warriors. All four men were eager to reach their destination. The sooner the better. It would be easier for Crescent Moon to ambush them on the rest of there travel. They had no way of knowing whether Cullen's spies were aware of them making this journey or not. They would be safer once the reached the Long Mounain pack's territory. After researching the the names on the guest list they had discovered that two of the Alphas that were invited to the celebration had territorial borders near what had been the Dark Moon territory. Phelan was eager to discuss the attack on Dark Moon with them. He thought that it would be an opportune time to also start negotiating an alliance with them. Phelan had phoned ahead the day before and discussed the matter with Alpha Mixon. The two of them had arranged an Alphas meeting for the night of his arrival. Long Mountain pack, although quite large in size, was considerably smaller th

The Alphas discussed what Phelan had told them in great detail over the next couple of hours. They all agreed that it was in fact a mutual problem that would at some point in time most definitely affect them all. They had a common enemy and would all benefit by forming an alliance to stand against the impending evil. Every pack represented in the meeting would immediately start protocols to protect and defend their individual territories. They agreed as a whole to begin drawing up the necessary paper work on the following Monday to form a Continental Alliance of Packs. Putting aside their differences for the greater good was going to be the only way to come together as one unit in order conquer the issue at hand. They would each then set up meetings with their individual alliances to discuss the matter in an attempt to get every pack in the country involved within the next few weeks. After that they would schedule a meeting of all Alphas in the Red River Pack territory, as they were th

Lobo had been incredibly restless all morning. Phelan decided that a run to clear his head and calm his wolf was necessary. He realized that missing the scheduled brunch would be frowned upon by his hosts. And that it could be detrimental to his proposed alliance with all of the Alphas. However, he also couldn't risk attending the brunch with a crazed wolf. That definitely could ruin all hope of an alliance if Lobo lost all control. Phelan was hoping that a quick run would rein Lobo in. Lobo wasn't usually impulsive. Phelan and Lobo both were known for being level headed creatures able to contain themselves until they chose not to. Phelan couldn't remember any other time in his life that he doubted his ability to control his wolf. These feelings of inability were new to him. He didn't like the way he felt or the way Lobo was acting. He felt like he was on the verge of going feral. The crazy thing was that he wasn't really sure why? He knew that he had to find the auburn haired angel wi