All Chapters of The Captive Luna : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Natalia slipped through the trees, moving as silently as possible. Her mind was clouded with confusion and regret over what had transpired in the cave with Vitale. She had allowed herself to get caught up in memories and desires from the past, lowering her guard and forgetting why she was really here. Vitale was using her weakness against her, playing on her emotions to manipulate her. She wouldn’t let it happen again. Reaching the edge of the pack grounds, Natalia scanned the area cautiously before shifting into her human form. She needed to get back without being noticed. Her top priority was finding the missing omegas and getting clues to locate her own kidnapped children. She couldn’t afford any more distractions. Vitale and his pack drama were not her concern.Picking her way carefully towards the living quarters, Natalia slipped inside the building unseen. She quickly washed away all traces of the cave and changed into fresh training clothes before making her way to the trainin

The training grounds were alive with the sounds of sparring and exertion as Natalia put the warriors through their paces. As arms master, she was determined to whip them into proper shape. "You call that an attack?" she barked at one young wolf struggling through a defensive drill. "My grandmother strikes faster than that, and she's half blind!" The warrior grit his teeth, face burning with humiliation as his peers snickered. With renewed fury, he threw himself back into the drill under Natalia's relentless gaze. She showed him no mercy, determined to either make him stronger or break him entirely. Two hours later, the entire company lay sprawled on the ground, muscles trembling with exhaustion. Natalia nodded in satisfaction."That's enough for today. Drink water and stretch well. We'll pick this up again tomorrow." Ignoring their resentful groans, she briskly made her way towards the healer's quarters. She needed to follow up on the vaccine lead with Lila. The memory of the sh

Alessio's fists clenched as he stared out over the cliff's edge. The valley spilled out below him, trees swaying gently in the morning breeze. It did nothing to calm the turmoil roiling inside him. With a roar, Alessio lashed out, his fist connecting with the rock face. Pain splintered up his arm but it barely registered. He struck again and again until his knuckles were raw and blood dripped down his fingers. "Why can't I control this?" he growled, chest heaving.Ever since his failed experiment with Maddox, Alessio could feel his inner wolf straining against its bonds, threatening to break free. He was on edge, quick to anger over the smallest thing. Yesterday, he'd lashed out at Olga when she came for help. The shocked hurt in her eyes had sent him fleeing here, to his favorite thinking spot high in the mountains. Olga, Kat and Roberto were his only allies in the pack. Those that didn't look down him. But now he is losing even those.Alessio scrubbed a hand down his face and winc

Vitale paced around his spacious office, feeling restless and impatient. It had been two days since his run-in with Natalia at the restaurant in town. Two days since the uncomfortable tension that still simmered between them. Two days since he had heard anything new about the missing omegas. He was itching for action, for a break in this frustrating case. The waiting and political maneuvering were driving him mad. He needed to be out there searching for clues, hunting down leads, doing something productive.A knock on the door interrupted his brooding thoughts. "Enter," he called out.The door opened and Marco stepped inside. Vitale's trusted friend and spymaster had a thoughtful look on his scarred face. "What is it?" Vitale asked. "Please tell me you have news."Marco nodded. "I do. One of my city contacts came through. He tracked down the rental records for that van from the kidnapping scene. It was leased to a small construction company on the outskirts of town." Vitale felt a

Roberto stuck to the shadows, slinking along the outer perimeter of the pack's territory. He kept his head low and his steps light as he moved through the underbrush, careful not to make a sound. The drug coursed through his veins, making his skin crawl and his muscles twitch involuntarily. He could feel the changes taking hold, though he couldn't be sure yet what those changes entailed. All he knew was that he had to get away from the others until he had a handle on it. As he crept along, using trees and boulders to hide his form, he thought back to how he had ended up in this position. Desperate times called for desperate measures. If it worked, no one would ever look down on him. If it didn't...well, best not to think about that.A spasm wracked Roberto's body, making him stumble into a tree trunk. He leaned there a moment, panting. The feverish heat under his skin grew more intense, like there was a fire kindling in his very bones. He had to get somewhere safe. Somewhere he could