All Chapters of Lost Luna: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Katies POV" Riding on the bike with Jax I have never felt more freed, the wind whistling by us as i grip tightly onto Jax. Piece by tiny piece, this man is filling holes in my heart that I thought would've been empty forever. The walls are slowly coming down the more time we spend together. Up the road from us I see the town house tops. We are entering the center of Red River, a bigger town in the middle of a bunch of smaller towns, houses, and land. As we slow down, we pull closer into town, the trees around us stop blurring past and clear back out. I can already see their packed house in the center of everything, it stands tall and looming. The black brick and red trim give a sophisticated feel. We roll through the outskirts of town, people staring at us as we pass by. i don't understand why some of them look so angry. Soon enough, we slowed down and came to a small restaurant, a small beige-colored brick accented with hints of dark blue. The sign above the door is labeled Wolf De

After an awkward introduction and some explaining about the issue that happened, I went up to the loft where Tanya gave me spare clothes and I got to take a hot shower to wash off the juice. The upstairs loft was extraordinary. The walls were all white with accents of blood red and gold. A massive king bed, and a full kitchen with a beautiful bathroom. The bathroom was a dream, a massive clawfoot tub and a corner shower surrounded by stained glass. The towels were so soft and the soap smelt amazing. I tried to rush myself but I could not help but be caught by the incredible sight and smells. I haven't had anything this wonderful since that horrible night. My life has been filled with river baths or a cold shower that had no water pressure. I have had the bare minimum for years and I grew to be comfortable with it, but being here makes me miss it. Before I know it, an hour has passed, I feel squeaky clean and refreshed. I make my way back down to the shop floor where Jax and his mom ar

I wake up in a bed I do not know, but it smells amazing. Jax's scent is everywhere around me, burying my face into the pillow. I breathe deeper. Its strong smell threatens to put me back to sleep. I'm taken aback by the softness. The blanket is fluffy and thick too, making me feel even more comfortable. Stretching and rolling over, I looked around me. This room is incredible. Its massive size with stunning stone grays and blacks accenting walls, a white couch. The curtains were drawn, the deep black blocking the sun like an eclipse, little lines of sun breaking through and dancing their way into the room. The bed I'm lying on is massive and has dark charcoal black sheets and pillows with a stone gray blanket lying overtop. Massive book shelves cover a wall next to the couch and fireplace, the fire dancing like little orange fairies sparkling into the chimney. The sound of the door opening had my eyes darting in front of me, there stood Jax. A towel draping his hips, water dripped from

After spending the rest of the morning together, Jax told me that his parents had some information for us regarding the attacks that were happening. Jax was going to step into his father's steps here soon, which meant I would take the position as Luna. There was going to be a lot happening. But first we had to handle this coven problem.Shortly after eating our lunch, we headed down the halls of the pack house. His room was a floor above his dads office. We descended down the steps hand in hand. The sounds of our feet echoed slightly against the stone. I was getting more nervous the closer we got. We talked all last night and this morning and I learned quite a bit about him and his pack. His mom and dad are Alpha Timothy and Luna Tanya, their Betas are Kiley and Amie. I got to meet Jaxs Betas in line, Sabastian and Sabrina. They lived here in the pack house too and Jax said that Sabrina has already been begging to hang out with me, since the 'boys are no fun.' Her words. Time has been

Waking to the sound of dripping water, I got to sit up. My bones and muscles tense and I can't see anything. A scruffy cloth is around my eyes, I feel like I was tossed in a blinder as well with the way my head is spinning. The only thing I can hear is the dripping water. Drip. Drip. Drip. My head aches badly and my hands are bound with a cold metal in front of me. Wherever I am, the ground is cold and wet. A thin cloth sticks to my skin, nor am I wearing anything under it. Memory starts to fog my brain and my body goes colder than the ground it's on. I reached up and pulled the cloth that was blinding me down. Scooting myself into a sitting position, my feet are also tied. The ties are made of silver, weakening me and my wolf. Looking around the cell-like room, it's all concrete, a set of bars with a door lining one wall. The ceiling is dripping into a puddle in the corner. It's cold and bitter. Glancing past the bars, I saw Helen half beaten in the cell across from mine. My heart hi