All Chapters of The Luna Warrior : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

CHAPTER 22 ~CALLUM’S POV~“I am the backbone that gives the Blue Lily pack the courage to forge ahead in the face of our adversaries…” I am the blood that pumps the blood of vengeance and strength through the veins of our warriors…I am the bane of my enemies and the light of my people…“I am Regina Shepherd," the fucking queen of war, and when I say this raid isn't going to happen, then it wouldn't happen! Earth to Callum!I was pulled out of my thoughts by Killian’s voice. My eyes crashed against his gray orbs before I turned away and stared back into the forest. It's been twenty-four hours since Regina barged into my brother's office and dropped the bomb on us, and it's been twenty-four hours since we sent word to the Red Moon pack requesting the presence of the Alpha. Alpha Riley. The Alpha we trust the most—the man who has made it his priority to stand by us when everyone else abandoned us. Are y

CHAPTER 24 ~REGINA’S POV~I walked through the gates of the Blue Lily pack. The warriors in charge of guarding it gazed at me with widened eyes as I walked through the gates of the Blue Lily pack. The warriors guarding it gave me puzzled looks as I walked past them, like my whereabouts hadn’t been known for the last twenty-four hours.I walked past the people I called my family. Men, women, and children all stared at me like I was a different person and not the Regina whom they had grown to love. I walked into the pack house and headed straight for Michael’s office while masking the deception on my face.Hushed shouts of frustration and the sounds of breaking pieces of furniture filled my ears, and my brows were drawn together in frustration. I knocked on the door, and an ominous silence came from the office. The air stilled after what felt like an eternity of waiting; Michael spoke in a strained

CHAPTER 26 ~REGINA’S POV~I pushed the doors to the training hall open. The smell of sweat and testosterone filled my nostrils, and I cringed from the scent. I've been training here for ten years, and the smell still gives me the urge to vomit. The sound of punching bags being assaulted came to a stop, and all eyes fell on me—the queen of war and the only woman to set foot in a training hall. I walked to the center with my head held high and my hips swaying to the rhythm of their heavy breathing. The eyes of the men who trained by my side as comrades and the eyes of the pupils I molded into machines of war followed me as I made my way past them. I stopped at the very center of the hall, scanned their faces with my orbs, and prepared to give the speech that pumped my hate through them like the toxic influence of hard drugs when a voice echoed in the ha

CHAPTER 28~REGINA’S POV~Sweat dripped down my temples and fell to the ground with a thud only I could hear. The air was thick with tension and the animals that inhabited the forest kept their distance watching the events unfold before their eyes from the safety of their homes. It’s been five days. Five days since I was forced to train the warriors of the Blue Lily pack to raid our enemies for the fifteenth time. I lay on the ground of the forest, watching the borders of the Moon Crescent pack. The figures of the wolves stationed to guard the borders were stiff in alertness and if it hadn’t been for the light-hearted conversation they held amongst themselves then one would think they knew someone was coming, that we were coming. The heavy whispers of the men behind me could startle a rock and Micheal had to hush one of them with his foot before the rest fell into silence. In my past life the question of why Micheal always stayed behind me in every battle had not once crossed my mi

CHAPTER 30 ~REGINA POV~The pack's children rounded me as we played games and sang songs. It's been three days since the Red Moon pack rained havoc on us, and to say we have moved past it would be an understatement. These children would never move past the fear that sat in their bones as they watched their homes get set ablaze. They would never live past the memory of living in tents while we rebuild our homes. This is the side of war I never wanted them to see. This is the part of war no one wanted them to see, so I sat before them, telling tall tales and singing songs. I'm in the middle of the day because it's the least I can do after all I have done.The sun was reaching the highest point in the sky. The early hours of the afternoon had begun, and I looked into the forest like it had just killed my pet. It's time. I stood from where I sat and bid the children goodbye. Whimpers left their lips as they