All Chapters of The Lost Lycan Queen: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Cole’s POV His beta’s voice rang in his mind, “Restless Moon Pack, we are on high alert. I need all available nurses, doctors, and medics to the hospital or to the SouthWest border. Warriors to your stations for Code Red. Everyone else is to stay in their homes with doors barred until further notice.” “Stay here,” Cole ordered Sam harshly, his jaw clicking as he ran out of the room, shedding his clothes on the way. Why the fuck was Luka the one who gave those orders. His mind worked quickly. He’d feel it if Garrett was dead, so that couldn’t be it. “Luka what the fuck is going on,” he mindlinked whilst leaving the building, immediately shifting into his golden wolf. He didn’t wait for an answer as he raced into the trees, and he growled as Luka didn’t respond immediately. Finally, “we were ambushed, Cole. On our way back. They got Garrett with some damn wolfsbane in a needle before we even knew they were there. We have a prisoner, and the rest we killed, but we’ve got wounded.”

Cole’s POV Several long hours later, Cole trudged his way into Cassia’s room. He’d fought the urge to run to her sooner, but his mother had informed him she was sleeping, so he’d taken his time showering. When he reached the room, he knocked lightly on the door, whispering “it’s Cole,” before quietly entering. Sam and Samuel both stood, tense, as he entered, and immediately relaxed as the dim light from the floor lamp by the door illuminated his haggard face. Cynthia stood and rushed to him, flinging her arms around him. He embraced her eagerly, and for a moment, he felt like a child again, even though he was now so much larger than her. He felt her tears hit his skin and held her tighter. She’d probably put on a brave face until then. “Shh,” he murmured, stroking her hair. “Garrett?” “He’s fine, Momma. Dad’s just come off a watch shift. Go to bed, and you can see Garrett in the morning. He has a nasty cut on his neck, and he needs to sleep off the wolfsbane concoction, but

Cole’s POVCassia may have been steadier on her feet, but Cole made sure she was holding onto him at least, as they made their way down to the pack house kitchen. Sam sat at the kitchen table, smirking into his coffee mug and shooting knowing glances at the pair. “Knock it off,” Cole mindlinked him. Sam had snuck out of the room when he heard the two whispering, and Cole was fairly certain Cassia had missed it. “Did you have a pleasant morning?” Sam mindlinked back, his lips twitching. Cole growled. “Oh don’t worry, I wouldn’t embarrass her. You, on the other hand…” Cole ignored him and helped Cassia into a seat at the table before checking in with the kitchen staff on what she was allowed to have for breakfast. Forty-five minutes later, the three of them piled into Cole’s jeep and made their way to the pack hospital, Cole buckling Cassia into the passenger seat, and Sam ignoring his seatbelt and firmly planting himself in the back middle, leaning his elbows on the console and

Cassia’s POV As they walked into the long room where all the women were being looked after, Cassia’s breath hitched in her throat, and she reached back and grabbed Cole’s hand. She felt Garrett lean close on her other side, his breath tickling her ear. “Don’t worry, love. They’re going to be very happy to see you.” The room was long, with several beds on three sides, thin curtains hung around them to create a small amount of privacy when needed. Several couches and plush chairs stood out oddly in the center of the room, having been brought in to make the women feel more at home. Dr. Blake had told them that they’d been put in here together because they felt safer, even though there were plenty of private rooms available. This room was only used in times of war, as an overflow. Only the woman who was in critical condition was kept separate. Their group only stood at the door for a moment before one of the women looked over at them, fear in her eyes turning quite suddenly int

Garrett’s POV My heart swells with pride as my little mate promises our support to the women she’d been held captive with. I squeeze her shoulder and notice Cole doing the same. She must be feeling safe here, beginning to trust us. And already stepping into her natural role. Thank the goddess she was only there for three days.“Three days too long,” my wolf grumbles. “I know,” I respond. “But look at these women… every single one of them was there longer than her. Brianna is terrified of her mate. Doesn’t even want him in the same room - and they didn’t even mark her or -”My wolf’s internal snarl stops me from going any further. I clench my jaw, looking back down at Cassia. She’s so much more at ease than she was when I left, and I wonder if it’s the time she’s spent with Cole - my wolf grumbles about my needing to play hero, and I chuckle inwardly - or just that she’s starting to feel safe or being around these women… But they seem more at ease, too, now that she’s with them,