All Chapters of The Lost Luna : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

My footfalls echo down the hallway, each step bringing me closer to Alpha Damien’s office. My breaths hitches, my hands tremble thoughts of my encounter with the stranger all a distant memory caught in a web of anxiety. The question of why he sent for me runs nonstop in my head, the thoughts sending shivers through my body every step echoing my fears the grip on dread heavy on me.Everyone knows what happens to omegas here.The stories never ending, one more dreadful than the last. Alpha Damien breaks in the female omegas before they are mated, while the Luna punishes them afterwards for laying with her mate. It doesn’t take much to know why I’ve been summoned with the mating ceremony only a few hours away.Alphas office looms ahead, brown oak doors leading to slick wooden floors beneath my feet, the inside; the dim lighting barely breaks the gloom. Suffocating darkness covers the room. The heavy oak desk sits in the center, papers scattered across it. The walls are lined with books th

The sun hangs low beneath the horizon, on our drive back to the pack house the trees stretching for hours The road stretching endlessly, flanked by towering trees that blur into a dark green haze as we speed along. My shoulders relaxing finally letting the stored up tension slip off the events of the day I had only a few minutes before I would have to go play politics with Blackwood pack.The air holds the scent of pin and lilies my mind lingering in the gardens with her.As the car approaches the gaint black gates of the pack house, I exhale, watching the looming gates glide open.We drive into the large black gates that lead into the pack house, the drive way stretching deeper into the large compound gardens and flowers lined along the sides leading up to a gigantic duplex with large oak doors. The car pulls up to the front of the house with Jason the packs Gama waiting by the entrance of the house “Alpha, we've got a problem.”Those words hit me like a punch to my gut, there was

Jacksons P.O.V "Why is she not waking up? Why can't I feel her wolf?" These thoughts circled my mind. My footsteps are the only sound in my office; every step is a ripple of the anxiety coursing through my vein. I clench my fist, tension coiling through my veins. The image of Tisha, lifeless and unmoving on my bed, gnawed at me. He somehow couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong; my hold howled, his grief grating on my nerves. She has been like this for two days. Two whole days. The pack doctor said he couldn't do anything about her situation, and that just made everything worse. Her wolf was absent, a void where the unmistakable bound should be. What was wrong with my mate? “Jackson, you need to breathe." Devon, my beta, said his voice steady yet laced with a tinge of concern. He had been by my side, trying to keep everything around me sane.Truthfully, I was grateful for him, but right now I needed him to shoot up. My mate was in there laying lifeless, and yet