All Chapters of His Fanged Luna: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Emma.The first thing I noticed was the blinding whiteness. Bright lights stabbed at my eyes, making them water as I blinked against the harsh glare of the florescent. My body felt like it weighed a thousand pounds, each limb aching and unresponsive. I tried to lift my arms and I couldn't, I winced at the sudden sharp pain that ran through my neck. “Ouch," I hissed and blinked away the tears that almost fell. Slowly, the sterile scent of antiseptics and faint floral soap crept into my awareness. Where am I? I turned my head, my neck protesting with the movement. The room around me came into focus slowly. I could see white walls, a small window with curtains drawn, and a single chair by the bed. Machines beeped steadily beside me as I looked around. The second of the machine was about the only noise in the room apart from my breathing. I tried to sit up, but the moment I moved, a sharp pain shot through my ankle, making me gasp again. My fingers instinctively reached for it,

Emma.The moment the man set me down on the chair, I couldn’t stop shaking. My entire body trembled, soaked to the bone from the lake’s icy water. He crouched before me, his piercing green eyes filled with concern and a liftie bit of curiosity. “Are you okay?” He asked with a firm voice. I nodded, though my body betrayed the lie as another shiver wracked through me. Without a word, he stood and barked an order to the guard behind him. “Get a blanket, now." I was still shaking and trying to squeeze into my own heat. Moments later, the guard hurried back with a thick blanket. The golden haired man took it from them and draped it over my shoulders. The warmth was immediate, though it did little to calm my nerves. The man stepped back, his tall frame towering over me. His blonde hair was even more striking and though he’d just transformed from a massive golden wolf into human form, his movements were still as intimidating and graceful. “Who are you?” he asked, his voice was comm

Derek.The sight of Emma standing there, naked and startled, with water dripping down her shoulders, was enough to root me in place. The basin was too small for her frame. I could see every inch of her no matter how much she tried to fold into herself. She crossed an arm over her chest, cheeks flushing a deep crimson as she tried to shield herself. Alpha," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "What... what are you doing here?" I snapped out of my stupor and cleared my throat as I bent down to retrieve the dagger. "I knocked. Twice. You didn’t answer." My voice came out more hoarse han I intended, but I couldn’t help it. Was I pissed off at her or was my husky voice a sign of something else entirely? I couldn't dwell on that. She averted her eyes, reaching for a towel on the stool beside her. "I didn’t hear you," She trailed off, pulling the towel around herself hastily. "Why are you bathing in here?" I asked, gesturing to the cramped basin. The question sounded s

Emma.I stayed behind the pillar, barely breathing as Tristan and Regina exchanged pleasantries with Derek. My eyes wasn't playing tricks on me. Tristan was really there and Regina was right beside him. Regina. What did she want with Tristan? Did they know each other? Did she have something to do with Roger's death? Most likely. Tristan’s presence alone was enough to unsettle me, but Regina's fake smile made it even worse. I shifted slightly to get a better view, my fingers gripping the cool stone of the pillar for support.For a second, his eyes darted in my direction and it narrowed. Had he seen me? My heart thundered as I quickly stepped back behind the house and fled the lakeside, hurrying into my room. The rest of the day became a game of avoidance. Every creak of a door, every approaching footstep sent waves of anxiety through me. I practically stayed in my room, avoiding any room I thought Tristan or Regina might enter. I was still in my room, a little too absorbed

Emma.Cathy sprang to her feet, looking at me guiltily. I started, transfixed. Cathy. Cathy poisoned me. “You," I caught myself saying before I could stop myself. “What? Emma, how could you say something like that?" Her face went pale, her hands trembling slightly as she held them up in surrender. “Why would you?” I started, but my voice broke. Cathy had been my only friend in the whole pack. She was my stronghold. Why would she poison me? Why would she want me dead? Was she trying to save her pack from me? Did she think I was a spy? Words failed me. I looked at Cathy and tears poured down my face freely. “Wait,” Derek stepped between us. His voice was calm. “Cathy, did you give her the tea?” “Yes, but—” Cathy stammered, shaking her head. “I didn’t know! I swear, I didn’t know anything was wrong with it. I just made it the way I always do!” “Nightshade doesn’t accidentally end up in a cup of latte,” Derek said, his tone hardening.“I didn’t do anything!” Cathy cried out