All Chapters of Becoming The Luna: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Christina’s PovHe dragged me somewhere that seemed like a gathering spot, like a square, and he dumped me on the ground like a piece of rag; I stayed on the floor, confused about why he wanted to take my life. People started to gather out of curiosity. I was doomed, surrounded by other humans or, should I say, wolves. I was still taking in that they existed, and I might also be one of them. No one had explained to me why we were being pursued in the first place, and now my life was about to be taken from me. I do not know the reason or have a say; the least I could do was ask why. Surprisingly, people were eager to see my execution; they all gathered around like their favorite show was playing and they were called to watch it."Why do you want to kill me? Why are you doing this?" I asked, my voice trembling in fear. Xavier chuckled at my question with no remorse before responding. You could tell he was nothing but a psychopath who enjoyed torturing People. How was he the leader of t

CHRISTINA'S POVThe whole market square turned upside down as Alpha Xavier gave his command to his guards."I want every one of them dead," he yelled, referring to Becca, Melissa, and me. I let out a gasp without realizing it. His guards launched towards us at full speed, their expression deadly as they held onto their swords. I held onto Melissa's arms almost digging my nails into her flesh, while fidgeting with my feet as I was freaking out, was this going to be the end?Becca on the other hand had swiftlets launched an attack and defense towards the guards, she picked her duo sword from the ground and swayed her sword into the heart of the closest guard. She was brutal, taking the lives of the guards while trying to protect both herself and me, my admiration for her grew with every second, she was my sister after all. The guards swam towards her outnumbering her and before we knew it one of the guards swiped his claws across her belly. She yelped in pain.“Becca!" I tried running t

CHAPTER 16MARCEL'S POVRiver Bay Pack. I gazed at the huge welcome sign board in the distance. My eyes remained expressionless as the car zoomed past. Half an hour ago, I received a call from the Alpha. My omega is supposed to be here. My fingers tightened on the wheel. Over the past years, I had to endure a series of fake leads. To the extent that now, somehow I didn't feel the thrill of a victory near. For all I know, it could be another fake lead, another desperate attempt for attention.But then why was my heart beating in anticipation? I forced the thought out of my head and focused on the road. That's when I noticed the unusual absence of people. The guards in the back seat grunted like they noticed the same thing. And just as I was about to think deeper into it, we arrived at the packed square. Just as my car pulled up, two guards began walking towards us.I opened the door of the car and stepped down, scanning the surroundings. I saw lifeless bodies that lined in place, a hug

Christina's povThe words hung in the air, sharp and unyielding. Marcel's voice was calm, but his eyes blazed with the promise of destruction if I refused.I turned my head sharply, breaking his hold on me, and I looked at Melissa and Becca, remembering all that they had done for me so far. They didn't even know me properly—in fact, they probably had reason to hate me since I was their half-sister—but so far, all they had done was protect me.Now he was threatening me with their deaths. My death I could deal with; after all, a life with him wouldn't be much of a life at all. But I couldn't let them die, not after all they had done for me.It felt as though he had threatened me with Peter. I was unable to save him, but maybe I could save them.Becca had her eyes shut, her face ash-white with pain as she struggled against the guard holding her. He was hurting her, I could tell, but he did not care. If he was ordered to kill her, he would not hesitate.Melissa was glaring at both Marcel

Marcel's povThe drive to the Black Moon Pack was long and silent, but I didn't mind. I wouldn't have had it any other way; after all, what was there for me and the lady beside me to talk about?Christina was her name—a weird name for a werewolf, but who was I to judge? She was shifted as far from me as she could, squeezing herself against the door like she couldn't stand being in my presence, and yet I knew she felt the electricity sizzling between us.This would certainly be a fun adventure with her. I would love to watch her fight her attraction to me and know that, in the end, she would bend to my will. Everyone always did.I took the last bend, the gates of our pack house looming before us—tall and imposing against the backdrop of the setting sun. That was how long it took to get here.A glance in my side-view mirror as I sent a mind link to whoever was guarding the gates to open it. The other car was right behind me; there had been no incident so far. Her sisters were wise enoug