All Chapters of Abandoned Luna Heiress: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Lauren’s POVAlpha King left, but as promised, his guards remained at the chamber’s door, blocking us from entering or exiting. The heat season’s physiological effects gradually clouded my mind, fogging up my thoughts like a thick mist. Instinctively, I clung to Adam, afraid to let him go and hoping desperately for someone to save me, to put me out of my misery and take me from this place. I felt trapped, like the weight of a hundred stones lay on top of me. My brain raced, but my body was unable to move, oppressed by the pain emulating from my stomach. Adam kissed my sweaty forehead, trying to console me. “My little wolf, I am so sorry. This is all my fault. I should never have brought you here in the first place,” but I was too delirious to recognize what he was saying, “I didn’t protect you well enough.” I felt myself being laid down on the bed and a pair of cool hands brushing my cheek, easing some of the heat that warped my entire body. But soon, the hands withdrew, and I c

Lauren’s POVAdam bared his fierce fangs, which glistened like polished metal, ready to tear Dean’s throat out. He must have followed us here, and I was left wondering how much of my and Dean’s conversation he had heard. But that’s irrelevant now, anyway. The main thing is that he’s here! The tension in the cave was electric, and you could cut it with a razor-sharp knife. But I was not going to let either brother destroy the other. That already led to enough destruction the last time. Stepping forward, I placed a hand on Adam’s thick arm, well, in this case, Eric. His coat was warm beneath my skin, and I could feel his rushing anger in the heat of his blood. “Stop, Adam. He didn’t hurt me, and he wouldn’t. No matter what you heard, I know Dean wouldn’t do that,” I assured Adam, trying as best as I could to avoid any conflict between the two. “But if you kill Dean, the Alpha King won’t let you get away with it.” “I don’t care!” Adam bellowed in defiance. His fury was palpable, bu

Lauren’s POVBut the fight wasn’t over, at least, not mine. Out of the dust, Alpha King appeared, laughing wildly like a possessed hyena. “Weakness. Your bloodline is tainted with weakness, child. You are no fit for my line of power. I only produce the strongest werewolves. This is all very clear to me. Not even Jed could save himself,” he howled viciously, sniggering at me as he spoke. The Alpha King edged closer and closer, and I noticed he hadn’t retracted his claws. I knew enough to know what this signaled, and he was getting ready for one last final kill. Even after regaining my strength, I was still no match for the Alpha King. Alice was strong, but it was the first time we fought together in battle, plus, Hanson was Alpha — his strength was unparalleled for a young wolf like myself, no matter my bloodline. Throughout all of the chaos, Adam and Dean never failed to take their eyes off me and were never far from sight. They had been standing behind me the entire time. But Al

Lauren’s POVMother’s funeral was my final goodbye. As is custom for fallen heroes, her right into the afterlife was held in the exact spot in which she took her last breath. Adam and Dean had helped me dig a hole where her body was to be buried. Word was sent to the Crimson Moon Tribe, who had immediately retracted back to their camp soon after Jed was killed during the battle. My mother was a woman of honor, despite her shortcomings with Father, and she deserved a proper Rite of Death. I waited until tribes folk from the Crimson Moon Tribe were here to begin. White magnolias — her favorite — were laid around her body, and I covered in her a thick fox’s coat. One by one, packmates, friends, and allies smeared a small drop of blood onto Mother. Sending her off into her final passage of the afterlife, the head healer of the Crimson Moon Tribe knelt back on his haunches and took a final howl at the moon, long and loud, so that even the birds in nearby trees fluttered away, the leaves

Lauren’s POVComplete and utter joy washed over Adam, and it seemed that he could hardly believe it himself. “I love you, too, Lauren!” He eagerly asked me if I could stay, expressing his willingness to protect me and my people.“We could merge,” he offered, “we could become one, and in that way, I can protect both Packs and you always!” He delighted. “You know that’s not possible, Adam. Think of the people. Who would move over to who’s turf? We need to have the people’s best interests at heart, not our own. We want to be different from our parents; pave our own way. Not put our own interests at heart, but do what is best for the Tribe…” I rebutted. It’s not what Adam wanted to hear, but deep down, he knew I was right. Adam was a kind and just leader. The heat of the moment had caught him, but he knew the reality of our situation. We had already come to an agreement with the best of an outcome for both Tribes as possible. “Furthermore, you know better than anyone that returning h