All Chapters of The Witch Luna: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

  It was four in the morning when the alarm bell rang, waking the entire pack. The alarm bell rang only once in Nathan’s lifetime; he was five years old then. He didn’t even remember anything; his father had only told him the story when he was fifteen.  Twenty-five years ago, there was a threat of war from the Shadow Pack, and an intelligence report made his father and his officials believe that a war had been declared against them. The officials rang the bell to alert the pack. Every pack member knew the drill when the alarm sounded. The children and elders were sent to the basement of the Pack company along with the omegas. Those who can fight must fight alongside warriors and pack officials, except that it was a false alarm. There was no threat. There was no war. But this is a different c

 [Agatha’s POV]  “What do you mean they were missing?” I yelled. I could feel my hair lifting in the air as electricity sparked from my fingertips. I could feel my jaw locked as my eyes burned with the desire to destroy everything they saw.  My throat thickened as if I swallowed something that blocked my air pipe, gagging, gasping for air.  Nathan stood in silence with his gaze fixed on mine, stunned by my sudden reaction to his words. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed the embarrassment of losing grip on our common enemies. He took deep breaths, perhaps in an attempt to calm himself.  

 [Agatha’s POV]  I was nervous. Somehow, I had conflicting thoughts about Bastien’s question about whether I had said yes to the dinner date. Does he mean date date? Or just a regular dinner date? Should I ask him? Argh!  My legs are still trembling. I have never been intimate with Nathan, but my attraction toward him is as much as my attraction toward Bastien. He can’t blame me, though, if I was a little distant from him. I still have doubts about him until now. He was a dominant alpha, but his actions were conflicting. I still recall how affectionate he was a few hours before he threw us to the dungeon. What if this intimacy is just one of his ploys? Will I keep falling victim to his games?    

 [Third POV] On the outskirts of River Bed Pack lies an abandoned cottage, but now it was buzzing with activity. Eight cloaked men sat in the living room with Baltazar and Eon. The cottage had four rooms: one shared by Elaine and Laura, another for Agatha, and the rest trying to fit in the remaining two.  “Baltazar, when will you cure Laura? You promised me you will gather the men to reverse the curse,” Elaine asked Baltazar reluctantly, trying not to offend him.  Baltazar just rolled his eyes on Elaine without responding. Just then, Agatha stepped out of her room.  “Ahh, little witch,” Baltazar blurted, sarcasm thick in his tone. He was about to say something else

 [Agatha’s POV] It has been one week since I  arrived. The doctors said Bastien has been showing signs of waking up. I spent my days at the hospital talking to Bastien. I told him I was pregnant, although I hadn’t actually taken a pregnancy test.  Luna, or, as she wanted me to call her, Mom, has been pampering me all week. She has sent me fresh fruits and food supplements, and she has assigned me an omega to cater to my every need. I didn’t grow up with a silver spoon. I never needed anyone to assist me, but the last thing I want right now is to offend the very people who treat me like they birthed me. It was a peaceful week, but I know this is temporary. I need to face Baltazar one day.  The driver Alpha, or Dad, assigned to me