Page 89 of My Only Luna

Spotting Liam and the others forced to shift back, unable to hold their wolf form with the wolfsbane gas in their lungs, I whip around. I have to get to her! I break into a run when three more wolves block my way. Anger blazes through me, and I fucking see red.

No one is taking my woman from me, not this time. I attack them in a blind rage. Even though they shift, I’m faster, sinking my teeth into the first and tearing him into several pieces, ripping limb from fucking limb before he can even shift back.

I snarl at the second, with blood and flesh dripping from my teeth. The second one launches himself onto my back and I grab hold of him, ripping him off. Through the haze of smoke, fire and blood I can see the others are locked in fights too.

I manage to rip the throat off the second one, ready to face the third one who has just bitten my leg.

“We need one alive!”Liam’s voice rings through the air, and as much as I want to kill him, Liam is right. He will lead us toScarlett.

I sink my teeth into his shoulder, injuring him enough that he is forced to shift back, and without his gas mask, the lingering wolfsbane gas makes his open wounds sizzle.

Aaron holds one of the men, ready to end him.

“Alpha, do we need someone to talk?” he asks.

Yes, keep that one alive,I shout to Aaron through the mind-link.

I look at the one in front of me; we only need one. And with that, I rip the werewolf’s head from its body. I look towards the distance; the car is long gone. If I go on foot, I might be able to get to her, but I need to think things through rationally. I might not be able to catch the car, and then I won’t have contact with anyone.

“They took Scarlett. Shit,” Liam mutters, now realising the truth.

“Fuck!” Aaron growls as Marcus looks worried.

We need to regroup, track, and head to Zidane’s pack immediately. They knew we were coming. There is no element of surprise anymore. Shifting back, I walk over to Aaron.

“I need a phone. Call Dad, tell him to inform the allied packs what’s happened, and tell them to step on it. I will contact Rafael,” I order, taking Aaron’s phone from him as Liam takes his out.

My heart races wildly, despite the calmness of my tone. My heart and mind are a tornado of emotions. Scarlett has been taken.If anything happens to her…I take a deep breath. I will not let fear engulf me. This time I will save her.

We don’t head to Rafael’spack like we initially planned. With what happened, there is no time to regroup or waste any more time; instead, we make our way straight to Zidane’s pack. Aaron is left to torture the man and get any information he can out of him. Aaron is good at that. He’ll have him talking and spilling exactly where they’ve taken Scarlett.

But we were ambushed. Something about this is screaming betrayal, but I have no proof. It means Zidane knew we were coming. But how? And even if the news somehow got to him, how did he know what car Scarlett would be in?

There is no chance it could have been from Candice because she wouldn’t have known what car we were in. Only those in our pack would have known that fact. If there is someone within my own pack who’s betrayed me, then they will pay dearly.

Questions, a hundred questions, but no answers. Blood is pumping through my veins with every passing minute. The emotions that I feel are drowning me. I’ve felt fear for her before, but whatever this is, it’s… terrifying.

What I feel for her, I’m ready to do anything for her. I want to protect her, to keep her safe from everything and I’ve lost her.

I will find out what happened and exactlyhowit happened.

We reach Zidane’s pack in record time, and although I drove dangerously fast once we were picked up, it has still been a few hours since I last saw Scarlett.

More than half the allied wolves are with us, with a quarter going around the back to close in on them, and a smaller number consisting of the best tracker wolves who are trying to follow any tracks or scents that were left behind. Although the chances are very slim of that, since they were in a car.

We park at the edge of Zidane’s territory of thick trees. Thereis no choice but to go by foot from here on out.

Rafael places a hand on my shoulder. “We’re right behind you,” he says. I’m about to reply when his brother steps out from behind him, scanning the trees.

“Thanks, but what is he doing here?” He’s only fifteen.

“He refused to stay behind.” Rafael rubs his neck with a sheepish grin. “He’ll be fine.”

“I don’t think he should be here. We need to shift,” I say, we will be a lot faster in wolf form. Alejandro glances at me, his lip curling slightly in a humourless smirk.

“So what? I can keep up,” he says.

I highly doubt that, but I’m too worried about Scarlett to argue with a kid right now. Rafael looks at his brother, then at me, and simply nods.

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