Page 2 of Moon Cursed
“She should be right here,” Shadow growled. If I hadn’t been able to access my wolf’s acute hearing, I might not have discerned his words at all.
Dash, the Soldier Alpha who had brought this blight upon us, snarled. His wolf’s teeth were still out, but I expected primal brutality from a brute soldier. He wasn’t like my best friend Vern who was a warrior, not a soldier.
Dash paced in front of the place where I sensed the magic was the strongest. It concerned me that I hadn’t felt this before, on my own lands, no less.
But our connection to the human had done something to me.
To all of us.
I had to admit that my senses were heightened, but I would use that against her.
“Here,” Dash agreed, sniffing at the spot as he crouched.
Another hit of her scent wrapped around me, going straight to my cock.
“She’s shifting,” Vern said. His vibrant green eyes held wonder when there should have been disgust. “She’s… going into heat.”
The last statement came out with husky excitement.
“Then we should leave,” I surmised.
Even I wouldn’t be able to keep my wolf down if we came upon our rejected mate in a full blown heat cycle.
“No,” Vern replied without hesitation. The gold rim around his irises blazed with magic.
His acceptance of the human gave him magic. He was on the same side as his wolf and that gave him an edge.
Which was why I needed the other alphas to see reason and make him come around.
“We rejected her for a reason,” I snarled.
Shadow watched us with dark eyes. Calculating. Observing.
He had rejected her, but I wasn’t sure where he stood now that we had passed the High Moon.
His nostrils flared again, the only part of his body that seemed to move as her scent permeated the air.
Vern didn’t flinch. “Perhaps that reason was one made out of fear. As a Mystic, I would have thought you had more faith in your Goddess than that.”
As my best friend who’d known me as a pup, Vern knew me well.
I was the most loyal to our Goddess. I’d remained pure, waiting for the mate that she would bless me with so that I could honor her under the High Moon.
This was not how I had imagined my ascension as alpha.
Everything about this was wrong.
“It is because of my faith that I will keep a level head,” I snarled in return, approaching him until our noses touched.
I meant to intimidate him, and even though I had a few inches on him in height, he was still a Warrior.
And now he was an alpha.
Something that he had never prepared for. There had been two older brothers in his familial pack that had been in line for the role.
The massacre had changed that.
An enemy was out there and this little distraction needed to be dealt with.
