Page 8 of Unbelievable Faith
Dark lashes fluttered again when his growl tore through the small space and this time, her lids parted, revealing deep, chocolate brown eyes that made something painful squeeze like a trap around his heart. Her lips moved but no words came out. Nothing but a squeak. She seemed to realize that she couldn’t speak then and he felt her begin to panic before she even began tosquirm.
“Easy. Easy.” He hushed her with soft tones, “It’s okay. You’re not in any danger anymore. I’m not going to let anyone hurt you. I promise.” He brushed her hair back again and met her eyes, “Nobody is going to hurt you everagain.”
Her lashes fluttered slightly, her eyes rolling back, but she fought. He saw it. Felt it. His mate was stronger than he’d first realized because she fought back from unconsciousness and licked her lips. She shook herhead.
“M-my… sisters.” Her voice was less than a croak, barely a whisper, and his heart broke as she swallowed hard and tried again, “No-Nova? Maya?Safe?”
Recognition sank in at her words and he realized he wasn’t just holding a Crescent female in his arms. His mate wasn’t just a mistreated wolf. She was a DeLuca. She was Leo’s sister. His oldest sister, his twin sister and littermate, and Michael knew hername.
Luna. His mate was named Luna. Luna DeLuca was a princess in the Crescent pack, but in the Moirae pack, she would be hisQueen.
“You’re safe, baby.” His own voice felt hoarse with emotions he hadn’t expected from the bond, “You’re safe and they’re safe and I’m going to get you all out ofhere.”
“They’re… all… I have left.” She struggled to say and he shook his head instantly, holding her tighter despite the voice in the back of his head that said to watch herwounds.
“No. They’re not. Not anymore. You have menow.”
“Is this…” Her eyes flickered over his face, glassy and unfocused, “Adream?”
Michael swallowed hard, “No, honey. It’s not a dream. I’m here. I’ve gotyou.”
Luna made a small sound. A hum of recognition perhaps? And she softened in his arms, relaxing into his touch, letting him hold her. Michael gripped her tighter as her lashes fluttered downagain.
“No. No. Luna, baby, stay with me. I’m here but you’ve gotta stay with me.” He shook her slightly, “You have to heal okay? Jesus, Luna? Why aren’t youhealing?”
His throat felt tight with worry when she didn’t respond and he resisted the urge to shake her again. Resisted the urge to growl. He just barely resisted the urge to use his Alpha voice to get the responses he wanted out of her, to force her to wake up and talk to him, because he couldn’t be sure that wouldn’t do more damage than leaving her this way fornow.
The bond was there, weak as it might be. She would heal even if he had to force every ounce of his own power through that tiny string of a connection. But he couldn’t do it here. He had to get her out of here. Get her somewhere safe. Moirae land. Pack land. He needed to get herhome.
“Just hold on, Luna. Hold on for me. We’re goinghome.”
