And even if I had, at least it wouldn’t have been as terrible as what could have happened at the Gala tonight.
I rubbed at my temples carefully. The residual effects of the drugs had given me a splitting headache.
Are you okay? My wolf asked, concerned.
I will be. The effects are mostly gone, I just feel worn out. I told him. Thank you for taking over when you did.
Of course, he growled in my mind, but it would have been much worse without her.
I agreed with him. It was only due to Avery’s quick thinking that I had been able to shake off the effects as quickly as I had. The herbal remedy had stalled the progression of the toxin long enough that my demonblood hadn’t been able to fully activate.
I shuddered to think what would have happened if she hadn’t been there.
The last thing I remembered as a human had been dancing with her. The way she looked in her gala gown had been exquisite. I truly had found myself speechless, trying to figure out what to say to her on the dance floor.
Maybe it had been the first effects of the toxins emitted by the angelica flowers, but waltzing with her across the ballroom had felt like floating on a cloud.
She had felt perfect in my arms, graceful despite clearly being unused to dancing. Her eyes had been huge and sparkling in the fairy lights that had wreathed the ceremony hall.
The tragedy that could have occurred wracked me to the core. I had realized something was wrong when I’d felt my bond with my wolf weakening. I had felt that feeling before… I knew I had to get out of there, away from the crowd of my pack, before the berserker’s rage hit.
The rest of my memories were seen through the eyes of my wolf. While normally I was linked with him on a soul -level, due to the effects of the toxin these memories were seen at more of a distance. He had truly been without me for that time, and both of us felt horrified at the sensation.
I don’t ever want to feel that way again, he said with sorrow.
Me neither. I agreed, sending him affection in my mind, We will make sure it can’t happen again.
But what if it had? And what if I’d hurt Avery?
I would have had to watch, helplessly, as my wolf attacked and killed the only family I had left.
Whoever had done this would pay.
It made me want to sweep Avery into my arms and hold her tight. My instinct to protect my pack was always there, as Alpha, but this was stronger. I wanted to protect her in a way I hadn’t felt for anyone before.
Why was that? I knew she wasn’t my mate.
Maybe she is important regardless, My wolf suggested. She is already a good Luna, and once you are married, she will be even better.
What does that mean? I asked, but he maintained a smug silence.
Still… He was right. She had handled the tension of the accusations thrown at her in the ceremony hall with grace.
I had been impressed. At first I had considered that she might have been the one to betray me.
I didn’t believe, now, that she was anything more than innocent in this.
She had admitted she had secrets.
Well, so did I.
The question was, could we find a way to trust each other, despite our pasts.
“You seem to be in a better mood,” Tegan commented, placing a fresh stack of papers in front of me as I finished the first.
“Do I?” I grumbled.
“You do.” He asserted, “Could it be because of the new Luna?”
I fixed him with a stare, and he shrugged, “It just seems like you’re somehow more linked than before. More in sync, emotionally.”
Could that be true? Was I happier with Avery around? I pondered the idea.
“Urgent message for the Alpha!” a messenger appeared in the doorway and handed Tegan an envelope. He opened it and scanned the text.
“The captured prisoners have revealed vital information during interrogation.” he looked at me triumphantly, We finally know what they were looking for when they kidnapped our Luna.
Gideon’s POV
A rainstorm was rolling in as I marched across the village to our holding cell once more. I pulled up the collar on my coat and squinted into the night rain.
If Tegan’s intel was correct…
I needed to hear it from the prisoners themselves.
They were somewhat shabbier than when I had seen them last. The interrogations over the last few days had left them exhausted, with dark circles under their eyes.
I could tell from their dull expressions that they expected us to kill them.
I suppose most Alphas would.
I stepped forward and addressed the warrior who had overseen their confessions.
“Report.”
“Alpha,” The warrior, whose name was Quinn, nodded her head and began, “The rogue wolves have revealed the instructions they were given initially.”
She held out a notepad to me, covered in scribbled notes, but three words were written at the bottom in thick ink and circled repeatedly.
I read them out loud, “Moon Goddess Heir?”
“Yes, Alpha.” Quinn verified. “They claim that they were told to look for a girl, approximately aged 19, worth immense value due to her bloodline.”
So that was why they had been kidnapping women and girls. They had been looking for a girl carrying the legendary moon goddess lineage.
“Isn’t that a myth, nothing more than a legend?” I asked. There were many stories in werewolf culture ab the Moon Goddess, the ancestral deity of werewolves according to lore.
Like most wolves, I saw those stories as nothing more than fairytales. The Moon Goddess was a figure that mothers prayed to for protection for their children, but nothing more.
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