My Stubborn Luna

I gasped for breath in the early morning air. It was the same thing ev

th of m

nightstand and took a drink to quench my throat. The early mornin

droom door. The sound of the pack rising and bustling around downstair

ng hall made my stomach grumble. Snagging the clothes I laid out for mys

day. Bright blue eyes and chestnut-colored hair. It was a co

equested I meet him this morning for breakfast in his office, w

ur local university last week, per his request, and I was sure he wanted t

ers. They only fought if our pack was ambushed, which was how my mother di

et her dropping her spatula and her blue gaze turning toward mine. Sh

from me. I stayed there for hours, too afraid to walk outside an

new. I knew by the shaking of his body, and the smell of his sorrow that

would be amongst the wolves that avenged our pack. No matter what. And when my father

s. He promised I would have a chance to tr

finished my shower, got dressed, and walke

cked, but I knoc

me

nt hit me square in the chest. "Good morning,"

d. His salt-n-pepper hair was disheveled which

, grabbing a chair and dra

plate. "I know you don't like coffee. I had

ninety-eight degrees to

was off, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I sipped the go

hat did you want

plans today?" he asked. "Have you heard f

y question. Something w

d, placing my silverware down.

answer it. He walked over, and I instantly noticed Keith, Dad's Beta, at

need to speak with Wil

s,

is head on his walk back to his d

and close

re anxious as the seconds pas

g down as al

out of reach. Why would he step down so suddenly? Right w

t we were going to train together. What about you bendi

er's death was hard on you. It's been hard on me. Until the last couple of years, I've searched for the rogue pack that attacked us that night. It's worn me dow

to move, but I couldn't make out the words. He didn't want me to become a warrior? I'd sn

t? For

Mom's killer? No one had been looking for over tw

a warrior. I have to protect the pack if we're attacked. Yo

happen to you. What happened to your mother was an act of god. It was a one-in-a-million thing. If you a

he do this to me? "I can do it," I said, nodding, meeting his desperate gaze. "I can learn to fight. I've been working with Derrick for ye

ng, strong alpha that I think will be good for our pack. He's a warrior. He's fought in many wars. He is a good replaceme

sinking into my veins. "You know that. You know it's against the

s out. "I dream of mother's death almost every night. I'm reminded that I let her die bec

er's heavy footsteps thumped in my m

are in between my legs. I knew that

omed someone. The someone who would seal my fate. He

as gorgeous. Tall. Handsome. Dirty-blond hair and a smooth, strong jaw. His fingers were t

wolf's pleading to run to him, I didn't. I couldn't. My pride wouldn't allow it. I walked