I instantly know that this isn’t just my wolf but an ancestor. She chose me. But why?
“Of course, I chose you, Alora. You are powerful. You just hadn’t realized just how powerful you can be. But don’t worry, I’m here now to guide you every step of the way.”
I feel comfort in her words, and I know without a doubt they’re true. Luna is the part of me that I always felt was missing, but she’s here now.
“Does my mama know?”
It would hurt me tremendously if my mama kept something like this a secret. Not only do Werewolves exist, but we have them in our family. How could she not tell me?
“Your mother doesn’t know. I was a secret that was kept.”
I am relieved by the answer. But there is another question that causes my heart rate to speed up and panic start to rise.
“Luna, why are you here before my first full moon?”
“Like I said, you are a powerful being. Our Alpha found you, and he called to me. All I needed was the mate bite to awaken.”
“I went into heat. Am I pregnant?” I question, feeling the quivers of nerves rise up in my belly.
I know we are connected for life, but I don’t know if I’m ready to be a mom. It wasn’t something that was even on my radar. What if I suck at it? What if my introverted ways are stifling to my new mate? What if we’re only compatible sexually and nowhere else? What if…
“Calm down. You worry for nothing, and no, you are not pregnant yet. My awakening caused your heat. You will return to normal until it is time for your actual heat. I will be your guide through all things to come, and there will be a lot.”
Before I can ask what she means by that, I hear someone calling my name. It sounds like it’s coming from inside a tunnel, yet I instantly know it’s a worried Craig.
My eyes slowly open, but I instantly know something is wrong. I sit up, disoriented. My entire body is sore, and my throat is raw from yelling and other vigorous activities with my mate.
“What’s wrong?”
“There’s a threat on our land. I don’t know who it is, but nobody comes on our land without permission. It’s against our laws,”Craig gruffly replies.
When I look down, I notice his hands are huge ass claws and they are scary as fuck. I go to hop out of bed, but my knees give out, and I stumble.Well, that was embarrassing.
“No embarrassed. Protect mate,”Alpha’s voice pops into my head, and I smile, my fear subsiding.
Craig visibly takes a deep breath, and his hands are back to normal, but his eyes glow an eerie yellow. Whatever is happening, Alpha is on high alert.
“Come with me. I need to get you to the safe room.” Craig gathers me up in his arm like I’m a helpless maiden. I almost start to swoon, but then I remember that once again, he is whisking me out of the room, butt ass naked.
“Hold on, I need clothes!” I yell, squirming to get out of his stronghold.
“No, we don’t have time for that. We live differently from humans, darlin’. Nobody will bat a lash at you being naked. Even with such a great ass,” Craig says, striding toward the door.
“Please. I-I’m uncomfortable.” I know it’s urgent to get me to safety, but there’s no way I can leave this room in all of my naked glory. Absolutely not!
“Fine, take my shirt.” Craig stops, puts me down, and rips his shirt over his head and onto my body in one smooth motion. Before I can even blink, I’m back in his arms and wrapped in his shirt as he hustles down the stairs.
When we get to the main room, there are about twenty men pacing around. I can smell the testosterone in the air. It’s like I just walked into a locker room after a championship game. Emotions are high, and it feels like electricity is flowing through my body. My senses are overwhelmed, and I have to squeeze my eyes shut to turn off the chaos inside of my head.
“There’s someone on the perimeter of the land. We don’t have a count on how many,” a man with long reddish brown hair says.
“Luna.” The man bows at me, and I blush with a nod.
I don’t know why I’m blushing. It’s an automatic response to all the fine-ass men in the room. They are all in various stages of undress, and every single one of them looks like they could model for the country boy edition of GQ.
“Gotdamn!”
“Easy mate, don’t get anybody killed tonight.”Craig looks at me with a raised brow, and I grimace and duck my head.
