Alpha King’s Lost Luna by Aubrey Pepper novel Chapter 10

Chapter 10 Savior

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“Finnick!” I cried.

“Mommy!” Finnick shouted back through tears. “Mommy, help me!”

I shined the flashlight over the rocks and coordinated a small path. I could get a better look at the situation if I shifted a little around them.

“Hold on, baby,” I pleaded. “Mommy is going to help. Just keep breathing.”

“Okay,” Finnick whimpered, and the sound tugged at my heartstrings.

I followed the beams of light and made my way down over the rocks. It was a little difficult to navigate, but I had to save my son.

When I reached the bottom, I shined the flashlight around me to get my -bearings, and when I did, I realized we were at the entrance of a small cave. Somehow, Finnick had managed to stamp on it and get caught in between rocks.

“Keep breathing, Finnick,” I urged him as he wiggled and writhed. “I think I can get you out.”

I carefully climbed back up to the top of the rocks and over to Finnick. Even in the dark, I could see his cheeks were soaked from his tears. His lower lip trembled, and for the first time in a while, he was truly upset, not that I could blame him. I was on the verge of tears myself, but I needed to stay strong. I couldn’t break down, not

now.

“I’m going to try to pull you out,” I warned him. “Can you give me your arms?”

“O-okay,” Finnick stammered, and he held his arms out in front of him. I carefully grabbed onto them and after I steadied my stance to make sure I was stable, I tugged. Finnick whimpered, and when I tried again to pull him out, he cried out.

“Owww,” he whimpered. He was caught and most likely injured. My head spun a little bit as the guilt began to set in. If only I had held onto Finnick’s hand, perhaps. he wouldn’t be in this position.

Suddenly, a strange growl interrupted us, and I jumped in surprise.

“Mommy!” Finnick screamed. The growl had come from behind us. My entire b*dy shook as I turned around and pointed my flashlight in the direction of the sound, and then my eyes widened in horror.

It was a bear.

The beast’s eyes flashed green and it growled again as it shifted a little from the light beam. This time, the sound was louder, and I caught a glimpse of the

animal’s teeth as is widened its mouth.

We were in trouble.

I carefully moved in front of Finnick, facing the bear. My b*dy continued to shake in fear, but I couldn’t let anything happen to my son.

“Shh,” I whispered to him. “Stay quiet.”

The bear watched me move and narrowed its eyes. It growled again and took a small step forward, and then one to the side.

I was surprised it hadn’t attacked us yet. Perhaps it wasn’t hungry, and we were just trespa*sers in its territory.

I

As the bear considered its actions, I slowly reached into my pocket and pulled

out my knife.

When I was a young girl, I’d heard stories of werewolves fighting bears during their hunts in graphic detail. The stories would involve a lot of blood, tearing of limbs, and then the heads of their kills being shown off to Pack members as trophies. I’d never seen a bear head for myself, but I knew there was likely some truth to the tales. Of course, I couldn’t shift anymore.