Alpha's Regret-My Luna Has A Son novel Chapter 73

Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son Chapter 73

Everly POV

Finally, everything was back in order, and I decided that I couldn’t put it off any longer. Since Valarian was with his father for a few more hours. I decided I would go out to the reserve and shift. After everything with the forsaken and the missing rogues, I had been putting it off because I promised I would take Valarian with me next time. Yet, as much as I wanted to keep that promise, it wasn’t a promise I could keep without putting him at risk. However, it had been ages since I shifted, and I was also nervous about what I knew would be an excruciating transformation.

Going through the gate, I pulled my small backpack off my shoulder before glancing around nervously. This place was too quiet today, far too quiet, and it set my sense on edge, yet I was already here, and I needed to do this as much as I was dreading it. I removed my clothes and quickly tucked them into m y backpack and stuffed it inside a hollow log.

The shift took longer than usual but surprisingly; it wasn’t as painful. I flexed my claws in the moist soil and stretched out before running deeper into the forest; one thing I noticed though, my wolf form didn’t tire as fast, and after half an hour where I would usually be dead on my feet and dragging my ass out of the forest, I was keen to keep going. I suppose I had marking Valen to thank for that.

In spite of that, my wolf was still a tiny wolf and not what you would expect from an Alpha female. After another hour, I was about to turn around when I heard the sounds of a whimper. My ears pricked and twitched on top of my head when I tried to find where the noise was coming from when I heard it again. The breeze switched, and the soft scent of blood reached my nose. My eyes scanned the trees as I followed my nose. There was a scent that I swear I had smelled before, but I couldn’t place it; I just knew it was a rogue scent. However, the next whimper I heard couldn’t  be  mistaken  that someone was in trouble, and I picked up my pace, sniffing the ground and air while listening. Looking for any indication of where they were.

I was becoming dangerously close to the boundary line that led into forsaken territory, a place I hoped I wouldn’t have to venture out to. Yet the choking cough I heard next had me running toward the high fences, and my eyes blew wide when I saw a pair of forsaken ripping into something on the ground.

The scent of blood reached my nose stronger, and I quickly identified where I had smelled that particular scent before. Bile rose in my throat as I tried to find a way through the fence. Racing along it, trying to find a gap big enough for me to squeeze through, or I would have to climb it and risk being torn to pieces by the razor wire that ran along the top.

My growl was surprisingly louder as I snarled at the two forsaken tearing into her. Trying to draw their attention to me and away from her. If I left and came back, she would be dead long before I got help, and I cursed myself not letting Valen mark me because we would have the mind link, and my phone was tucked in my bag closer to the hotel. One of the forsaken looked in my direction before growling as my paws hit the fence when I felt the bottom of the fence pull away slightly from the ground, the mesh flimsy in this section. I started

digging, my paws claws ripping into the soft earth as I tried to dig under the fence and create a hole just big enough to squeeze through.

Yet my wolf form was still too big for the gap when I shifted back, my bones snapping painfully as adrenaline shot through me, and I forced the shift too quickly, making it increasingly painful, and I was about to shove my head and shoulder under before quickly turning, knowing my neck would be to exposed.

“Hang on, Emily,” I called, forcing my legs under the fence and grabbing the mesh with my fingers while on my back; I forced myself under the fence. The wire scratched and cut into me when I heard a snarl just as I laid flat on my back, attempting to shimmy under it. My teeth sank into my legs before I was suddenly ripped through it by one of the forsaken grabbing me. My face, torso, and arms were all cut by the wire. I screamed as it tore into my leg. I kicked my other leg out, hitting its head before trying to shift back as I pivoted, only for it to sink its teeth into the side of my torso.