Chasing the rejected Luna novel Chapter 29

I was a suicidal person. I've always known that since the time in my former pack when I disobeyed Dianne again and again. But that couldn't be compared to what I was facing as I dodged different attacks from the guards. 

To my surprise, they were not able to land a single blow on me. I had the upper hand - I was small and nimble. While they were big and slow. I used my speed to my advantage, moving like the wind while I successfully took two down. 

I wanted to look at Adrian. But I knew if I did, that would be the opportune moment for the guards to strike at me. I wasn't given any chances so I focused on fighting the man in front of me. 

I heard Adrian laugh and that was a distraction for me as I turned to look at him from the corner of my eyes. Sweat coated every inch of my skin while I tried to fight off the relentless guard. 

Adrian's laugh was a distraction as I looked at him which allowed the guard to lunge at me and slice my thigh. A silent cry of pain tore through my lips but I stiffed it by biting hard on my lips. That act alone drew blood as I felt the metallic taste in my mouth. 

The guard lunged at me again and I took three steps back from the impact his sword made with my little knife. What I was thankful for was the fact that he didn't transform into his wolf form. I would have been a goner if he did. 

He came at me again and I saw my life flash through my eyes. The sharp edge of the sword came at me with lightning speed. With my heart in my mouth, and my last prayers just at the tip of my tongue. As I awaited the pain, Adrian's voice sliced through the air. It was followed by the clang of metal against the tile floor. 

I dared to look at him as my heart hammered in my ribcage as having come face to face with death. 

"Impressive," he clapped as it echoed in the room. I couldn't glare at him because I was so focused on recalling what just happened; I almost lost my life. 

He continued, "Unfortunately, we don't need such great fighting skills right now. We want your wolf out. And since I can't get the guards to do so, I'll be calling Alpha Ryven over,” he said with a raise of his eyebrows. 

I dared to look him in the eye, not flinching. If he thought Alpha Ryven's name would make me go into the metallic box, he was in for a big surprise. I cocked my head at him, urging him to do his worst. He smirked and his eyes glazed over. 

Soon enough, after some minutes, Alpha Ryven walked into the room with anger apparent on his face. I looked to my feet avoiding his intense gaze. 

"What's the meaning of this?" He barked and I flinched while I twisted my little weapon in my hands. My throat closed up from different emotions. The thought that raced through me was them drugging me and pushing me into the metal box. 

I breathed in and out. It was the only sound that was heard in the room followed by Alpha Ryven's footsteps moving my way. I could feel the heat of his anger as it burned through the air, almost consuming me. 

He stopped a few feet away from me. "I asked you a question, what is the meaning of this?" 

I folded my lips into a thin line, avoided his gaze, and wished the day could be over sooner. "I don't want to go into that metal box," I whispered and he chuckled. 

"Metal box? Don't be such an airhead. It's called a revoluting wolf machine!" He sneered. "Do you have any other ideas on how to get your Wolf? If you do, please share," he said and I looked up at him. 

There wasn't an ounce of smile on his face as he looked straight into my eyes. He was pissed off. I guessed he must have been in an important meeting or something. The next words he said made me know I was right about my guess. 

"Don't fucking waste my time. I didn't leave an important meeting to get you to waste my time!" 

"You can attend your meeting. I will get my wolf some other way. I don't want to enter that box," I said stubbornly. 

"How? Please share. We're all listening," he said and looked at Adrian who nodded his head. I could see the mockery buried in Alpha Ryven's eyes. He thought I was stupid. 

And to be honest, I felt quite stupid at that moment. I had no idea how to awaken my wolf. I couldn't go into the box because I was claustrophobic. I feared I would die faster in there than the death that awaited me at the hands of Alpha Ryven. 

I kept mute while I stared at my sword. My breath hitched in my throat when I felt Alpha Ryven's hand wound around my fragile neck. 

"Fucking look at me when I speak to you!" He barked, his spit flying into my face. I was more concerned about getting air into my lungs than the fire that nestled in Alpha Ryven's eyes. 

I clawed at his hands, my eyes pleading with him to let me down but he didn't budge. My feet were almost off the ground as Alpha Ryven raised me with his right hand. 

In one swift motion when I felt I would die from lack of air, I was thrown harshly against the ground. My knife pierced my hand as I coughed and fought for oxygen. 

"I won't say this again. Get into the revolving wolf machine," he said slowly, enunciating each word.