Fake Dating Alpha Hockey Captain novel Chapter 81

#Chapter 81: The Malkeye Luna Revealed

It’s like time stops. The first time you kill someone, or some werewolf, I should say. It is a life–changing moment. I can taste blood in my mouth…and it’s good.

Ryan’s body appears lifeless below me. I wait a few seconds before 1 let him go, waiting to make sure he’s dead. His body goes limp. He’s not breathing, and his heart has stopped. I can tell because I hear everything.

When I finally dismount his corpse, I shake my body like a dog drying off after a bath. I feel all my muscles, the new structure of my bones and how they relate to each other, the sway of my fur. It all feels good. Somehow right.

To think, I recently wished for the gifts of the werewolf–enhanced hearing, acute sight–and here I am, a werewolf after all

I walk over to where Alex is lying. The physical pull between us now unquestionable as my body vibrates within when I am this close to him. There is no mistaking it now: Our bodies are in tune.

Alex’s eyes search mine. I wish I knew what he was thinking.

He nuzzles my nose, and I nuzzle back. The world is right now. My werewolf can have his love, and I can love my werewolf.

Ríta and Charles limp over, still in wolf form. Their bulky, wounded forms stand over me, and in that moment, we are all equals. I’m no longer the outsider–the poor, frail human with a stutter–and I feel their acceptance.

I want to stay this way. There is a freedom to this form that I’ve never known before. Freedom to feel anger, freedom to desire retribution, freedom to love who I want.

Alex… But I can’t communicate with him–or the others–and need to understand this moment from their

• viewpoints. I’m sure they have so many questions.

Though it seems Charles has had the answers all along.

I stand and step back, thinking about my human form, willing my body to change back, simply to see how it is done. I don’t know if, as a new wolf, I can control my shift. I’m aware my anger elicited my shift into werewolf form, but can I consciously control the shift back?

For a moment, I’m afraid I won’t be able to shift on my own, though that fear is not long–lived. I feel my body begin to change. It seems slow and I’m able to feel every bone and muscle morph back, though I will le ater that it is actually a very quick process.

The others shift back as well. Their faces now say more than words, and Charles again bends a knee to me. Alex, on the other hand, is still badly wounded. I kneel on the ground, and he warps his arms around me, tears streaming from his beautiful eyes.

I can tell they’re tears of gratitude. Seeing this, I begin crying as well.

“I knew it,” Charles says. “You are Dyanthiana, our Luna.”

I look up at him and wipe my wet cheeks with my sleeves. Huh… Look at that, I’m still wearing clothing.

“That explains so much,” Rita says. Her eyes are dry, but they’re large and quizzical. I think she may be more shocked by this chain of events than I am. “You really are…

“You’re a werewolf,” Alex says slowly as he processes it, completing Rita’s thought. “But how…”

Charles stands. “It was the masking rune. It didn’t just hide your scent; it also kept you from shifting.”

#Chapter 81: The Malkeye Luna Revealed

Alex shakes his head, confused. “What is he talking about?”

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Rita huffs. “You missed out on a lot…things we heard that we didn’t exactly believe,” Rita said, still staring at me, though her mouth is no longer agape, and she seems to be coming to grip with the situation: “Yet…”

So far, I have been silent. I don’t know what to say to all this. I really didn’t believe it up until the moment my inner beast decided to take over. Now, I am still in shock myself, and I don’t know how to address them.

“We can talk about this at the Malkeye base. We really should get Alex back. Question the rogue.”

“Yes, Luna,” Charles says.

He walks over and scoops Alex up, propping up Alex’s left shoulder while Rita takes his right. Alex’s leg is tender, and he wince’s when he puts weight on it. His injuries, which were dire when we arrived, have already begun healing, but his leg is still a little mangled and the gash in his shoulder is red.

They help him walk

I stay a few feet in front of them, trying to understand all of it. I turned into a werewolf… I’m a werewolf! But how???”

My mother and father were human, which doesn’t leave much room for me to be anything else. Which means one of them isn’t my real parent.

My mind is truly boggled. Thankfully, Alex speaks up and interrupts my confusion with his own.

“So… Wow! You’re a werewolf!”

“I guess ssso.”

He smiles at me. “Thank goodness you still have that adorable stutter, though.”

“Not fair,” I say, realizing that I did still stutter. Which is strange because I feel less tongue–tied. “I don’t want to.”

“What? It’s part of your charm,” he says with a laugh.

“I’m just glad you’re okay,” I say softly.

“Thanks to you,” Alex admits. “We’re all alive thanks to you.‘

Rita abruptly puts an arm around my shoulders like we’re old friends. “How did you do it? I mean, an inexperienced little lightweight like you was able to defeat even kill–the Malkeye’s leader and greatest warrior. I don’t get it.”

“Me, neither.” Which is true. I don’t understand it myself.

“But I’m glad you did,” she admits, grinning at me.