Alpha’s Betrayal Luna’s Revenge (Samantha) novel Chapter 31

Nolan’s POV

Despite a gun being pointed at me, I wasn’t scared. I knew the coward only picked on the vulnerable people in society who no one cared about. I wasn’t expecting Sam to rush him, which was when the gun went off.

With the gun being pointed in my direction, I was sure the bullet would have hit me. Which was why I fell to the ground. Perhaps my body hadn’t registered the pain yet, because it didn’t hurt. It was only when Sam was patting me down. Questioning where I was hurt, I realized the orily place that hurt was my head, and that was because I banged it on a rock. Of all the things for the bullet to hit, my crutch would not have been my last guess.

As I touched the area of my head, which throbbed. I felt my consciousness being dragged back into my mind. I watched the majestic black wolf from my dreams destroy a brick wall. The wall that stood between me and my memories. He stood proud as he yelled at me, “Where the hell have you been?” Callan demanded to know. I laughed as everything instantly came flooding back to me.

“Sam. I know who I am. I know what I am,” I told her with excitement.

Callan snarled, “Who’s the rogue?” He asked with such disgust that it made me want to throw him back behind that wall and leave him there until he learned some manners. But he didn’t know who Sam was, what she haddone for me, or what she meant to me.

“That rogue is the person who saved me, and she deserves all of your damned respect,” I told him sternly. After all, it’s not every day a rogue wolf saves the Alpha King.

“How did we get here? And why the hell do you not have a leg?” Cattan shouted in frustration as Sam helped me up.

Handing me my one functioning crutch.

“That I can’t remember. But we will figure it out once we get home. I promise you that.”

“Come on, stop keeping a girl waiting.” Sam bounced around excitedly, making me smile. Her innocence seems more endearing now that I know who l am. “Tell me your name.” She insisted.

“Reagan. My name is Reagan.” It felt so good to say my name out loud.

“Can I assume he’s back as well?” Sam asked curiously.

She knew I was a shifter all this time and said nothing.

“If you mean Callan.” I smiled because, no matter how different our opinions are, no matter how we squabble. I never want to be without him again. Not like that, anyway. “Yes, he’s back, and he has lots of questions.”

Sam gently punches my shoulder. “I would have happily smacked your head on a rock if I’d known it would have helped you get your memories back. Do you know how hard it was to hide that part of myself from you?” She giggled. I thought back to alt the instances where I caught her talking to herself and about the conversation with her ex.

“Even though she’s a rogue. I like her.” Callan confessed.

“She didn’t become a rogue by choice,” I told Callan as it all slotted into place. On the way home. I filled Callan in on everything that had happened to me since the day I woke up in Sam’s apartment. By the time I told him about her scars, he was seething that an Alpha would do that to any pack member, never mind his mate. “If I find out who he is, I’m going to rip him to shreds.”

“There is a queue for that kill, my dear friend, and l am the first one in it.”

Sam snickered as she had to hold on to me all the way home. All the while I was talking with Callan, which meant at times I was so distracted that I kept toppling over.

Before we went inside Sam’s apartment block, I suggested we get some food. “It’s going to be a long night for me, and I need sustenance.” As I ate cheeseburger after cheeseburger, Sam slurped a milkshake through a straw.

“Callan wants to know how you would kill him.”

“Oh, he does, does he? Well, challenge accepted, Callan,” Ellie said before scoffing. “I would paralyze your body using a low dose of anesthetic. I would insert a surgical tube. Then, inch by inch, I would chop bits off your body.

Liquidize the flesh and bone and feed it to you through the tube. When there wasn’t much of you left. I would gut you like a fish with a silver-tipped blade, exposing your bowels and then make enough deep incisions that, with a bit of time, they would become infected. I would then allow maggots to eat the rotten flesh before suturing you back up. With the maggots inside of you. Allowing you to die slowly and painfully, from the inside out.”

“She’s intense,” Callan told me as he processed what Ellie had just said.

It was amusing because Callan had never been scared of anyone. He has never had to be. “She’s kind of overprotective of Sam,”I informed him.

“Judging by your silence, you’ll make my sister get home safely,” Ellie asked sweetly.

“I am curious, though, Ellie. If I decided to disappear with Sam. How would you find her?” I challenged her, believing she was full of crap. Besides, she would never be able to find Sam and me. Not if I didn’t want her to. Ellie snickered. “You are such an idiot to think | don’t know where the one person I care about is at all times. But to answer your question. Sam has a tracking chip inside one of her scars. Finding her wouldn’t be hard. Then I would come for you.” She paused and snickered. “You don’t even know what I look like. But I know what you look like.” That shut me right up. As I realized how much of a psycho Ellie was and the lengths she would go to in order to protect Sam.

“I want to hear the words from your mouth, Reagan. Sam will be cared for while she is in your care. Won’t she?” It wasn’t a question; it was a statement.

“Not that Sam will come to any harm. But I assure you, Ellie, I will protect her with my life,” I told Ellie, because I believe I would.