The Perfect Luna novel Chapter 33

Something was happening. Something new. Something amazing.

Ria was an Alpha. Power and strength were not new to her.

But what was happening right now was beyond anything she had experienced before.

She now saw fear in the wolf’s eyes. She inhaled his scent and smelled fear as well.

She knew that she could crack that skull of his with ease with her bare hands.

And he knew this too. He could tell that his end was near and tried to distance himself

from her but now she was holding him with her fingers dug too deep into his flesh.

However, at the next moment, a beautiful grey wolf jumped at her enemy, startling her and knocking her prey off her.

Riannon tried to steady her breathing. Everything around her seemed to be happening in slow motion.

“Onyx,” she called her wolf, feeling how the two of them were together again. But at the next moment, that feeling was gone.

Ria could barely breathe and felt warm blood trickling over her hand and belly. The werewolf managed to cut her in a few places.

She saw the grey wolf dealing with him, while mothers were covering young children’s faces.

And in just a few seconds Reid was next to her. Kneeling next to her face while having no clothes on and making her come back to reality fast.

“Luna,” he took her arm and started looking at the wounds, “Sh.it. He managed to hurt you.”

“It’s okay,” she hissed from the pain as he helped her up, “Just a scratch.” “It doesn’t look like a scratch,” the lycan Beta looked worried, “Gideon will kill me for this.

“Why?” Ria’s eyebrows shot up as the feeling of power washed away from her completely.

“Why?” the voice of the mighty Beta was unusually high pitched, “Because he entrusted me to protect you and this is what happens!”

“I don’t see how it is your fault!” she gave him a reassuring smile, looking around. At least there were no other rogues in plain sight. Savannah walked in through one of the doors, getting leaves out of her hair. And one of the women threw her a shawl which she immediately something.

“Oh, my!” she looked at the two of them, “Reid, you are so dead!” “I know,” the man chuckled nervously.

“What’s the big deal,” Ria shrugged her shoulders, “Just lick it and we’ll be done.”

The silence in the room suddenly got heavy.

“Lick it? As in lick you?” Savvy snorted, “Now you just want him to die, do you? Is it like an old grudge or something?”

“No, I mean the lycan healing,” Riannon said, slowly realising what was going on. There was no lycan healing.

“Oh, that!” Savannah couldn’t help a sly grin spreading over her face, “Lycan healing. Duh! Why didn’t we think of that, Reid?”

The Beta turned away, trying to hold back a laugh and Ria felt like an i***t. She was going to do what the rogues couldn’t. She was going to kill the lycan king.

Just then Gideon appeared through a wide passage and everyone started gasping at the sight of their kind covered in blood. They could smell that it wasn’t his own and a wave of sighs of relief rippled through the room.

In the meantime, Riannon forgot how to breathe, let alone what she wanted to say. Her eyes were glued to his perfect body. She saw it just the previous night. But back then only the moonlight was letting them see each other. That and the werewolf sight.

But right now… In broad daylight, she couldn’t take her eyes off his stone-hard muscles. Sculptures of ancient gods had nothing on that man. For his body was immaculate. Each line was perfect from top to bottom. And even the line of dark hair leading from his belly button all the way down to a piece of fabric he had wrapped around his lower part.

“I didn’t!” the Beta practically shouted as the princess giggled next to him. But the next second the two of them were pushed away by their king, who grabbed Riannon and lifted her in his arms effortlessly.

“I will take you to your room,” he said, ignoring everything else around him.

“It all can wait,” he muttered walking away, “All the rogues are dead anyway. Reid and Sawy will deal with everything else.”

“Why don’t we go to the office?!” Reid appeared right next to them again, pushing them slightly in the correct direction.

“Riannon, what did you mean just now?” he asked her while Gideon held her pressed against his chest. Unknowingly, she leaned over him, relaxing in his firm grasp. It did not even occur to her to ask him to put her back to her feet. He seemed comfortable. And so was she.

“So, about our matter,” Reid tried to insist, “You said that they weren’t rogues?”