The Wolf King's Luna novel Chapter 51

DAMON.

The alarm rips through the serene calmness of the pack, instantly setting me on alert.

Whirling on Vance, I snarl out, "What did you do?"

"This isn't me," he snaps back. "I only came here to talk, not fight."

"Now is not the time to point fingers," Craig says as he and the other two follow me out of the mansion.

"Ryder," I call out to him as I see him worrying our way. "Talk to me."

"It's the other Alphas, they are demanding justice for their women," he says.

"Okay," Vance says as he whirls around to face me. "If I am going to join you in defending your pack, you need to tell me what the fuck is going on?" He snaps.

I share a look with Craig before he turns to answer Vance.

"You heard about the attack on The Falcon's residence?" he asks him.

"Yes, what about it?"

"It was The Collector's handwork. He wanted to kill the one person who knew his weakness and could get in his way. Unfortunately for him, he got the wrong contact. The Falcon is currently residing in the Blackwater pack."

"So, this is a retaliation against that? He decides to kill dozens of women and frame him. What was the point?!"

"I never said he was sane."

"You are not being honest with me. At least not completely honest, but it will have to do for now. Let's go."

"You would help me?" I ask him, still confused by his behavior. "Defend me? Why?"

"I told you, I am forging my path. And to do that, I need to do the exact opposite of what my father would have done. So, are you coming?" he calls out as he follows the other three Alphas.

"Yeah, I am coming," I mutter as I hurry down the stairs to them.

We all race to the gates of the pack where what looks like a battalion of wolves is gathered, snarling for blood.

The Alphas of the said wolves are standing to one side, all of them looking smug and ready for bounty as they do nothing to stop the chaos that is about to break out.

"The disrespect," my wolf rumbles in my head.

"Not now. Keep your opinions to yourself," I tell him.

"You are their King. They should show you respect."

"As far as that title is concerned, only a few people know about it. So cool it!"

He huffs before falling silent.

"Alpha Craig," one of the other Alphas calls out. "What are you doing here?"

"I should be asking you that, Alpha Mason. What are you here?"

"It came to our knowledge that Alpha Damon, the tyrant, has kidnapped our women."

Me?! A tyrant. This asshole.

"Ah, I see. He has played his hand," Craig remarks, voice, and tone very calm.

It is admirable.

But then again, it is not his pack under attack from angry, bloody-thirsty wolves.

"Who had?" the asshole asks.

"The Collector," Craig answers, his voice carrying across the area.

"Pfft," another scoffs. "What is this Alpha Craig? I thought you were an honorable wolf. Are you going to blame this on a myth? To defend him."

"It is not a myth," Vance speaks out.

"Alpha Vance? What are you doing here?" Mason asks.

"I am here for the same reason as these three Alphas. The Collector."

"How do you know he is not a myth?"