The Wolf King's Luna novel Chapter 64

BLACK WATER PACK

CATHERINE 

"Vance is here," a voice echoed, and I snapped awake, panic coursing through my body.

"What's Vance doing here?" I questioned Damon, who turned to me in surprise, unaware that I was already awake.

"Go back to sleep, Cathy. I'll handle this," Damon reassured, walking over to me. He could see the fear in my eyes.

"Why is Vance here, Damon?"

"I don't know, Cathy. I'll find out. But you should rest more; you're not strong yet."

"What if he knows I'm here?"

"He wouldn't do anything, Cathy."

"What if he drags me away? What if…"

"Shhh, baby, calm down. I've got you, okay? He'd have to kill me first before he gets to you. Don't you trust me?" Damon held me in a tight hug.

"I trust you, Damon," I said with a low voice.

"That's all I need, baby. I won't let anyone hurt you ever again. Just stay here and let me handle this. I'll come back for you, okay?"

"Okay," I responded, and he planted a kiss on my forehead before walking out and shutting the door behind him.

What could bring Vance here so early in the morning? I wondered, unable to focus on the thought. 

Deciding to shake off the confusion, I opted to take a bath and dress up because I knew there was no more sleep for me. 

As I got up from the bed, I winced in pain, my body still aching, and my bruises not completely healed.

DAMON

Stepping out, I could sense something off. I turned to Ryder and asked, 

"Where's he?" My gut told me trouble was around the corner. I didn't like that he made Cathy so scared every time. My inner wolf growled in annoyance too.

"He's outside the gate; we kept him out," Ryder replied, following behind me.

Approaching the gate, the guards awaited my word, ready for action.

"Open the gate," I commanded, my eyes determined.

The guards swiftly obeyed, allowing Vance's car into the compound. His driver navigated the entrance, bringing Vance closer. The tension thickened as Vance stepped out.

"Alpha Vance," I greeted, my tone firm yet respectful.

"Alpha Damon," Vance responded, a calculated smile on his face.

"What brings you here so early?" I asked, my gaze holding a mix of authority and curiosity.

Vance nodded politely, saying, "I know Catherine is here. Came to take her away."

My expression stayed composed, though my protective instincts surged.

"Who told you that? She's not here" I protested feeling defensive 

"The last time I came here, those cookies, they tasted like Catherine's. I know you have her, so give her to me, she's my mate." He insisted stubbornly.