The Young Luna novel Chapter 25

Chapter 25

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I turned on my heels and I ran. But no matter how much of a fast runner I was as a human, I could never out run a Wolf. A large dominant male Wolf at that. And within a hundred yards, the Wolf was on me. Pinning me to the ground as his large jaw snapped at me – his eyes were wild and feral. And I then realised I wasn't looking at a Werewolf, no I was looking at an actual Wolf.

"Get off her. Get the fuck off her" Rafa snapped, rushing up to us but not actually moving the Wolf off me. I was confused, because the Wolf was the size of a Werewolf but his eyes were darker, feral, a lack of humanity. And then I realised who I had on top of me – one of the Yellowstone Wolves. Seth's words echoed in my head;

he went full Wolf, he lost his humanity.

The Wolf growled at me before I exposed my neck to him. Rafa sucked in a breath as I submitted to the Wolf in the most primal of ways – knowing that he could kill me before I even realised it. But this Wolf wanted to speak to me, so I hoped and prayed it was enough to calm him.

Luckily, I was right. The Wolf stared at me, eyes glancing at my exposed neck before he climbed off me. He backed up a few yards as I scrabbled to my feet. Rafa reached out to help me but I pushed him away angrily. "Traitor" I hissed to him and he frowned.

"You don't understand, May, you have to hear him out" Rafa said, his voice almost pleading. I turned to the sandy Wolf, my entire body shaking in fear. I knew that Rafa was trouble but I didn't believe it was actual trouble – more the sort of trouble that normal seventeen year old boys got in; drink, drugs and girls. Not acts of treason against their own Pack and Alpha.

"You set this all up didn't you? You got those jerks in there to come insulting me because you knew the Pack members would jump in and defend me. You made that fight happen so you could drag me out here without anyone knowing".

"Just, please, listen to Yemi".

The Wolf looked at me, his feral eyes looking at me, before he swung onto his back legs. The Wolf reared up before his body changed to human form. The human form was as feral as the Wolf form. The man, Yemi, had long sandy hair, and beard, and his body was covered in scars and caked in dirt.

"You are Luna" he grumbled, voice hoarse and static.

"What do you want?" I demanded, voice as shaky as my hands.

"Go back". Yemi spoke in harsh words, like a child who hadn't learnt conjunctive words yet. But I suspected he used to speak perfect English but after years of living like a Wolf, his words failed him slightly.

"Go back? I don't understand".

"Go back. My Pack".

I looked for Rafa for help, "no one is stopping you. Go back to Black Bloods and--"

"No. Go back. My Pack".