Wolf-less Omega Luna novel Chapter 29

Alana's POV

“Um, are you asking me to be your girlfriend, good Sir?” I asked as I took the single rose flower from his hand and pressed it to my nose.

“Technically, you are already my girlfriend.” He emphasized the word by lifting a brow. “But if that’s what it takes for you to go on a date with me, then by all means.” He cleared his throat with a low rumble and got down on one knee. “Milady, Alana, Princess, please be my girlfriend and go on a date with me?”

“Are those puppy eyes?” I asked, laughing from the bottom of my belly.

“Well, yes of course.” He even added an excessive flutter of his long, slick eyelashes to make him even cuter.

I gasped, clearly enjoying the role-play. “No sane person can resist those. Yes! I will.” I flung my palm to cover my mouth, wriggling with excitement.

“Thank you, baby.” He smiled, pressing a peck to my cheek. “Come on, let’s go.”

Axel interlocked hands with me, a show of affection that I was now becoming obsessed with.

“Let me get changed first,” I gestured to the rumpled tank top and bottoms I had on. My hair was tied in a messy bun to prevent it from constantly falling over my face.

“Don’t worry about that. I’ve made provisions for outfits.” He tugged on my arm.

“Really?”

“Yes. Come on, the SUV is waiting.”

“Oh, okay.”

Outside the building, an SUV was waiting like Axel had said and the driver made way to pull the door open for me but Axel held his hand up, opening the door to the passenger’s seat and gesturing for me to go in.

He made it to the other side of the car with a small jog and once the door was shut, the car boomed to life, driving off with the buildings in the pack getting smaller and smaller from the rearview mirror.

A short drive through the dense woods entertained with Axel clinging on to my hand and planting electrifying kisses over them took us to the pack entrance.

A double sky-high gate that joined even higher walls of barriers that formed the pack border was pulled open. Magic shimmered from its surface with a low buzz.

“Our date is outside the pack?” I asked, feeling a tiny twist in my chest. What for, I couldn’t explain, and what it meant, I didn’t know. Excitement maybe? Nervousness?

“Yes. I thought we could…roam around a bit.” He jutted his chin forward. “There are some great spots I think you’ll like out here.”

We passed the guards monitoring the gates and the borders and they bowed to me and Axel before the car sped off.

As overwhelming as the sight of what the outside world looked like could have been for me, I couldn’t help but think about the wolf who was captured somewhere around here.

The tattoo on his hands showed that he must have known, or been connected with the one who attacked the pack.

It could be nothing but it could also be a step to finally finding out the status of my parents.

So I asked.

“Axel,” I swallowed. “Can I ask you a question?”

“Yes, go ahead.” His body tilted toward me, his chiseled features disorienting me for a brief second before I found my tongue again.

“The wolf that was found at the border, the one who…you know… chewed his tongue,” I shuddered at how horrifying that was. Axel nodded for me to continue. “Was he an associate of the ones that attacked the pack the day you found me in the dungeon?”

“Yes.” He maintained a blank expression.

“Who are they?”

He took a sharp inhale before responding. “The marauders. They’re a group of rogues. Not a pack, but they stay together and roam around other packs causing havoc wherever they go.”

“I recognized one of them from that day. He has a huge scar on his face. I know him from the day my pack was attacked. He was the last person I saw before my parents got lost in the chaos.”

As hard as the conversation should have been, I found myself wanting to tell Axel more. Everything. And I didn't feel the urge to cry, scream, or tear my hair.

A glint flashed in his eyes and his grip on my hand tightened for a quick second.

Did Axel have bad memories with this rogue too? Or did he know something about my parents?

“His name is Alistair Stonecold,” Axel started. “He’s been their leader for years and not that he should, but he now has bad blood with our pack, seeing from the recent attacks. It’s nothing you should be worried about, Alana, it’ll be taken care of.”

The name sent a shiver down my spine. What did this Alistair want with Crescent Moon pack? How was it connected to my real pack? Was it connected at all?

I decided to end the conversation seeing how tense Axel had become for a moment because of me. I didn’t want him closing up on me when he could probably be my best bet for any information about my parents.

“Alright, Axel. If you say so.”