The Wolf King's Luna

CHAPTER 36

FAYE.

Lucas… is stunning.

To say the least.

From my measurements, he looks to be over six feet tall. Broad shoulders, lean muscles. He had wavy, silver blonde hair- not dyed, gray eyes and ivory skin.

Like a deity fallen from heaven.

It is unreal.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I snap.

"I came to see you," he answers. "You left in such a hurry that day, I couldn't get a word in."

"That is because I wanted to get away," I tell him.

"Why? We are mates," he says as he walks towards me.

"Stop!" I order as I back away from him. "how did you even find me?"

"I saw you swim upstream. I did the same. It was just a matter of finding and tracking your scent."

"And you decided to approach the pack? Just like that? Do you even know which pack this is?"

"Of course I do. The Blackwater pack, we are supposed to be enemies."

"Supposed to, we are enemies," I snap.

"No. Our Alphas are enemies. We just get dragged into their mess."

"I don't know about you lot, but I can assure you, we don't like the Skylight pack. All of us."

"Hmm, why?"

"You kill your people. Why are you even here?"

"I told you already, I came to see my mate."

"Were you just going to walk up to the pack? And do what?"

"Of course not. I could smell your scent, it was most concentrated in this part of the border, I waited until you showed up. And you did. What do you mean by "we kill our people?"

"What do you mean?"

"You said that. What did you mean?"

"Why would you ask that? Everyone knows about the way you treat those weak in your pack. You kill them."

"No," he says with a faint, confused chuckle. "They leave. The only ones who have been killed were the ones who had… committed a crime."

"What crime?" I ask. I have a sneaking suspicion that I knew which group he was talking about.

"An attack, I think. On a member of the pack?"

"Oh really. Is that why Tammy Fay is locked up?"

"What do you know about that?" he asks with a scowl.

"I know that Tammy has been killing people she considers beneath her. Or who have in one way or another, offended her. Her downfall was going after Catherine."

"Catherine? What do you know about Catherine?"

Oh shit. Too much information.

"In fact, why were you in our pack in the first place?"

"To spy."

There is nothing I could have answered that would make sense.

"Spy? On who?

"Tammy. We got information that she has been polluting our river with corpses."

"You are saying, Tamm-, Luna, has been killing wolves. Pack wolves."

"Yes."

"And that her downfall was Catherine?"

"Yes."

"Where is she?"

"Who?"

"Catherine. Our Alpha has been looking for her."

"No idea," I lie. "And what do I care about your Alpha and what he wants? Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

He stares at me for a few seconds before responding.

"You are lying," he decrees.

"Am I now?"

"Yes. But somehow, I know you won't tell me what I want to know if you don't want to."

"Hmm, you are smart."

He narrows his eyes at me before breaking into a smile.

"Very well, then. How about we just get to know each other first? I am Lucas Dance and I think I am already in love".

Oh great. A sweet talker.

SKYLIGHT PACK.

VANCE.

I watch as Dawson is led out as well as three of his cohorts. They are in chains, silver chains and they are chained to the podium where they can be seen by every member of the pack.

Without a glance to them, I walk to the very front, my presence, silencing the murmurs of the crowd.

"To my shame and eternal embarrassment," I start, my voice echoing across the space. "I have come to the discovery of some unsavory and abhorrent practices that have been going on in the pack. My pack.

"These men," I say as I gesture to Dawson and his group, "in their arrogance had taken it upon themselves to cull the pack. They have been killing those they consider weak and a liability to the section. All done without my knowledge."

"I am also aware that this is something of an open secret. It ends now. If there is anyone who is considered to not be up to par, it is our duty as pack mates, to help them grow. Not to kill them. Not to abuse them.

"I am using this occasion to first of all apologize for failing you all. For my indifference and lack of knowledge. And secondly, I am putting an end to this. Those who have been adding them have been dealt with. And should I find that anyone is trying to continue this wretched tradition, that wolf would quickly realize the extent of my fury. Bring them forward," I order.

They are dragged to the very front of the podium and with a serrated silver dagger, I slit each of their throats, looking into their eyes as I do so.

I will not shy away from this.

As they each fall to the ground, the silence grows louder. The last one drops and the whole clearing can be likened to a graveyard.

Then the cheering breaks out. Whoops and chaos and shouts.

It should have made me happy, their delight and joy.

But it doesn't.

Instead, it just reminds me of how oppressed they must have felt. And how relieved and ecstatic, they are that it is all over.

It reminds me of my failure.

For years, people have been running this pack behind my back.

What must they have thought of me?

As the Alpha did nothing against the oppression and atrocities that went on.

And then there is the shame. It was my father who started all this.

It burns, the disgust.

Turning around, I see Cody watching me with a blank gaze.

"Follow me."