Alpha King’s Lost Luna by Aubrey Pepper

Chapter 2 Viper bite

CA SSANDRA

“Cas sandra?” Marley mudged me back into reality. Her pretty eyes were wide with concern. “Are you okay?”

I gulped, and then nodded as I pushed away my memories of Anemond. “Yes.”

I managed to pull myself together. I needed to be level-headed if we were going to heal this patient.

It didn’t take us long to reach the Pack House. The enormous mansion wasn’t

far from the clinic.

When we crossed through the doors, we were surprised to see a crowd of people hustling around. The Pack House seemed to be in a huge commotion, and I had to duck to avoid bumping into anyone around me. This was the most activity I’d seen here in a while.

“Wow,” Marley remarked as Jasper led us down the hall. “This must be serious. Everyone seems so upset.” She tugged at Jasper’s sleeve. “Can you tell us what’s going on?”

“The Alpha will tell you once we find him,” Jasper remarked.

“Oh,” Marley replied, and she let out a sigh. “So much secrecy.

I wanted to ask follow-up questions, but Jasper’s tone was so serious, I decided to wait. When we reached the end of the busy hall, a pair of people were waiting for us. One of them was Gareth, the Alpha of the Wild Crawler Pack, and the -other was his eldest son, Rayden.

We bowed respectfully when we stopped in front of them.

The Alpha of the Wild Crawler Pack was a stern man, yet fair, and he was

well-respected amongst the Pack. He was normally quite calm, but today, his brown eyes were wide with concern. Rayden wore a similar expression.

Rayden was tall, with big, dark brown eyes, and black hair that glinted blue in the light, and his perfect teeth were white as pearls. He was slim, but covered in exotic tattoos, and girls in the pack admired his high cheekbones and fit frame.

When I first arrived here five years ago, Rayden had been a young man of sixteen. Now he was all grown up, and it likely wouldn’t be long until he took his father’s place as Alpha of the Wild Crawlers.

I was a little surprised to see him here at the Pack House. The last time I’d seen him was two years ago at a dinner hosted by the Alpha’s family. It’d been a farewell dinner to celebrate Rayden’s departure for the Wegalla Empire’s army- an elite group known as the Myriad. It was an honor to be recruited, and so we’d honored the young man accordingly.

“Ca ssandra,” Gareth greeted me in a relieved tone, and then he looked at Marley. “And Marley. I’m so glad to see you.”

me.”

can leave us. Thank you

smile, the guard turned and left us.

kind smile as

if not formally,

head at me.

“It’s a surprise to see you here.”

long,” he agreed, and then he looked at Gareth. “If you’ll excuse me, father, I have some quick business to attend to.”

what you need to

the corner. “Please escort the doctor and her assistant to the second floor,” he ordered in a stern

reserved for the Alpha’s family and their ser vants. It was considered private quarters while the first floor

the

the se rvant addressed us, and after Marley and I offered polite nods toward Gareth,

stairs was a pair of double doors, and on either side of them stood four guards. Much to my continued surprise, they weren’t a part of the Wild

under her breath. She too recognized the special crest on the guards’ shoulders. Her pale green eyes darted around the hall. -“What’s

don’t know,” I admitted. I was just as curious as she was. This guest of honor must have been very important if there were so many

of the door.

guards stared at us coldly as we approached the door, but they stood aside and allowed us

the doors flew open, a chorus of sounds flew toward us. A tingle of anxiety moved through me, but I managed to

was pure chaos. The curtains were closed, and the only -light in the room came from candles and the fireplace that blazed with a

fire.

hastily, a few with piles of towels, and others with trays of various foods, drinks, and other supplies. They all

and when a few moved out of the way, I noticed a large, canopied bed.

the bed was a young boy, around the same age as my Finnick. Se rvants attended to the boy, and even from across the room, I could see his lips. were blue. Perspiration ran down his face and his eyes

sadly as we followed

take care of him,” I assured her. As we walked, I pulled my waist-length. copper hair into a ponytail and steadied my nerves. I

of the Wild Crawler Pack, Sofia Bailey, stood beside the bed. She was just as beautiful as ever, but her short dark hair was a

me and

Ca ssandra,” she sighed in relief.

she managed to smile at

before I could ask. “They’re

they’re okay. Now, how’s our patient?”

something to help him. I fear he’s in a great deal of pain, and nothing we’ve been