Alpha King’s Lost Luna by Aubrey Pepper

Chapter 159 Foolish decision
SILAS
My decision to leave Anemond to visit Wild Crawler territory wasn’t a rational one, especially at such a late hour. But I couldn’t remain calm after learning that the remote Pack was in a dangerous situation. In fact, ever since I’d left the Alpha King’s study that afternoon, the image of Becky kept flashing in my mind.
I had initially planned to check on the night training of the royal guards at dawn, but changed my mind upon reaching the training yard. I asked the captain to oversee the training session instead. The captain agreed without question, but I could sense some confusion behind his gaze. He was a good and loyal man, but right now, his concern t didn’t matter much to me. I needed to leave.
Instead of taking a car, which would have attracted too much attention, I made an impulsive decision.
I decided to shift into my wolf form and run.
While it may have seemed foolish and impossible to others, I was an impossibly fast runner. I had trained countless hours to build my muscles and agility, which made my wolf form stronger than most my age.
Before I shifted into my second form, I slipped out of the castle grounds and made my way out of town through the back roads. It would have been faster to slip out through the market, but my face was too easily recognized there.
Once I was out of the city limits, I shifted into my wolf form and began to run.
Through my experience and vast study of the borders of Wegalla, I knew exactly where to go, even without a map. Though the journey was normally quite long, I was impossibly fast, and I managed to reach the Pack within a few hours.
Darkness had fallen by the time I made it to Wild Crawler. I slipped into the trees undetected and once I shifted back into my human form, I took a moment to
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catch my breath. My heart raced in my chest and a sheen of sweat broke out across my forehead. I wiped it away and combed through my hair with my fingers.
Once I was decent, I made my way down the paved road and began my search

for the clinic.
Unlike the bustling streets of Anemond, Wild Crawler was quiet, and there were few people outside. After a while of struggling to find my bearings, I decided to approach a trio of unassuming villagers.
“Could you tell me the address of the clinic?” I requested. I understood the villager’s panic as they looked at me with varying degrees of concern. Just as the Alpha King had said, the disease was rampant in this part of the country as well as dangerous. Everyone likely feared the clinic.
The youngest of the trio spoke up and gave me directions, and without any hesitation, I headed down the street.
I figured it might be a foolish decision to go to the clinic so late, as Becky might not be there. For all I knew she could be resting in the Pack House or at a hotel.
nearby.
But as I approached the clinic, I spotted a flash of dark red hair as a figure walked by and all of my doubts vanished.
Becky was there in front of the building and she appeared lively and well, which was a massive relief. Even from a distance, I could detect a sparkle in her reddish brown eyes, and skin was luminous in the silver light of the moon. I longed to kiss her full pink lips and kiss every freckle on her nose.
Yet, much to my dismay, she was in the company of a young man, which was not a comforting sight.
He was tall and conventionally attractive, but wore a pair of dark rimmed glasses that did him no favors. He didn’t seem like much, but when he reached out and touched her hair, a knot formed in my stomach and jealousy swelled within me.
I had an overpowering impulse to intervene and confront the man who stood
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too close to my mate. However, I managed to keep myself under control, as I was well aware that Becky would not appreciate such an outburst.
It was difficult to control myself in this situation. My instincts told me to behave one way and yet my thoughts urged me to be more rational.
So, I waited behind a tree near the clinic. Its trunk was large enough to shield me from view but I could still overhear everything they were saying.
The conversation was simple enough until the young man took a deep breath and confessed his feelings to Becky. My hands balled into fists as my eyes widened in surprise. This was a shocking moment to walk into, but I couldn’t leave, not now. I needed to hear what this young man had to say and I needed to know Becky’s
response.
There was only one truthful part to the man’s confession: he didn’t deserve her. A wave of satisfaction crashed over me as the statement left his mouth.
No, he didn’t deserve a woman like her at all.
What infuriated me, though, was that Becky didn’t outright reject him. As I hid behind the tree, I waited as they conversed for her to cast him aside, to mention she had a mate, a boyfriend, anything that would spurn his advances.
And yet, it never came up. In fact, she said something to the affect of she would give the man answer when she returned.
Returned?
To Wild Crawler?