The Luna’s Choice by Kat Silver

Chapter 11: Kingston

The pain in Ayla’s eyes told me everything.

She had a mate, and he was currently cheating on her.

Rage filled me. My wolf, Lennix, growled in my head, understanding the depth of the betrayal she was

experiencing. What kind of stupid bastard had the goddess paired her with?

I pushed my anger down as another attack caused Ayla to release a ragged groan. Her hands were fisting my shirt, her knuckles white as she fought the pain. I pulled her against me, wrapping her tightly in my arms, wanting to give her whatever strength or relief I could. I held her until the pain subsided, stroking her hair as she fell asleep on my chest.

That was not how I imagined my first time doing that would be.

I gently laid her back onto the bed, trying not to wake her, brushing my knuckles along her cheek. Looking at her, seeing how beautiful she was. Knowing how strong and kind she was. How was this possibly happening?

My initial rage came flooding back. Making sure she was comfortable, I stood from the bed and left the room. I ran into Nicole in the hallway.

“If she wakes up before I’m back, you call me immediately. Understood?”

She nodded, her own worry showing in her expression. But I

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to deal with it. I stormed down the hall, rushing down the stairs and out of the facility. Pierce, my Beta, had been waiting in

break through my rage- filled

has a mate,” I

me.

on her. I just saw him tear

Pierce spat. “You’re

punched a nearby tree, sending splinters through the air as

They’d be healed

that why Ayla didn’t

was the reason. Lennix wasn’t able to sense her even after she became conscious. But we couldn’t tell if she simply never had one or if she had retreated into Ayla’s subconscious.

with my bare hands. Lennix voiced his agreement. It told me something that he reacted to Ayla this way. He was growing

don’t know if I’ll be

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Chapter 11 Kingston

to the packhouse once she is released,”

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sure a room is ready for her at the lodge. You can stay with her there until

who she actually was. However, I worried it would be harder to

never open up to me. I could tell she was having trouble trusting me,

to get her to tell me who that was, but she evaded the question. Now I knew it had to be her mate. She was scared of him. I couldn’t let her go off on her own, rogue or not. But I couldn’t keep her here for long as a rogue. She would have to willingly

tell her

I have a feeling it will be