The Luna’s Choice by Kat Silver

Chapter 124: Ayla

My wrists and shoulders stung. My head was pounding as I tried to open my eyes. Someone had stripped me down to my undergarments. I could feel my thighs touching cold stone and something hard against my back. The smell of wolfsbane burned my nostrils, but it was almost better than the fowl smell filling the rest of the room.

I finally pried my eyes open, lifting my head as my vision focused.

I was in a dimly lit large room with a high ceiling. It was too dark to see how high it went, but there was enough light to see the body that hung from it. I gasped at the gruesome scene. Bile rose in my throat as I recognized the tattoo on the forearm.

It was Conner Elkins. What was left of him.

“Ayla,” a terrified voice called.

I turned to see Kylee and Ma. They were locked up in a cage on the other side of the room.

“Kylee. Ma,” I croaked, wincing as I moved.

I managed to look up. My arms were tied over my head by thick, tight ropes. From the smell and the sting, they must have been soaked in wolfsbane. It was seeping into my bloodstream through the raw open sores on my wrists.

“Kylee,” I said hoarsely, “how long have I been out?”

“Over two days,” she said, tears running down her face.

“Are you hurt? Ma doesn’t look too good,” I said, hearing her writhe in

the cage next to Kylee.

“I’m okay,” Kylee replied. “Ma’s struggling. We’ve been here for four or five days now.”

Shit.

“She’s going through withdrawal, Kylee,” I told her.

“I know,” she said softly. She had finally accepted Ma’s addiction.

water?” I

“I’ve been giving her as

”

replied. “If she starts seizing, make sure to hold her

metal ring fixed on it. I tried to wrap

love,” a familiar voice echoed through the room, making me

footsteps coming toward me through the dark. A wave of shock

***

Theo

took over

holding him back. We were both volatile as it was. For this asshole to

responded, shifting into this wolf

Lennix. He was smaller and leaner than us. Kieran almost relished how easy it would

get the chance.

wolf appeared between us,

voice echoed in my head. ‘We’re wasting

I hated Kingston, he didn’t have Ayla. Kieran growled one more time before relinquishing control, allowing

is he doing here?” I demanded through gritted

firmly. “You

over and handed me

bro,” he said. “Now’s

on and went back to the

But I think I know what he’s using to mask his scent.”

get it?”

being commercially available, but it may not be too hard. He’s not using this

concentrations, but the user would risk major damage to their sense of smell.”

help

these bothered me. I studied handwriting analysis in school. Whoever wrote these was trying

the last statement