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.

you have water?” I

giving her

”

nodded, trying to stay conscious. “Good,” I replied. “If she starts seizing, make sure to

ring fixed on it. I tried to wrap my fingers around the ring. If I could work it

familiar voice echoed through

could hear footsteps coming toward me through the dark. A wave of shock ran through me when he

***

Theo

took over the

as it was. For this asshole to show up in my territory

into this wolf before me.

than us. Kieran almost relished how easy it

get the

appeared between

voice echoed in my head.

didn’t have Ayla. Kieran growled one more time before relinquishing control, allowing me to shift

he doing here?”

“You need all the help

over and handed me

on, bro,” he said. “Now’s

on and went back to

“On the card or the syringe. But I think I know what he’s using to

he get it?”

too hard. He’s not using this specifically. This stuff doesn’t eliminate our scent entirely. Just makes it faded enough to not

could eliminate a scent in large enough concentrations, but the user would risk

does this help us?” Kingston inquired.

I studied handwriting analysis in school. Whoever wrote these was trying to disguise their handwriting in these last few messages. If you consider that, plus them eliminating their scent completely, this is

last