The Luna’s Choice by Kat Silver

Chapter 129: Theo

I was at the top of the rock pile, wedged against the ceiling with Pierce across from me. We were strategically moving stones and had

produced an opening small enough to let some light in. I was getting hopeful when I heard a muffled voice from above us.

I motioned Pierce to freeze.

We waited a few seconds and the voice sounded again. It carried through our opening enough for me to recognize it as Harry’s. Kieran jumped to the front of my mind, bringing rage with him. I pushed him. back. We couldn’t get to Harry yet, and he wasn’t helping.

I heard crunching footsteps and a sliver of light beamed through our little space. We tucked ourselves against the ceiling as best we could to stay out of sight. The light went away but I didn’t hear Harry leave. It felt like an eternity until he finally walked away.

I started to move again but Pierce stopped me.

“Not yet,” he mouthed. “Too close.”

If we moved a stone and caused a slide, he’d be able to hear it. I suppressed a huff but remained still, not waiting another second after I felt he was far enough away.

I’d like to say we made quick work, but nothing felt quick enough. When the opening was finally big enough for us to fit through, I almost left Pierce behind. But I needed him to help me keep a level head. As long as he was here, I remembered Briggs was with Kingston. And I needed to keep tabs on Kingston, too.

I pulled Pierce out of the hole and onto his feet.

“He went this way,” I pointed out. “Come on.”

follow, so there wasn’t much to guide us. Luckily, there weren’t many options. We emerged in what used to be a hallway, with only one accessible door in the direction we were heading. It led into a room where we found a part of the far wall torn open, leading into the next.

out of rooms and hallways, but I was getting

I finally said, resisting the urge to punch a hole in the

agreed. “Without knowing what this place looked like, I wouldn’t know how to find his hideout even if we had an idea.”

said, pushing my fingers through my hair, forcing myself to think. “This was a packhouse, right?”

Kin

general idea.” I returned to the room we had just left and looked out the window. “This isn’t the front where we came in, and there were off–shoots on either side. So, let’s say we‘ ve made it to the back.

perhaps these were offices or conference rooms,”

here. Whatever it is, he wouldn’t set up in just any

Receiving Hall,” Pierce said.

any event or occasion where the pack would address them directly. If Harry wanted to mark Ayla, it

to look for

his own,‘ Briggs‘ voice came through the link. “There

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Briggs

sure that was much better since making heads or tails of the place was impossible. And

spoke, breaking the silence we had been walking

“It was my pack. Everything I had known and loved was ripped

brought up terrible memories for Kingston, and a feeling of unease had been growing in my gut since we entered the tunnels.

you sure you remember the way?” I

how to navigate these tunnels. As the Beta, he was in charge of protecting the pack’s