The Luna’s Choice by Kat Silver

Chapter 67: Ayla

I watched Kingston pace the floor as I nursed my ginger ale, trying to settle my stomach.

“Kingston, calm down,” I urged him. “It’s not like that and you know it. No one is going to take your pack from you.”

Kingston scoffed. “Like I would ever let that happen,” he spat. “But I wouldn’t put it passed him to try.”

“That’s not fair, Kingston,” I argued.

“Is it?” he replied sharply. “He sure had not trouble taking you from me.” As soon as the words left his mouth his expression changed. “I’m sorry. That was unfair. And uncalled for.”

“Yeah,” I said, crossing my arms. “It was.”

Kingston sighed and dropped into a chair across from me. “I’ m sorry. It’s not every day you find out your biggest rival is also the rightful Alpha to your pack.”

“He doesn’t want your pack, Kingston,” I assured him. “We’re happy right here with our own. In fact, it would be better for everyone if we kept this a secret. With the Waar Pa k believing that I am going to take down the Alphas somehow and make myself some kind of queen, anything that would suggest the Greytooths are gaining more territory could be… Well, it could be really bad.”

With another heavy sigh, Kingston rubbed his face, leaning his head back against the chair. “I know that,” he said. “You know I wouldn’t do anything to put you in that kind of

danger.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Do I?”

Kingston winced, knowing exactly what I meant. “Yeah, I

guess you wouldn’t,” he conceded with a sigh. “Ayla, I’m truly sorry about that. I… With the state of mind I was in, I

or I would get to you in time. I really am

of nausea hit me. I breathed out slowly, trying to control my gag reflex. “Everything worked out in the end,” I said. “I can forgive you, but it does

he admitted, looking back at me.

I insisted.

know about the pup. Theo and I didn’t want to tell anyone else yet. I was enough of a target as it was. Theo was afraid my being pregnant would accelerate whatever plans

my side, pressing a hand to

“You look like you’re going to be sick. Come on. I’m taking you to the infirmary.”

arm. “No, no, I’m fine,” I insisted. “I promise.

stressed lately. As I’m

up to look at him and a

to lock the door before falling to my knees in front of the toilet, throwing up everything that was possibly in my stomach. I couldn’t imagine there was much left. The past

feeling my symptoms more when we were apart. ‘I think it’s time we saw the doctor

next week,’ I said. ‘It was the earliest they could get me in.’

for the Luna, it’s not,’

like using my status

different,’ Theo insisted. ‘I’m calling them. End of story.’

I threw up again, and I honestly didn’t have the strength to argue.

door as he knocked. “Are you okay? What the hell?”

fine, Kingston,” I

I got it out, but I knew it wouldn’t last. Sure enough, by the time I splashed some cool water

my stomach was uneasy again. Kingston was still at the door. I took some deep breaths to gather myself before leaving the

is all too much. I get that Theo won’t suggest it, but I really think you should consider going away for a

my tracks and looked at him. “Absolutely hot.

and take care of yourself,” he replied. “All of this stress is making you sick. You can’t keep going like this, Ayla. I think

hid a grimace, hoping I hadn’t said