The Luna’s Choice by Kat Silver

Chapter 89: Theo

I held Ayla’s as we entered the cellar. It kept me grounded, even though we were both ready to burn the world down if anyone so much as looked at us wrong. But we would have justice soon enough. Then, all of this would be over. We could work on moving forward with our lives in peace.

Our closest friends stood in the hall outside Amy’s cell. Briggs, Mina, Jimmy, Maggie, even Annabelle. They all stood with determined stances. Kylee stood a short distance from them, but her demeanor was the same as the rest.

“Will is on his way,” Briggs said. “So is Sheriff McCabe. We need the witnesses.”

“Oh, there will be witnesses,” Ayla said as she stared through the glass at the woman inside.

“Has she said anything yet?” I asked.

“Other than nasty comments that earned her that fat lip and blo ody nose, no,” Maggie said.

“How do you want to handle this?” I asked Ayla. “Do you want me to go in first or do this together?”

“We do this together,” she said decisively. She moved to go in but paused, turning back to Jimmy and Briggs. “Don’t let me kill her yet. I have something else in mind.”

Briggs and Jimmy shared a look. Jimmy didn’t even bother to hide his grin.

I opened the door and stepped in. Amy’s head shot up, her eyes falling on me, then moving to Ayla as she followed me in.

“I thought I heard you somehow survived,” she sneered. “Pity.”

disappoint,” Ayla replied coldly. “I guess you should have tried harder. Maybe been a little

also hear it wasn’t a total loss.” Her eyes dropped to Ayla’s stomach, then

it against the metal table before dragging her up by her hair. A fresh stream of blood flowed

put you up to it?” I

try to fight the command. “No one. I took

to cater to Waar P ak rhetoric,” Ayla said.

you?” Amy jeered as she struggled to breathe through

get that you hate me, Amy,” Ayla stated. “But you knew this would mean death if you were caught. Even you aren’t stu pid enough to risk your life over a grudge. There’s no reason to hate me

Alpha. You take something from me. I take something from you. I wanted it to be your mate, but I can’t deny robbing you of a pup

back on the table, holding her down as I gripped her neck. I felt her spine start to cr ack as she struggled beneath me. But Ayla stopped me before

“Theo,” she pressed.

released my hold, stepping out of the spray of blood from Amy’s coughing and spluttering. Suddenly, the door burst open and

cried. “What kind of psy cho kills someone because

f ucking flatter yourself,” Amy spat. “You really think I cared about you after you abandoned me? After you gave up on everything you

her head. “What happened to you, Amy? Did you even think twice after John

face. “Who said

you mean?”

knew,” Amy replied. “Thank you

paled. She looked at Ayla desperately. “I swear I didn’t tell her, Ayla. I swear. I