The Twin Alphas Warrior Luna by RYN

Warrior 225

Chapter 225

RYN

When I opened my eyes again, it was late in the evening, and this time I was alone in bed.

Getting out, I showered and changed into a pair of jeans and a t–shirt before stepping out of the bathroom.

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Again, my eyes drifted back to the cupboard and when the same thirst returned, I quickly crossed the room and left.

As soon as I did that, a familiar scent wafted through my nostrils, guiding my steps from the hallway all the way to the main staircase. As soon as I reached the banister, I saw Theon and my mother, standing in discussion with Miro and Dominic.

I sighed in relief as I ran down the stairs.

The conversation halted, and Miro left their midst to come closer to the staircase. As soon as I got down, I leapt into his arms, and he raised me off the floor, holding me tight.

“I missed you.” I murmured into his neck, inhaling his scent, and he lowered me down, kissing my forehead.

“I missed you too, baby.” He smiled.

“Is everything under control?” I asked, and he nodded.

“Everything is fine now. Enforcers are in place and since everyone knows you’re not even in the kingdom, no one has misbehaved.”

I looked away, nodding in understanding, then I felt regret overwhelm me. Frowning, I raised my eyes to see Miro’s defeated looking ones. “What’s wrong?”

“I just want to say I am sorry for letting you down. If I had introduced you sooner as my Luna, what happened yesterday might not have happened.”

“I doubt that.” Theon chimed in and we both turned to him. “Greed will make even the best of men a sinner. I doubt people would have cared if Ryn was a Luna or not. I mean, for that price listed, they’d probably sell out their Alpha.”

I saw sense in Theon’s words. The bounty was just too ridiculously huge for someone like me. It was almost as if the rest of the Elite families were scared of me.

Is that it? Fear? Rage? Revenge?

feeling that thirst overwhelm

asked, and the solemn looks I got in return made my heart squeeze. My knees turned to jelly, so I reached for the nearest sofa and

by my side. She placed her hand on my thigh and squeezed softly, but I was barely here. I was already plotting how I’d leave the North

death will be the one thing that pushes me

conscience.

everyone was staring at me, I gave them a small smile and afterwards we had dinner, of which I ate very little off. Before anyone else

I want to forget.

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don’t want to feel this pain. This regret. These

in my legs crossed the room to the cupboard, and when I opened it, I stared at the bottle again. This time I opened the door wide and, to my surprise,

read the label and glanced at

content that could match a werewolf’s fast metabolism. Meaning drinking this could have the

That’s all. I just need something that can help me stop thinking. Everyone drinks wine, right? So it’s

I unscrewed the cork and since I couldn’t find a glass cup, I put the bottle to my mouth and took a sip. After realizing it tasted sweet, I

was instant, sending warmth spreading

to my lips, as my thoughts scattered like birds. None making any

sighed and focused hard on closing the bottle. Afterwards, I put the bottle back, and the moment I did

before bursting

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cupboard, I managed to get to my feet, then I used other things as

nerves got

the first time, he had brought a shirt belonging to the child and my mother

hand, was on my third bottle of wine, pacing back and forth in

the voices in my head, every time the alcohol leaves my system, they get loud and intense, increasing

have to find a way to reach out to the Elite families and surrender myself

I’ll be able to save everyone from the stress of having to deal with my drama. But I don’t

I put back the bottle and

I didn’t walk too fast, I was okay, so I maintained a good pace as I went down the hall, wondering

didn’t take long to find the base where Dominic and El sat staring at huge monitor screens as they assessed traffic cams and

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about dozens upon dozens of military personnel, each focused on their own screens or walking urgently from one