《Ashes to Ashes: The Female Alpha》Afraid (pt.20)
Advertisement
I practically threw the phone at Rush to make the call to the Redmoon Pack about the possible traitor. My body was shivering in excitement, that I finally found a piece to the puzzle. The puzzle is not complete yet, but it will be.
I heard as he held the phone to his ear, speaking to Alpha Kane about the possible traitor in his pack. He yelled a couple times but soon stopped and said he would investigate. That was all we needed to hear.
"Do you think he'll find the traitor?" I asked
"Alpha Kane is a smart man, I'm sure he'll figure it out within the week"
I smiled at that, knowing that we've possibly taken down one of my mothers men. I needed some good news after everything about my past came out. My smile soon turned into a frown as a new thought came rushing in.
What if my mother retaliates? What if she kills more wolves? What if she attacks my pack again? What if she attacks Rush?
"Stop thinking so much. That's my job" Rush attempted at a joke
I let a little chuckle out at his attempt, "but as Luna it's also my job" I joked back
Suddenly, the room went still at my attempt to clear the elephant in the room. Maybe it was too soon?
'We are the Luna' my wolf growled
Right.
"We should get some sleep and talk tomorrow," I said as I walked to the door
A simple grunt was all I needed to exit the room.
___________
"Alexandra, you are so beautiful" a man cooed to baby in his arms. He was a rather large man with a bulky frame, almost as big as Rush. He sat down in a rocking chair with the baby in his arms, humming an old tune to her. I remember humming that tune myself. I used to do it to calm myself down after my mother would beat me. The scene then changed to a black-haired boy running around with another little boy with white blond hair, like mine. I had a sickening feeling in my gut as I witnessed the boys running and playing around. Was this my family?
Advertisement
A familiar white-blonde haired woman entered the scene. Her eyes are different. They seem...happy?
The scene changes again to the black-haired man and my mother, fighting. They're yelling at each other as the black-haired little boy is shaking in fear and his brother is crying uncontrollably. Then the unexpected happens, a knife is rammed through the black-haired mans' stomach. It's as if I could feel his pain.
Screaming.
That what I heard when I woke up to the earth shattering screech. I tried to jump out of my bed and find where it came from but my legs were wobbling. My hands and my whole body were shaking and I felt weak. My knees soon came in contact with the wooden floor, as did the palms of my hands. I hadn't felt this weak since living with my mother.
My bedroom door slammed open revealing a half-naked Rush. His eyes searched the room until they landed on my crouched form. His arms came around me, pulling me up and onto the bed in a sitting position. He searched my body for any harm, but soon realized I was fine.
"Why did you scream" his tone showed the Alpha in him
"I was having a nightmare. I'm sorry, I didn't realize I had yelled" my voice trembling.
"Why were you on the floor then?" He questioned
"I was a bit shaken from the dream; My legs gave out. I'm fine now, you can go"
I expected him to leave but he surprised me by pulling me into his chest. I let my arms wrap around his toned body, feeling secured and safe. I don't know if Rush and I would ever be loving mates, but for now I would take whatever I could get. With my mother alive, I needed him around. The bond makes me feel secured, like no harm could come to me, like my mother will not be able to hurt me again. At this moment, I need that reassurance. I need him.
Perhaps, this is why mates were created?
Advertisement
- In Serial1029 Chapters
Chrysalis
Anthony has been reborn! Placed into the remarkable game-like world of Pangera. However, something seems a little off. What's with these skills? Bite? Dig? Wait.... I've been reborn as a WHAT?! Follow Anthony as he attempts to adjust to his new life, to survive and grow in his new Dungeon home! Thank you for reading updated Chrysalis novel @ReadWebNovels.net
8 1673 - In Serial286 Chapters
Necromancer of Valor
Anastacia Mournvalley is a born and raised necromancer, and a powerful one at that. She had never liked the way necromancers lived and so escaped her home country with the aid of an adventurer called Gilbert, She had hoped to start a fresh life as an adventurer in the city of Valor. With her upbringing still haunting her it turns out to be a lot harder than she thought. Luckily she has a few new friends by her side. Cover art by: Overcomplicated Appleπ Go check out the rest of her art from the link!
8 113 - In Serial34 Chapters
The Moonlight Sorcerer
A normal highscool boy got teleported to another world. Not just him, but entire students in the school. All because of 'her'? Follow his journey to find his way back while discovering his true 'identity'
8 154 - In Serial12 Chapters
Sunrise Over Avalon & Other Stories
A short story collection. In "Sunrise Over Avalon," a Great War veteran faces a moral dilemma, in an alternate world where a zombie apocalypse happened instead of the Spanish Flu. In "The Night Garden," a lonely young woman in a sleepy Southern town meets the man of her dreams... but her dreams are the problem. In "Ruthven's Guests," two of Gothic literature's founding monsters, conceived by their authors on the same night, meet face to face, and forever alter the fate of themelves and their world. In "Toadthrall," a toad wizard summons himself a human familiar, and they use the magic of evolution to defeat a monstrous foe. In "Operation: Wraithwind," two soldiers in a magical world war find themselves trapped in enemy territory, with no clear path of escape, and uncover a dreadful secret that could turn the tide of the entire war. --------------------- This is a collection of short stories that I will release in about three parts each, every Monday and Friday at noon PST. I am using this platform to help build the habit of regular writing, and feeling obligated to others helps keep me motivated. I work in the genres of action, alternate history, fantasy, horror, and sci-fi. Hope you like what you see. Happy reading!
8 187 - In Serial13 Chapters
Tyrant Named God
Forces of Good and Evil have always fought against each other for thousands of years, but one day, God somehow gained consciousness after sleeping for thousands of years. Using his manipulative skills, he commanded select individuals to do his bidding and brought himself into the realm of mortals. Upon his arrival, he strikes terror and panic in the hearts of demons and humans alike. Unified for the sake of defeating him, the mortal races entrust an elven witch named Grismala to defeat him lending her their power. With the power of demons and humans alike, God's vessel was destroyed, but his consciousness remained.
8 180 - In Serial91 Chapters
Individuals Toxic Behaviors
What kind of sick game are you playing?Do you think this is funny? What does he want from me? Why is my step brother acting this way towards me? -🔮𝐔𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 🔮- -𖤍-People always claim that everyone has something different and special about them. Some individuals like to show it more than others.It can be displayed in many different ways. For example, through love and manipulation, lies, and physical pain.Sometimes, it crosses a fine line between good and evil.Could it be an unhealthy obsession that goes down the wrong way or... sweet vengeance?What will little Emma do to survive her new stepbrother's? 🍒𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆-𝐀𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘🍒𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐁𝐄 𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐎𝐅 18.𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐆𝐄 ... 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃.𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 (◍•ᴗ•◍). And if you still want to read it, well... Knock yourself out, 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒔🤨©All rights reserved. ⚠Guys...this story is dark-dark, darker than my inked soul. I don't recommend this book for weak-hearted readers. It will contain everything you won't expect to find in a normal book. If you get easily triggered, please skip this book and read another one, 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐒.
8 111

