Filed to story: Luna Graced Book by KristiferAnn Thorne
LOGAN Logans knees buckled before he managed to right himself.
What the…? Everyone in the restaurant, including their warriors, must have felt that.
Breathe, Roman said in his commanding alpha voice, and Logan looked down.
The alpha was staring intently at Abigails chest, which suddenly started to rise and fall.
Her skin was flushed, and she was squeezing her eyes shut, her hands still over her ears.
It was a few moments before she removed them, and when she did, she burst out into a soul-crushing sob.
Roman scooped her up.
We need to get on the road! Get the food.
Ill drive Abigail.
Then he whisked her outside.
One of the warriors came out of the mens room, wiping his hands.
Moon Goddess! What on Mother Earth wasthat ? That, Logan snapped, was a very powerful wolf unaware of her power.
ABIGAIL Abby was still sobbing as Alpha Roman helped her into the passenger seat of their SUV, her mind whirling with what had just happened.
He got into the drivers side and pulled out, telling her the caravan would be right behind them.
Again and again, she blocked Carsons attempts to intrude into her mind and establish their link.
Over and over, she shored up that wall between them.
But again and again, the force of his will came back, battering at her until she fell into an exhausted sleep.
She sat up and blinked, her wolf growling at being startled awake.
It was dark, and for a moment she didnt know where she was, but when her memories flooded back to her, she let out a strangled sob.
It hadnt been a nightmare.
She heard Romans wolf rumble, trying to comfort her.
My apologies, Alpha Roman.
She ducked her head.
Its okay, I startled you.
He glanced over and met her eyes.
Hungry? No, sir.
Hows your head? Light headache.
She sighed.
I dont understand I know youre not hungry, but you need to refuel that energy you expelled earlier.
Yes, Alpha.
He frowned at her response.
I thought it was best not to stop again, so we drove through most of the night.
More space between the two of you might help.
The bond is severed.
This shouldnt happen.
I have a theory, but I need to talk to someone first.
But Ican tell you that youre a very special wolf, Abby.
And Carson is a very powerful one.
The two of you combined would have been a new type of leadership.
It would appear that your bond goes deeper than soulmates, and that it hasnt been completely severed.
Maybe because your rejection of each other goes against the very fate the Moon Goddess had in store for you.
Abby shook her head, confused.
But I no longer wear his mark.
His wolf glimpsed what the Moon Goddess wanted him to see.
What his future would have been, and what he lost.
His wolf wont want to let that go.
He glanced over at her again.
Were going to stop at a hotel for just a few hours.
Well shower and change and rest a little.
My warriors need to run and hunt.
Yes, Alpha.
Im sorry that this happened, Abby.
Thank you, Alpha, but I believe Im being punished for not being mate-worthy.
She hung her head as the crescent burned on her chest.
At the low sound of his warning growl, she looked up.
He was watching her, and for the first time, she noticed how dark his eyes were.
Although right now they were lit with a golden glow.
His lip curled, and it was easy to see his wolfs power, even in his human form.
A shiver ran up her spine.
Never say that, he growled before returning his eyes to the road.You are not the one at fault, and I wont have you tearing yourself down for someone elses mistakes.
That foolish pup had no idea the havoc he was wreaking.
She bowed again, the fierce tone in his voice sending another shiver tickling through her.
But she was far from cold; a heat had risen inside her at his words.
This man and his wolf would protect her in all the ways an alpha should protect his pack.
But what would that mean for her if she couldnt break free of her old mate and the life they were meant to share? ROMAN Sir, my knees almost gave way, Logan said, keeping his voice low.
Ive never experienced anything like that from a female.
Roman and Logan were in an adjoining suite to Abigails, so theyd waited until she left their room to take a shower before discussing their concerns.
Not even the Oracle is sure what to expect from her, Roman replied, though she did say Abigail probably has no idea what shes capable of.
He frowned.
We have to get her to eatshe needs to fuel up, then get her wolf out… And I want to go for a run.
He did a full body stretchhis muscles were aching from spending so many hours cooped up in the carthen cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders.
Well be much safer in pack territory, Logan pointed out.
So well make it top priority as soon as we hit the territory line.
She and I can run with a group of warriors.
Call Gamma Rye and have him alert the territory guards.
Yes, Alpha.
As Logan stepped away to make the call, Roman heard Abby moan as she got under the hot water.
His chest rumbled.
Trying to shut out her sounds, he linked the first group of warriors that were out on a run, telling them to be careful to stay inside the boundaries of the neutral territory.
His wolf snarled, aware of the powerful female and not happy about ignoring her, but Roman pushed back.
Im getting in the shower, he called out to Logan.
Keep an ear out for the warrior group.
And if Abigail gets another headache, come get me.
Roman showered as quickly as he could, then dressed in jeans and a thermal shirt that clung tightly to his chest.
As soon as he opened the bathroom door, he caught the faint scent he had noticed back at Pack Oru. He still couldn’t place it… and then he saw her.
She had her back to him, but she turned around immediately and bowed her head. She was holding a cup of tea.
“Relax, Abby,” he said gently.
“Beta Logan is showering in the other bathroom, Alpha. May I get you a cup of coffee or tea?”
“Coffee, please. Black.”
His wolf watched intently as she poured him a large cup and brought it to him. Over a pair of black leggings, she wore a soft sweater the same color as her eyes. It draped off one shoulder, accentuating her scar, and dipped low enough to reveal her rejection mark.
He rumbled his appreciation and then took a sip as he watched her walk back to the other end of the room.
“You don’t need to show your mark to anyone.”
She halted and took a deep breath, then turned.
“I must display my shame, per wolf law.”
“Not in my presence, nor in my territory.”
He growled as she dropped her gaze to the floor. He wished she would look at him instead.
“You should carry no shame. This was not your fault. That pack is disgraceful and did you no service, nor that alpha pup.”
“Thank you, Alpha.”
She shifted her sweater so it hung off the opposite shoulder, concealing her scar. Then, with swift, graceful movements, she tied her glorious cascade of ink-black hair into a messy bun. She moved without self-consciousness, yet also without any hint of flirtation. Could she truly be unaware of her beauty? Another low rumble escaped his chest before he could stop it, and his wolf sat up and chuffed. They both admired the lovely female before them but needed to remember their manners.
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