Chasing His Betrayed Luna novel Chapter 13

AURELIA

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*FIVE YEARS LATER*

“This is just the beginning, Lia. Get your ass up!”

Alpha Tristan’s voice echoed through the sparing section of the field. My ringing head and sore muscles protested as I pushed myself off the floor.

“Clear your head and focus on your opponent. She won’t go easy on you just because you have fallen a thousand times in the last fifteen minutes.” His voice hit my eardrums again and again, I obeyed him, forcing my gaze to stay focused on the fierce brunette who had used my body as a mop to clean the field floor since we started sparring fifteen minutes ago.

The fierce brunette, Jessica, smirked at me, “Listen to the Alpha, Lia. Going easy on you isn’t an option in my cookbook.”

“I can only hope killing me during training isn’t in that book of yours as well, Jesi.” I retorted with a plea but amusement flashed through Jessica’s eyes as she threw another punch my way.

I dodged.

Yet I found my body crashing to the floor again before I could protect my legs from Jessica. “Gosh, you’re fast.” I lamented, getting up before Alpha Tristan interfered.

“You can’t keep giving me the chance and expect me not to take it, Lia.” Jessica countered with a shrug and a smile that told me she was pleased with herself.

I braced myself for another hit and hoped that I would take her down this time but Alpha Tristan announced, “That’s enough for the day, ladies.” His gruff voice still carried the same amount of authority it did the day I stumbled into his pack.

Or should I have said the day he ordered his men to kill me even though I was in labor and this close to bleeding to death?

“Awn. I thought we were just getting started, Alpha.” I pouted, smiling sheepishly at the same man who had ordered my death five years ago.

Alpha Tristan's brown curls bounced with every step he took closer to Jessica and me, his muscular body taking up the space but I wasn’t surprised when he returned my smile with one of his mesmerizing ones. “Take it easy, Lia. Jessica is still the best female warrior in the pack for a reason.”

Jessica bowed her head in respect to Alpha Tristan before she said to me, “To take my crown, you have to regain your strength.” Jessica’s eyes lingered on Alpha Tristan’s frame but she soon excused herself to join the other warriors in the field. I knew she had a thing for Alpha Tristan who had never looked at any woman with affection since I opened my eyes in the hospital room and saw him for the first time five years ago.

Who was I kidding? He hardly looked at any woman even though he was a handsome, wealthy, and powerful Alpha of Black Fur Pack except one who had him wrapped around her fragile fingers.

I couldn’t be more grateful to him, after all, I owed him my life.

While Alpha Tristan looked at me, probably thinking about how to grade my performance in the sparring field this morning, my mind floated through memories and back to that night… the night I dined and drank with death herself.

“P-please he-help. For goddess’s sa-sake, s-save my ba-ba—” I had begged him before I lost consciousness on the rough floor of his pack border five years ago and even though I assumed that would be the end, I discovered it was just the beginning when I regained consciousness and opened my eyes to see Alpha Tristan watching me closely in a private room in the pack’s hospital.

He could have killed me or locked me up or even left me to die in the forest but he took me to the hospital, cleaned me up, and let me live after I underwent surgery.

“My baby…” That was the first word I said to Alpha Tristan who was nothing but a terrifying stranger to me back then. I had jolted off the bed when I touched my flat but stitched belly. I didn’t remember pushing out my baby and the thought of surviving while my baby died sent me into shock.

No one would dare to call him without his title except her and she didn’t hesitate to run straight into his arms even though all eyes were on them. “I have missed you, Tristan.” She muttered into Alpha Tristan’s neck.

“I did too, Katie, even though I saw you last night before bed.” Alpha Tristan chuckled, hugging the female who had him wrapped around her fragile fingers.

The duo shared their moment before Katie stormy blue eyes fell on me. She etched, “Oh, I didn’t see you there, mom.”

Yes, that was my five years old daughter. Her legs were dangling as she held onto Alpha Tristan and I could only roll my eyes. “Where is your brother?”

I usually leave them in our room every morning so I can train but Katie would make sure she drags her brother to the field the second she wakes up so I knew he would be around here somewhere.

“Kyle has his nose buried in one of his books over there.” Katie responded, rolling her eyes as she returned her attention to Alpha Tristan. “Only my brother reads books in a sparring field, Tristan. I can never understand his mind.”

Alpha Tristan laughed heartily and I joined him, wondering what my life would have become with my sassy little girl and of course, Kyle.

After a few more minutes with Katie, Alpha Tristan called everyone in the field to come together and he announced, “In a week time, we will be hosting the first round of Pack Games and I need–”

Other warriors cheered but my heart slammed into my stomach at the mention of the quinquennial packs competitions that would definitely bring me face to face with my buried past.

Goddess no!