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Tattooed Luna novel (Kristen and Alec) novel Chapter 463

Everyone was quiet for a moment before someone put something in front of my face. “Bite this.”

“Don’t fight passing out.” Alec said to me with a thick voice.

Lifting my head, I tried to assess my injury. The gash was deep and about five inches wide. A chunk of meat was moving in and out as I breathed. It wasn’t just a surface thing. This was layers of muscle.

My head hit the floor as I accepted my fate. Taking the stick, I bit down on hit as I focused on my breathing. Four pairs of arms held my arms and legs down. The girls shifted to the front while the men focused on me.

“Ready?” I heard him ask.

Squeezing my eyes shut, I just focused on the girl’s cries. I knew he wasn’t going to show any mercy since it needed to get done and done correctly but fuck. His fingers shoved into my side a second before a needle stabbed me.

“FUCK!” I growled as my jaw clenched around whatever was in my mouth.

“Fuck, he is strong.” I heard the guys say. It sounded like they were trying to use all their muscle to keep me down. Penny’s face flashed before my eyes, telling me to relax.

My mind instantly followed her. Surrounded by smoke, I followed her. She wasn’t pregnant but she kept motioning me to follow her. So, I started running. It didn’t matter how fast I ran, I couldn’t catch up to her.

“Come.” I heard her whisper

“I’m trying.” The urgency in my voice was clear. It was almost a worry as I tried to get to her.

Eventually, she stopped walking and turned away from me. The sounds of babies crying replaced her angelic voice, bring me to my knees. As Penny faded away, three babies wrapped tightly in blankets laid before me.

Elijah Colt was etched into a name plate. It was on the chest of the first baby to the right. Cooper Brian was the next baby boy and then was the smallest baby of them all. Where Elijah and Cooper were solid babies, the little girl was the tinest. Wrapped in a floral blanket, her name tag read Eliana Penelope.

My legs gave out as I fell to my knees. Tears ran down my face as I scooped all three of them up. First was my little girl, the spinning image of her mother. So sweet and so little. Then my second born son. The one that will test my patience but be incredibly loyal to his friends. The one that is everyone’s ride or die friend. The last one is my first born son. The one that is the heir to the pack. He will be strong and intelligent. He will guide his siblings on the right path, keeping them out of trouble.

“I’m fine!” I yelled as I realized it was just my mind playing tricks on me. My mind took me to a place of comfort and safety. What confused me was if I saw the future. Would I have three babies and no Penny?

“Colt!” Penny’s sweet voice filled my ears before the electrifying sparks ran down my arm.

“Penny!” My hand found her arm and hung on to her for dear life. It was like I lost her and finally found her again. She was alive and beside me. I wasn’t about to let her go. Pulling her closet to me, I felt myself relax.

Slowly, I tried to open my eyes again. “Turn the lights off.” Penny said in a more authoritive voice than I heard before.

The world instantly dimmed, allowing me to open them more and focus. My pack doctor was standing beside the bed, examining my wound. “He did a great job stitching this up. I am going to give you a shot of antibiotics but your alpha healing as already has this looking pretty good. Obviously, take it easy in the next day or two.”

“Thank you, doctor.” Penny said more softly. I watched as the doctor walked out before I saw movement to my side.

“How are you feeling?” Alec asked. Ice was holding on to his arm for dear life as she looked at me.

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