The Alpha's Unwanted Luna (by Miss L) novel Chapter 138

Chapter 138

74 – Kennedy

I can’t quite put my finger on what’s changed, but honestly, I’m not about to complain. Ever since they found me nearly frozen in the forest, Ryker and Bennet seem to have reached some kind of unspoken truce. I’m not completely on my own anymore—not quite. That would be asking too much, I suppose. Still, I’ve started training with Greta again. The biting cold outside is brutal on my thin skin, but at least I get to use the gym at the training center, which is a small mercy.

It hit me only recently how much weight and muscle I’d lost—Greta didn’t hold back, kicking my ass during workouts and then teasing me about how weak I’d become. But every day I feel myself growing stronger, and that progress is lifting my spirits more than I expected.

School has taken over my life too. I’m fully caught up now, and I’m gearing up to take on a light load of business classes. I want to follow in the footsteps of my parents and Aunt Beth. Being so far from my mom’s studio and right in the middle of the largest wolf pack I know means I probably won’t be training any humans anytime soon. But since construction and building projects are the pack’s main source of income, maybe I’ll focus on something that helps me understand that world better. I’ll stick with the basics for now and see where it takes me. After all, Sarah did say I should do what I want and let Ryker handle the bills.

Every Saturday morning, I have a standing date with Alpha to watch the pups. He sits beside me on the sidelines now, and the kids have finally warmed up to him. I think Emily’s approval had a lot to do with that—she was the first to approach him, gently petting his head after giving me a warm hug. No one else dares touch him, though that might be some kind of guy code.

“Luna, are you coming to training today? We’ve been working on this new move that’s super hard, but I was the first to nail it. You should come see,” one of the boys calls out. I think his name is Brandon. There are so many kids now that I can’t always match names to faces.

“He just wants to show off for his Luna,” someone teases.

“Alpha, don’t tell me you’re jealous too,” another chimes in.

“I don’t get jealous,” Alpha replies firmly. “I just don’t like any guy hitting on my mate. Doesn’t matter how young he is.”

“That sounds a lot like jealousy to me,” I giggle, leaning back against his warm fur. He emits a low rumble, like a contented purr. Late January’s cold still bites through the air.

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