The Alpha's Unwanted Luna (by Miss L) novel Chapter 263

Chapter 263

“Hey, Warrior Princess,” Sammy’s voice broke the tense silence, his tone gentle but firm. “If that’s how things stand, he’s going to need more time. We’ll radio down to keep them updated, but Grant is here for you, and he’ll wait as long as it takes. We’re going to run a quick patrol just to make sure no one followed you here. Sound good?” He cleared his throat, glancing between me and Greta.

I couldn’t decipher Greta’s silent message, but her body language was unmistakable—she wanted Sammy and Jensen gone. Without another word, the two men dropped their bags and headed out the door, their footsteps fading down the hall.

“What do you mean by ‘build a tolerance’?” Greta’s low growl was directed at me alone, her eyes narrowing.

I shifted slightly in her arms, trying to ease the tension. “Well,” I began, “we never trusted him. So, we took turns applying the neurotoxin to ourselves and inflicting wounds—just to see what it actually does and how people react.” Her fingers dug into my skin, but she remained silent, listening. “We couldn’t rely on his word. Just give me a few more hours, and then we can leave. I’m talking now, and I can move most of my body. I just want to be able to move on my own, in case something else happens. We were lucky nothing happened to you while you brought me here.”

Greta’s eyes softened a little. “Well, we both know how to fight. I think the survivors ran scared.”

I looked up at her, surprised. “I’m honestly amazed you brought me here. You could have just left me behind—I was barely alive.”

“There’s no way I would ever leave you,” she said firmly. “I don’t leave men behind. Ever. Especially not…”

“Especially not what?” I interrupted, my voice barely above a whisper. “The mate you don’t want? We all know you don’t want me. Even I know your alpha sent me here with you so you could reject me without the whole pack watching.” The words hit me hard, and I felt my stomach twist painfully. Another rejection would shatter me, but I wasn’t going to follow her around like a lost puppy as I did with Amy. I wasn’t wanted. I wasn’t good enough—even though the Goddess had options lined up for me. No one wanted to claim me when I was six. Nan took all of us in, like lost boys in Peter Pan. She was our last hope.

I tried to pull away slightly, but the moment her hands left me, my body betrayed me. The poison still coursing through my veins made me convulse violently. I collapsed, and she caught me, pulling me back against her chest.

“If I didn’t want you here—alive or whatever—I wouldn’t have dragged your big ass for hours to get you to a safe place. And I wouldn’t be lying here with you now, making sure you don’t seize,” she said softly, her voice filled with a fierce protectiveness.

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