The Alpha's Unwanted Luna (by Miss L) novel Chapter 290

Chapter 290

35 – Finn

Words fail to capture the overwhelming comfort I feel holding Greta close in my arms. Yet, there’s no time to dwell on that warmth now; this battle is far from over. Sliding my fingers gently through her hair, I press a soft kiss to her lips one last time before easing her off my lap and rising to my feet. She catches on quickly, grasping my hand tightly, and together we sprint into the dense forest, the sounds of snarling wolves and snapping jaws echoing behind us.

“They knew we were coming,” Greta murmurs, a rare trace of worry threading through her voice—something I’m not accustomed to hearing.

“I’m aware,” I reply, frustration thick in my tone. “I think your warriors got outmaneuvered.” Ryker’s team is notoriously skilled, so it’s baffling how this could have happened.

“Could they be using any of your old hideouts or secret routes to infiltrate the pack?” she asks, eyes scanning the shadows.

“I doubt it,” I say thoughtfully. “Amy’s father was extremely secretive about our movements. There was a heavy reliance on magic to mask our travel. No one really knew where or how we moved until we reached the destination he chose.”

“He really pushed the magic, didn’t he?” Greta comments, shaking her head.

“Yeah, he had plenty of weaknesses, but his powers made up for them. That’s how he kept control over us most of the time. We were always numb, thanks to whatever he slipped into our food. The worst part? We knew what he was doing—and we let it happen.” Bitterness seeps into my voice despite my efforts to suppress it.

He used to give us these long, hollow speeches about safety and focus, about how it was necessary to keep us from distractions while we fulfilled our destiny against Ryker’s pack. It was all lies—nothing but a load of bullsh*t.

We reach a small clearing where at least ten wolves are locked in fierce combat. Now that I bear Greta’s mark, I can easily distinguish between the rogues and those loyal to the pack by scent alone. It’s a crucial advantage to know who stands with me and who stands against me. Turning to my mate, I ask, “Ready to finish this?”

She giggles softly, a spark of determination lighting her eyes. “Absolutely. Let’s see who’s the better fighter now.”

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