Chasing His Wolfless Luna Back (Rayna Quinn) novel Chapter 130

She’s My Choice (Part 1)

Sebastian’s POV

I couldn’t describe the fear that gripped me when I saw that bastard standing in front of

Thea. She was trembling, tears streaming down her face. When she closed her eyes, seemingly accepting her fate, I nearly collapsed to my knees.

I roared, red consuming my vision as my wolf took over, slicing his throat in an instant.

If not for considering her condition, I would’ve let that werewolf live a little longer, just to

make him experience what true pain felt like.

When I crouched beside her, Thea’s voice was weak: “Aurora needs medical attention immediately, Sebastian.”

I’d already contacted Beta and Damien through the mind link. The medical team would

arrive within minutes. Not that I didn’t care about Aurora–I did–but I cared more about

Thea.

Her clothes were stained with blood, her hands covered in it, and her outer arms and

elbows were scattered with small scrapes and cuts.

“Did they hurt you?” I asked through clenched teeth.

She flinched, then lowered her head. Fuck! Her condition cut me like a knife. I just wanted to kill every bastard who tried to harm her.

“That’s not important… just scratches from escaping. Aurora’s situation is more urgent

right now,” she insisted, trying to stand up, but her body clearly wouldn’t cooperate.

I gently pressed on her shoulder, continuing to check her injuries. Her wrists were raw from the ropes, the blood already dried; her ankles were severely swollen and covered in

bruises. The more I saw the extent of her injuries, the higher my fury rose. More importantly, she was carrying a pup, and those fuckers dared to treat her like this.

“Sebastian, are you listening to me?” Her tone was filled with resignation, and I knew that if she weren’t so exhausted and injured, she would definitely have said something sharper.

“I’m listening. The medical team will be here soon,” I answered. “Now tell me who hurt

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you.”

She sighed deeply, her body slumping against a nearby container.

“One of Graves’s men. He tried to hit me when I talked back,” she told me tiredly.

“Describe what he looks like,” I commanded, already deciding in my heart to personally end the wolf who dared to touch her.

“No need,” her voice suddenly gained some strength. “During our escape, he was the first to find us. I kicked him in the groin, took his gun, and gave him one bullet in each leg as

a gift.”

I was somewhat surprised at how well she had handled herself against a male werewolf without a wolf of her own. I couldn’t help but let a small smile play at my lips. This was Thea now–no longer allowing herself to be bullied, a she–wolf fighting for herself and

Before I could ask her why she thought escaping was a good idea, the sound of an ambulance came from the distance. Damien, Roman, and the medical team soon appeared

“What happened?” one of the doctors asked.

“Will she be okay?” her voice was filled with fear.

This was one of the things I loved about her. Despite Aurora’s constant cruelty toward her, it didn’t stop her from worrying about her sister. She was a fucking angel, and I cursed myself for taking so long to realize it.

“Yes, her pulse is a bit weak, but once we get her to the hospital, she’ll be fine,” the doctor answered before they wheeled the stretcher away.

“Thea, are you alright?” Roman stepped forward, concern in his voice.

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