Chasing His Wolfless Luna Back (Rayna Quinn) novel Chapter 75

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Sebastian’s POV

I stood before the floor–to–ceiling windows of my office, staring at the moon through the clouds. Over a month had passed, and I still couldn’t bring myself to face Thea. Every time I thought about talking to her, my throat closed up like someone was choking me.

Weak, my wolf mocked inside my head. You’re an Alpha who can’t even manage a fucking

apology.

He was right. How could I explain to her? How could I tell this woman I’d coldly rejected for seven years that I’d been wrong about her the entire time? I’d single–handedly destroyed her reputation, made the entire Pack look down on the “wolfless” Luna. I’d never been wrong about anything. I was always right, goddammit–except when it came to

Thea.

I picked up my coffee from the desk. It had gone cold. The bitter liquid slid down my throat but couldn’t wash away the guilt inside me. I’d let Pack members mock her behind her back. I’d allowed family and friends to blame her for everything. And worst of all, I’d personally told Leo his mother wasn’t fit to be Luna because she had no wolf.

Because she had no wolf. What a bullshit excuse that seemed now.

I was disgusted with myself.

A knock on the door interrupted my self–loathing. Rayne, my Beta, stood in the doorway

with a serious expression.

“Alpha, Roman Sterling is here. He looks… extremely agitated.”

“Send him in.”

Everything had gone to shit since that damned security footage came to light. Damien

had insisted on telling everyone the truth, and now both Packs knew Thea hadn’t

deliberately seduced me. But Aurora still maintained that Thea shouldn’t have had

feelings for a male who had chosen his mate.

Aurora… things between us hadn’t improved either. This woman I’d once been obsessed with kept pushing, but for some reason, I just couldn’t bring myself to give in.

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Especially after she’d threatened Leo. Something in me had died after that.

Roman strode in, anxiety written all over his face. His appearance immediately put me on alert.

“What’s wrong?” I asked directly, gesturing for him to sit.

Roman’s hands were balled into tight fists, his knuckles white. “I got a call from Thea. She barely spoke before I heard a scream, and then the call dropped. I’ve called back countless times, but no answer. Iris isn’t responding either. It’s been almost two hours now.”

My heart skipped a beat. Thea would never voluntarily contact Roman unless something extreme was happening. My wolf also became alert, pacing anxiously within me.

“Do you know where they went? Any idea at all?” I asked, already pulling out my phone.

“No clue. Iris didn’t tell me their exact location.”

I immediately contacted Kestrel: “Track Thea’s car. Now.”

“On it, Alpha.”

Without Thea’s knowledge, I’d installed a GPS tracker in her car. It was the most direct protection I could think of, especially after she’d adamantly refused to let me assign bodyguards to her.

My phone vibrated seconds later. Looking at the message, I frowned. “Her car is parked near one of my nightclubs. Let’s go.”

is still here.”

Roman rummaged through the bags on the table, looking up in alarm. “Iris’s phone, wallet -everything’s still here.”

A sense of foreboding gripped me. I turned to the bartender: “When did they leave? Did you see them after that?”

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