The Alpha's Unwanted Luna (by Miss L) novel Chapter 128

Chapter 128

69 – Kennedy

“Are you joining us for breakfast today, Luna?” Danny called out, not allowing me to linger any longer with Bennet.

“I suppose so,” I replied with a slight shrug. I remembered Ryker mentioning last night that he wanted me to sit with him during meals, but I wasn’t sure if it was a gentle request, a firm command, or simply a way to get me to engage in conversation.

“Great!” Danny exclaimed, looping his arm around mine. I couldn’t help but giggle as we began walking away. Naturally, Ryker growled in protest, but Danny paid no mind.

I was certain they were exchanging words through the mindlink, but for once, it didn’t bother me. I knew Danny was teasing Ryker about me, and honestly, I didn’t mind. What intrigued me most was observing how Ryker behaved around his pack members when I was present. The man had seemed hesitant and unsure last night, but that was unlike the Alpha I knew—strong, confident, and commanding in front of his pack. So far, he had made it clear that I wasn’t significant to him, mostly ignoring me and leaving me alone. Only a handful of females shot me dirty looks, but none had taken any further action.

I felt a sudden tension as we stepped into the breakfast room. Amy sat at the table nearest the entrance, clearly waiting to pounce on Ryker. Her half-standing stance was oddly comical, but her expression was pure venom. My worries lasted only a moment before strong, warm hands wrapped around my waist from behind, and Danny’s arm slid away from my shoulder. Ryker pulled me back against his chest, and a wave of relief washed over me. Danny stayed to my right; Bennet took the left.

“You okay?” Ryker whispered softly in my ear.

I nodded, though he wasn’t satisfied.

“I need to hear it, mate,” he insisted, his voice low and urgent. A shiver ran through me, and I leaned closer into him.

“Yes, I’m fine,” I murmured. Without hesitation, Ryker slipped between Danny and me, guiding us toward his table, completely ignoring Amy’s futile attempts to speak. I smiled at the side he chose. What he didn’t realize was that the more jealous he acted, the more Danny would tease him—and I was more than willing to encourage that.

As we moved through the room, my gaze drifted to the window, and I gasped. Without thinking, I made my way toward the door that led to the back patio. Stepping outside, a cool blast of air hit my face, forcing me to squint as my eyes adjusted to the dazzling sunlight reflecting off the untouched snow.

“Oh wow,” I breathed. “It looks like millions of diamonds are scattered across the branches and the ground. Given how Silver Crescent is arranged, with the packhouse at the center, it’s rare to see fresh snow this pristine.” The scene was breathtaking.

“Please tell me you’ve seen snow before,” Ryker rumbled, his voice deep and teasing—even when he was mocking me, it sounded incredibly sexy.

“Yes, I’ve seen snow, Ryker,” I replied, amused.

“I think I’m beginning to understand why my wolf is so captivated by the way you say his name. Your voice is beautiful—he could listen to you talk for hours. Are you a fan of winter, mate?”

“Did I catch a challenge in your voice?”

“Maybe,” I admitted, “but I’m smart enough not to challenge you before I see what you’re capable of. You’re a sneaky fighter—I bet your throw is wicked, and your aim deadly.” It was cold out here, and I wasn’t dressed for snow play—my jeans and sweater wouldn’t hold up for long. But standing here on the deck next to Ryker, I felt perfectly comfortable.

“Luna… Incoming!” Danny shouted.

Instinctively, I grabbed Ryker’s shirt and spun us around just as I heard the soft thuds of snow hitting his back, and tiny flecks of snow dusted my face from over his shoulder.

“I see how it is,” Ryker laughed, looking down at me.

“You still owe me. It’s only fair,” I said with a shrug and a smile.

He tightened his arms around me. “As long as you keep looking at me like that, they can keep throwing snowballs at me all day.”

Thump, thump, thump. He pulled me closer, his shoulders curling protectively as the snowballs continued to fly.