The Alpha's Unwanted Luna (by Miss L) novel Chapter 193

Chapter 193

I lean in slowly, finally ready to press my lips to hers. But the moment our skin brushes, she lets out a small, shaky whimper. Deep inside my chest, Alpha growls low and fierce—an ominous warning. Someone is about to pay for standing between me and my mate.

Kennedy doesn’t falter for a second. Her hands grip my cheeks firmly, but her gaze isn’t on me—it’s sharp, alert. “Finn, where’s Dirk?” she asks calmly, almost too composed for the chaos around us. How does she know all these names? And how can she stay so collected?

“I can call him here, if you want, Luna,” I offer quietly.

Bennet sneers, unable to hide his annoyance. “F*cking suck up,” he mutters under his breath. Kennedy’s lips twitch into a faint, knowing smile at his jab.

Without warning, Kennedy releases my face, and Alpha whines softly, unsettled by the sudden loss of contact. But then, a wave of calm washes over me, soothing the beast within.

“Thank you, Luna. I’m sorry,” Bennet says, stepping so close I can feel the heat radiating from his body. It’s uncomfortable, but I don’t pull away. Kennedy must have her hand on him, grounding us both. The tense moment shatters abruptly as a wolf is dragged forward, cursing under his breath.

“Ryker, put me down,” she whispers, her voice fierce but low.

“No chance,” I reply just as quietly.

“Let me go, you c*cksucking motherf*ckers!” The rogue snarls, struggling against the two warriors holding him by the arms. He spits venom at Finn. “What kind of Alpha are you? Selling out your own pack for what—a pair of tits? Did she suck you off too? Now you’re at the mercy of two b*tches?”

Kennedy nods toward the man, her voice sharp. “He tied me up and broke my face.” She shudders slightly, then adds quietly, “He’s the reason my blood stains this forest.” I hear her catch her breath as I toss her to Josh without hesitation. There’s no way I’m letting Bennet in on the details of this bastard’s cruelty.

“She ran off when you all broke into the rogue camp. Finn, can you track her through your bond?”

“I’ll try. We’ve got so many precautions in place, though. Our senses are dulled inside the camp—funny enough, that was her and her dad’s idea.”

“While we wait… How many people are with you, Finn? Any kids or anyone needing serious medical care?” Kennedy’s concern is immediate and genuine. Despite everything she’s been through—kidnapped, tortured—her first thought is about helping others.

“We have a few warriors injured, but no children. We’ve been without a home for about a year now. All these people could use a warm bed and a hot meal.”

Kennedy looks at me with pleading eyes. What she doesn’t realize is that right now, I would say yes to anything she asked—no matter what.