The Alpha's Unwanted Luna (by Miss L) novel Chapter 291

Chapter 291

My wolf paid no mind to Janelle’s frantic rambling. “You should’ve thought twice before attacking again,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous.

I tightened my grip around his neck one last time, tasting the metallic tang of blood as it mixed with the adrenaline coursing through me. Beneath me, he writhed and twisted, desperate to break free, but I had him firmly pinned on his side. His claws swiped through the air, but they never connected with my skin. Janelle’s agonized cries pierced the tense air once more, only fueling my wolf’s fury. With a final snap of his powerful jaws and a sharp twist of the neck, he silenced her screams. Janelle let out a scream of pain, then turned her fury toward me.

This time, I shifted back into my human form, needing to face her and speak directly.

“How could you?” she spat, her voice trembling with rage and disbelief. “You know what a mate means to us—how vital that bond is to everyone who’s ever been alone, without family or a place to call home. You should understand that better than anyone.”

She lay draped across her mate’s chest, his form shifting back to human as the transformation completed fully.

“I do understand what a mate means,” I replied, my voice steady but laced with bitterness. “My first mate was selfish—a woman who cared for no one but herself. If she truly valued me and the mate bond, none of this would have happened. But she made her choice, and she paid for it with her life. The goddess deemed me worthy of a second mate. My second mate takes that bond seriously. She fights by my side for our pack. So spare me the sentimental crap about your mate being so great. If he was really that amazing, he would have taken you away from this place or at least tried to be part of this pack. He would have given you a home and cared for you instead of going along with whatever ridiculous scheme this was. Claude isn’t even here anymore—so why carry on his plan?”

I barely cared about her response; my words were a distraction while I searched desperately for my mate in my mind.

“How dare you speak of my mate that way! He was better than you’ll ever be,” Janelle shouted, her fury boiling over. “He fought for what he believed in, even if it meant staying outside a normal pack.”

She was so close, her face inches from mine, yelling wildly. I grabbed her wrist firmly and threw her to the ground. I wasn’t in the mood to tolerate her nonsense any longer. My priority was finding my mate. Though it seemed like she wasn’t hurt anymore, the fact that I couldn’t see her filled me with unease.

Greta’s eyes sparkled with warmth.

“You already have a pup?” Janelle shrieked from the ground, breaking the moment. “That was fast! You didn’t even give Amy a chance to rest or mourn her before you went off and got another she-wolf pregnant!”

Greta moved to pull away from me, ready to tear into Janelle again, but I held her firmly, drawing her face back to mine. “Don’t. She’s not worth your anger, your time, or your energy. Let’s go check on Grant and Jensen and see if we can head home.”

We stood there, the tension thick in the air, but for the first time in a long while, I felt a flicker of hope.