The Alpha's Unwanted Luna (by Miss L) novel Chapter 330

Chapter 330

15 – Elara

Can someone really feel the urge to kill so many people all at once? Lately, my father and Ben have been battling fiercely for the top spot on my personal irritation leaderboard. Not far behind them are Richard, Jeff, and Sebastian, all hovering just out of reach but equally aggravating. Until now, my dad’s leadership team never followed my lead or gave any indication they wanted to protect me. Their focus has always been on my parents, which makes sense, since none of them have children old enough to take on the role yet. Sebastian’s son is barely a year old—he will likely be the Delta for my future kids, if I ever have any. That is, assuming my mate lives long enough.

“We need to get going. Junior’s waiting for us, and you wanted to run along the waterfront,” Ben says without looking up from the map sprawled on the desk. It’s been nearly two months, and this map has become his constant companion in my study. I wonder what he expects to find after all this time. Saying nothing, I turn and walk out of the room.

My wolf’s paws hit the dirt with steady rhythm. The forest air is thick with the scent of earth and pine, and the feeling of the soil beneath her feet is grounding. I have mixed feelings about the shift from winter to spring—there’s a maddening pattern of false starts. Since the Silver Crescent group arrived, we’ve had a few mild days, and I hoped we might skip the back-and-forth and move straight into spring. But that hope is dashed as a cold front sweeps in from across the water. We examine the area carefully. The scent trails we tracked earlier remain strong, indicating someone is still running this path. This time, however, we cross into Malcom Jr.’s territory. The trails continue, but when I try to follow them further, Ben’s wolf halts me. I wish I were fully shifted so I could mindlink with him like my father does. Being half in and half out of wolf form is frustrating, especially when it feels like my dad is deliberately making my responsibilities harder.

“Do you smell that?” Dev asks. “Looks like we’re getting snow again. I thought we were done with that.”

“Yeah, I noticed the change yesterday. The wind off the lake is only going to make it worse,” Jax says, flanking me on the other side.

“Elara, your dad needs me,” Richard says stiffly. He clearly dislikes me—and guarding me seems to be a burden he resents. He jumps at any chance to leave my side.

“That’s fine, Richard. I can hear Junior’s men coming to meet us. Take Jeff with you,” I reply firmly.

“But—”

“Take him. I’m not in the mood for his attitude today.”

“Stop drooling and tell us what’s going on,” Jax says with a raised eyebrow. I start to respond through the link.

“Just tell all of us. This telephone nonsense is driving me crazy. We’ve all seen you naked,” he adds with a teasing grin.

Ben rumbles low in response, shooting Jax a sideways glance, but neither of them reacts further.

“Just shift and talk to us. Those three have been unusually involved over the past two weeks. What’s going on?” Jax presses.

I shift fully, standing tall with my hands on my hips, daring Ben or any of them to react. I ignore Ben’s shallow breathing—he wants to cover me up but won’t say a word as he stands just as bare, right there in front of my very gay and very taken warriors.