The Alpha's Unwanted Luna (by Miss L) novel Chapter 345

Chapter 345

I glanced over at Jer as we stepped out of the office. “Did your dad mention when he wants us to leave?” I asked, curiosity tugging at me.

Jeremiah nodded. “He said the morning of our birthday. That way, we’ll get there just in time for dinner and surprise Ken. Why do you ask?”

He trailed behind me, Rayna close by, pretending not to eavesdrop on our conversation. Honestly, I didn’t mind her listening; if she weren’t here, Jer would have told her anyway.

“I need to check in with Junior and Elara,” I admitted, my voice low. “They don’t have the same resources we do, and I worry the support around them is fragile at best. Richard is doing his job, but I don’t trust the Delta and Gamma at Black Claw. Something feels off about them—I just can’t put my finger on it. Maybe they don’t want a female Alpha, but I suspect there’s more beneath the surface. Luna Sam is pushing herself to the brink, too. They’ve got warriors, but their leadership is practically nonexistent. I’m planning to head to Black Claw first, check on them, then swing by Red Fang to see Luna Sam and Junior. They need to know what we’re doing in case they need to step in while we’re gone. They should also know who to contact. It shouldn’t take more than a day.”

Rayna’s soft voice came from just behind Jeremiah. “What are you going to do, Ben?”

I stopped and turned toward her. “Do you mean about Luna?”

She glanced around cautiously, but by then we were in the hallway leading to our bedrooms, far from any prying ears. “I know Elara is your mate. I can feel it. But it’s clear neither of you have made any progress with the bond. What’s your plan?”

I hesitated, the weight of the question pressing down on me. “Honestly, I don’t know.”

I glanced at Jeremiah over her shoulder. “You’re okay with that? With everything that could happen to her?”

Jeremiah shrugged, a hint of resignation in his smile. “It’s not up to me. Ryker knows what we fear, but he’s choosing to try, and that’s something Ken deserves. Can you imagine telling her not to, if it’s truly what she wants?” His smile was weak, but genuine. I just exhaled sharply through my nose. He wasn’t wrong, but it still stung. I wasn’t sure I could watch someone else claim her.

“I need to go,” I said, stepping back from Rayna’s embrace. “I’ll be back by the end of tomorrow.”

She nodded, understanding. I turned toward my room. After Kennedy left, Jeremiah had moved me here. He said it was to help with the transition, but I suspect it was so they could keep a closer eye on me—both him and Rayna. The early days of my depression were dark and heavy. Neither of them followed me now to force conversation, and the house was quiet as I loaded the SUV for my trip. This would probably be my first solo visit to the other packs. The thought made my chest tighten, but I pushed forward, determined to do what needed to be done.