The Alpha's Unwanted Luna (by Miss L) novel Chapter 397

Chapter 397

57 – Elara

“Make sure you give him a big hug and tell him how much you missed him while you were away,” Jax teased as we stepped back into the packhouse. For the first time in weeks, I felt thoroughly exhausted—but in the best way possible. Jax had clearly understood exactly what I needed, and he hadn’t held back. Dev was out on patrol with Owen, one of the male witches in the coven, so it was just Jax and me for now. Even though I felt good, I wasn’t about to let him get away with mocking me. I swung my arm back toward his face, more playful than angry, but if he didn’t zip it, we might have another round.

“You want more of this, baby Alpha?” he taunted, skipping ahead down the hallway toward our wing. A few coven members were scattered about, but I wasn’t in the mood for an audience, and Jax seriously needed to learn when to keep quiet.

“I’m not sure you could handle any more, Delta. You already look like you got dragged through a mud puddle. Your mate’s going to be disappointed,” I shot back.

“He’ll only be mad because he didn’t get to join in,” Jax said with a grin. “Next time, you should fill me in on your full plans. Maybe we could do a double date night.” Then, laughing, he darted away from me again. “You know we wouldn’t mind sharing your big broody beefcake.” This time, he took off at full speed, and I chased him down the hall.

“Uh… yeah… just worried about the kids here,” I blurted, scrambling for an excuse. “It always has my wolf and me dreaming of the worst-case scenarios.” I rubbed my face, avoiding his gaze—the one person who somehow managed to quiet the panicked thoughts that I was failing at my job. “When are you guys leaving?” I shifted, trying to sound casual as I moved to get out of bed and get dressed. Truthfully, I just wanted to hear his voice before he disappeared for who knew how long. I hated how much I felt the pull of my mate, but I couldn’t deny it any longer. I wanted to solve this witch and rogue problem so I could finally have time to really get to know Ben, without all this chaos in the way.

“I’m meeting Sebastian, Richard, Owen, and Damon for breakfast downstairs… if you want to join us and hear the plan,” he said, his feet shuffling as I pulled a shirt over my head. Somehow, changing clothes mid-conversation had become a comfortable, if strange, habit between us—probably the least awkward thing we did together right now. We exchanged quick summaries of our plans as we got ready, then prepared to go our separate ways.

“Yeah, I probably should know what you’re planning, just in case Junior needs information, or…” I let the sentence trail off, unwilling to voice the worst possibility. Just in case something goes wrong, we’ll know where to look.