The Alpha's Unwanted Luna (by Miss L) novel Chapter 402

Chapter 402

“There’s something else in there with him,” Damon said, his voice low and tense. “I can feel it. Someone must have known he’d be locked up here. That’s why he hasn’t healed. The packhouse itself holds no magic, but…” He raised his hands, pressing against an unseen barrier beyond the silver bars. “It’s overwhelming in here. We have to get him out.”

“No!” Luna Sam sprang up, her eyes wide with alarm as she moved to block Owen. “You can’t do that. He’ll run. We’ve tried everything, and two of our warriors were badly hurt just getting him inside.”

“Ma’am, with all due respect,” Owen said firmly, “he’ll die if he stays any longer. I’m surprised he’s lasted this long. He’s being poisoned by magic.”

Luna Sam staggered, her knees nearly giving way, and I caught her before she fell. “What?” she gasped, her voice trembling.

“We have a lot to discuss,” I said softly, “but first, we need to focus on Junior. Call some warriors and your healers. Make sure no one under twenty-one is involved.” She glanced at me, her eyes searching. “That’s the only rule we have right now. Even I’m feeling the effects. Sebastian and Richard are finishing their patrol and will join Owen and Damon shortly. They’re witches from the Verdant Coven, currently assisting Black Claw with a magic problem that seems to have spread into your pack as well. Like I said, there’s a lot to talk about. Let’s head upstairs. I want a healer to check on you first, then we’ll get Junior out. This won’t be easy to watch, and I can’t have your motherly instincts interfering—no offense.” I half-supported her as we made our way to the stairs.

Before we ascended, I asked Owen and Damon if they had everything needed to contain whatever was affecting Junior. They nodded grimly and began their preparations. Luna Sam and I moved upstairs.

“Maybe a little,” I admitted, trying to keep my tone hopeful. “He’s gotten so strong lately. This might be the only time I regret how much training we put him through. Let’s get you upstairs. You need to rest. He’s going to need you after this. We don’t know what’s going on inside his mind right now. He might not even realize what’s happening to him, but I’m afraid he’s trapped inside his own head—and that can break even the strongest leaders.”

She hesitated for a moment, then allowed me to guide her to her room. I waited quietly in the hallway as she showered and changed. When she finally let me back in, she wordlessly led me to a couch and climbed into her own bed without a word. I stood watch silently, ready for whatever was coming next.