The Alpha's Unwanted Luna (by Miss L) novel Chapter 406

Chapter 406

63 – Elara

“You do realize you can’t just outrun anxiety, right?” My wolf’s voice sneers inside my mind, clearly enjoying every moment of my torment.

I grit my teeth, pushing my pace even harder. “I gave them all the exact same instructions… yet not a single one checked in yesterday. Not Sebastian, who’s supposed to be *my* Delta, nor Richard, who treats following orders like some sacred law. What am I supposed to think? Everyone knows Ben’s affected by this magle crap, and he’s the only one under twenty-one in the group that went out. There have been so many ‘random’ rogue attacks lately it’s almost expected now.” My breath comes out in a rough grunt as I accelerate. I should shift, let my wolf take over and run wild, but that kind of burning muscle fatigue is what I really need—not the relentless pounding of my wolf’s energy.

“We both know he’s fine. We can feel it. You need to relax a little,” she says, her voice calm but firm.

I shake my head. “What about the others? Owen, Damon, Richard, Sebastian—they all went with him. What if something’s wrong with all of them? I get why my dad kept Mom so close all the time.”

“You can sense every member of your pack. Don’t try to fool me with that,” she counters sharply. “And if something had happened to the witches, they’d have called Brianna and Marietta by now. Why not reach out to Ben?”

“And look desperate? Absolutely not. We have better things to do…” I mutter, trying to push the thought away.

“I know you don’t want to hear this, and you’ve got a thousand things on your plate, but at the very least, you should mark each other,” Brianna says gently one evening. “You’re both leaning towards the bond. It’ll make you stronger, your pack stronger. That connection? It’s huge for morale. Forget anyone who thinks it’s just a male/female thing—it’s about leadership. It’ll keep you both safe, especially if this magic stuff is as nasty as Jason and Tommy say.”

“Well, at least you gave me some logic,” I admit, rubbing the back of my neck. “I’ll talk to him when he gets back. He’s visiting Junior right now. We haven’t heard from him, and Ben’s worried something’s wrong.” I sigh, holding my phone between my shoulder and ear as I straighten my chair and sit down. “No promises, but I will bring up marking. Okay?”

“That’s all I ask,” she replies in a voice so sweet it’s almost teasing. She’s definitely used to getting her way.

I lean back, letting out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. The weight of everything still presses down on me, but maybe—just maybe—I’m starting to find a way through the storm.