Page 64 of Alpha's Revenge Luna
Dion is on top of me in an instant, his hand at my throat.I struggle beneath him, trying to push him off me, but he is too strong.
“Time’s up,” he growls in my ear.“You lose.”
I feel his teeth sink into my neck, and I scream as pain rips through me.I feel him drinking from me, taking not just my blood but also my very life force.I thrash, but he doesn’t stop when I suddenly feel him bite me again, only this time lower where my neck meets my shoulder.
“No!”I choke out a whimper as his teeth sink deeper where his mark will lay.Then everything goes black.
Chapter 20
“Damn it, Emery!”I hiss under my breath as her limpform rests against my chest.The moon’s cold light reveals the path back to the packhouse, casting sinister shadows that seem to mock our every step as I carry her back through the dense forest.Emery squirms in my arms, coming in and out of consciousness, I fed too much on her, she’s lost a lot of blood.
The scent of blood and death clings to me.There were too many, I had no choice but to retreat with Kyrio or risk losing him, too.Men–my men–are dead because of her reckless actions.
“Dion,” she murmurs, eyes fluttering open with an effort.“I didn’t mean for…”
“Save your excuses,” I snap, cutting off her feeble attempt at explaining herself.Her piercing eyes, once filled with determination and defiance, now hold a glimmer of fear.Good.She needs to understand the gravity of her actions.
“Please,” she whispers, clinging to consciousness.“I told her to warn them not…”
I narrow my eyes, weighing the sincerity in her words.Emery, despite her stubbornness, is going to get herself killed.
“Listen closely,” I command, my voice low and dangerous.“You will follow my orders from here on out, unquestionably.If you so much as think about putting this pack in danger again, I won’t hesitate to take action.Understand?”My wolf growls in my head at my words, he hated keeping her in the dungeons, but also knew I may have killed her had she been near me.
Emery swallows hard.Her vulnerability at this moment gives me pause–a side of her that few have seen, let alone myself.Despite my distrust and anger, something within me softens, ever so slightly, when I see her struggling with such a simple action such as nodding.
She groans, lifting her hand to her neck, but even that she struggles with, and her arm falls limply, dangling before she completely goes limp.I stop, maneuvering her so her head rests on my shoulder.
“Emery?”I tap her face as I hoist her higher before sweeping her hair from her neck to reveal it is still bleeding.I run my tongue over my mark, watching as the bleeding slows.
“She needs a doctor, you took too much, and she hasn’t eaten in two days,” my wolf snarls at me.
“She just requires rest, it’s because I marked her,” I tell my wolf, but he snarls.
“Idiot!I don’t feel the bond any stronger, marking her means I should feel her completely!”he spits at me, and I pause once more, the pack house coming into view through the trees.I feel for the bond.I felt it when I marked her, I could have sworn it.Now it’s just a numbing sensation.I can still feel her, but it’s no different from before I marked her.Shaking off the thought, I continue toward the packhouse.
As we approach, the sun retreats completely, replaced by the flickering glow of stars and packhouse lights.Familiar scents surround us–my pack, my family.But tonight, the air hangs heavy with loss and the scent of salty tears.
Stepping inside, Kyrio is waiting by the door, then follows me upstairs to my room.
Kyrio’s footsteps echo softly behind me.His silence amplifies the turmoil within me, an unspoken current of tensionthat crackles like a brewing storm.My clenched hands ache from the force of my grip on Emery’s limp form, her breaths shallow and uneven.
“Alpha,” Kyrio mutters, his voice strained.“We need to talk about what happened.”
“Not now, Kyrio!”I snap, the anger in my voice barely contained.“First, I must see to Emery.”
As we reach the door, I kick it open with a surge of force, the impact reverberating through the building.Kyrio winces but remains silent, understanding that now is not the time for confrontation.
I lay Emery down on the bed, her once-vibrant eyes now closed.My gaze lingers on the mark adorning her neck–the symbol of our bond, yet it looks wrong, I sweep her hair to find it now fading into a sinister black mark.A knot of panic tightens in my chest, sending tendrils of dread coiling through my mind.
“Emery?”I breathe, my voice breaking at the sight of her mark.
“Alpha,” Kyrio hesitates, shifting uneasily.“We can’t ignore the consequences of her actions.The pack isn’t happy and believe Luna is putting us at risk.We lost men–”
“Enough!”I roar, spinning to face him, my eyes blazing with fury.“I know what we lost, Kyrio.But right now, something is wrong…” my voice trails off and Kyrio steps forward to see what I am talking about.
His eyes meet mine for a moment, he then snaps to attention, the tension in his muscles mirroring my own.Kyrio’s gaze flicks to Emery and then back to me, concern replacing the anger in his eyes.
“I’ll get the pack doctor,” he responds instantly, already moving.
