Chapter 18
His Favored Luna
Autumnâs POV
âAutumn, please say something?â I stand there stunned and shamed that another woman carries my mateâs pup, this pup is supposed to be mine. By werewolf law, I can kill her and her pup, but she is human and knows nothing about werewolves or our laws. I canât end her life, Greyson used her to satisfy his physical needs until he found me. I know I shouldnât be angry at him, but it does anger me, I canât help the rage I feel, I need time alone. I leave the office and when he turns to follow me I tell him âdonât come near me, I need to be aloneâ thankfully he stops.
I donât even bother stripping I shift mid run and my clothes shred on the ground behind me and I feel a piece of clothing still attached around my leg, this is why I hate shifting with clothes on, never fails something is going to hang on, it would be comical if I werenât so pissed. I turn and reach for it with my teeth and rip it off. Well most of it. When I am finally free of all my clothing I notice I am leaving bread crumb trail of clothes in my wake, I run to the south end of the territory, I am mind linked by boarder patrol asking if I am running parameter rounds. I ask them to open the gate. Their response angers me âLuna? Are you sure you want to leave the territory? It isnât safeâ I link them back âopen the fucking gate, now!â
The territory wall and gates were erected after I left five years ago. I think that I was the reason it came to be with me constantly visiting the place I wondered off to as a pup when my parents found me. I was surrounded by wolves and I didnât know they were enemy wolves until they killed my parents. I was so used to seeing wolves that when I saw them they didnât scare me. The guilt I have for leading my parents to them stays with me. How the moon goddess believed me to be worthy of the gifts she has bestowed upon me is beyond my measure of understanding. Maybe Greyson having a child with a human is my punishment for bringing death upon my parents. I run to the spot where I last saw them and lay down in my wolf form and howl out my pain, over and over before collapsing in whines and whimpers. I can still smell my parents blood that permeates the earth, soaked into the core that rain and snow canât wash away. I shift back to my human form and I lay there and I cry until exhaustion takes over and I fall asleep.