Chapter 12: The Alpha-Luna
Our little ghost woke up two weeks later on a beautiful sunny summer day. She didn’t know how sunny it was or see all the people outside enjoying the weather. She woke up in a dingy cell turned into a hospital room in a dungeon full of criminals, rogues, and everyone else Alpha felt wronged by. She opened her eyes and smiled.
“Hey, look at you. Finally, you decided to join us again. We have missed those dark black, purple eyes and that gorgeous smile. Kelp and I have been getting into trouble without you keeping us in line.” She tried to answer but couldn’t.
“Use our link, Luna. Your vocal cords were destroyed when Thomas shredded your throat. Doc says you will never speak above a whisper again. Even that will be painful.
“No, one or both of you have been sitting with me while I heal.” Her big eyes were watery, and her bowed lips were quivering. “You both have been staying down here with me. Thank you.”
“Hey, none of that. We haven’t done that much. We talked your ear off. That is why you finally woke up, so you could tell us to shut up.”
“You saved me. Even when I didn’t want to be saved, you held on to me and wouldn’t let go. No one has ever shown me that kind of care. Except for the lady.”
“Kelp, those who sold me to Thomas weren’t my parents. The lady showed me my real parents, and they loved me.”
“Shhh. You need to rest. Doc will be here soon and…” The door slams open, and guess who is striding in?
“Look who finally woke up. I’ve been waiting for you, little ghost. You have a punishment to serve.” Alpha rubs his hands together, walks over to the bed, leans down, and whispers, “I will finish what I started, and your wolf won’t be able to do a thing about it.”
He trails his finger up my arm and across my small breast. Before Kelp could say anything, Doc entered the room, “I see you still can’t get a grown woman to show an interest in you. You must torture a child who has just returned from the brink of death, Thomas.”
“Steven, you have forgotten yourself again. Katia owes me a debt, and she will pay it off.”
“Thomas, you are going to destroy this pack. Your obsession with this child is not going unnoticed, and pack members are disgusted by your actions towards her.”
“It doesn’t matter what they think. I am the Alpha, and they will abide by what I say, and so will you.”
Sweeping his gaze back to Katia, “So my little attempted murderess, every time one of your protectors tries to help you, the punishment will be served by you.”
Blinking, I continued to stare at the wall over his shoulder. I can’t bring myself to look directly at him. I know it infuriates him, but I will not back down now. Regardless of what I do, his wrath will eventually kill me. I still do not fear him, just the pain I know he can cause me.
I wish I could understand what drove him to be the way he is and to do what he does to young females. When he isn't snarling, he isn’t an ugly man. Someone would love to be his Luna; I am not that person.
Finally, he spun on his heel when he realized I would not look at him or respond. “Katia is to receive weekly injections of wolfsbane starting tomorrow, and I expect her to be tied to the post three days from today.” He left, and the rest of us just remained quiet with our thoughts until a woman came in.
“He has left the dungeons. My son Eric is keeping watch in case he returns.”
“Thank you, Coral.”
“I wish we could do more.” She sighs. “Hello, Luna. I am happy you are finally awake.”
Smiling, I nodded at her and whispered thank you.
I looked toward the men in the room, and Mark spoke quietly but loudly enough for those in the room to hear. “Little Ghost, we need to do the blood ritual with Doc, Coral, and Eric, who is the pack Delta, so they can link with us, and you can link with them. We can trust them.”
Katia studied us, smiled, and whispered, “Thank you for your willingness to help me. However, I do not want anyone to get in trouble or injured because of me. Please know Alpha Thomas will not hesitate to punish you once he is done with me if he finds out you have given your loyalty to me.”
Even with our wolf hearing, it is hard to listen to her whispers. The tears running down her face show how painful it is for her to speak. “Quiet young lady. As your doctor, I insist we finish this as quickly as possible. Your vocal cords and throat are still healing, and all this talking will reinjure what has already healed.”
“Okay, who can keep watch while Eric is here to be part of the blood ritual?” Kelp wonders quietly, and Coral smiles, “Already taken care of. I linked the receptionist, asking her to tell my son I needed his help and to let me know if Alpha had returned. I need him to sign some papers for me.”
Eric strolled in, smirking, “Let’s get this party started. The sooner we get this done, the easier it will be to protect our Luna.”
“If only it were going to be that easy, Eric.” Doc was busy checking Katia’s vitals, and we agreed with his remark.
“Well, it’s beginning, so our Luna can communicate with us, and the Alpha is unaware.” Eric smiled at her, “Isn’t that right, Luna?”
She smiled and shrugged. She knew this was not going to be easy and that she would suffer the most. We had to figure out how to control Alpha and his wolf to get her out of this hell.
Doc had us all stand around Katia’s bed and then slice each of our palms. We bled into the glass he was holding, and then he cut Katia’s palm. Once her blood mixed with ours, there was bubbling, and the doc took an eye dropper, pulling some of the blood into it, “Only a few drops of the mixed blood is needed for each of us to be affected.” He held the dropper to Eric first, and he held the dropper over his mouth, dispensing the small amount of blood into his mouth to swallow. Doc took the dropper, drawing a little more blood into the dropper. Again, he held it out to Coral. She did the same as Eric and continued until we had completed the ritual. When Katia took her turn, it looked as if the completion had brought her a measure of peace. She did not seem as panicked, knowing she would not have to use energy trying to communicate with others with whom she did not share a link.
“Do you feel that? Oh, my goddess, can you feel the power of her blood? She has the power of an Alpha and a Luna together.” Doc was as amazed as Kelp and I were when we first did the ritual to communicate with our Luna.
“The reason Kelp and I call her Alpha Luna. She is someone special, and we are her guardians. I feel this in my core. I knew it when she walked out of that house and stared at me. We are hers, and she is ours. It feels right, and we must find a way to get her out of these dungeons and safe from Alpha Thomas until her fated mate appears.”