The Heartless Alpha and His Banished Luna

Clover

I barely escaped in time before they caught me. One of the warriors that Colter and Easton were with gave me the opportunity to take him down so that I could escape his hands and run as fast as I could. That is the only reason why.

I couldn't say that I was surprised that he fell for my trap. Because he was so young, I had a feeling he was a rookie. He couldn't have been older than eighteen.

The problem was that if you were a male wolf that had recently turned eighteen, your hormones would be roaring out of control. Therefore, the need to have sex was always going to be there, even if it wasn't the task you were intended to handle. This was the case regardless of whether or not you were supposed to handle it. Consider the case of Damian.

Because, in all honesty, I had no chance of defeating all five of them through combat, I can only attribute my escape from the predicament to sheer good fortune.

I just murmured some filthy words to the little wolf, and now here I am, running for my life once more and making my way back to the apartment after being apart from it for a number of hours so that I can quickly get my child and from Hungary as soon as possible.

They wouldn't look any further than this point.

I mused as I made sure that everything was in order before moving up to the second level of my building to enter my flat and get dressed in preparation for going to Jude's place.

Because I had been absent for six hours, I had a good reason to believe that Easton or Colter, along with the other people, had moved on to another location. They most likely went to the next city over, mistaking it for the location where I had supposedly fled to.

My odor wouldn't betray me since not only was I an expert at masking it, but I also used scents that interfered with a werewolf's ability to smell properly. This ensured that my true identity would never be discovered.

As a preventative measure, I sprayed them on both myself and Lennox each and every day. It wasn't nice to do that, especially since it screwed with my sense of smell on occasion as well, but it was necessary in order for the two of us to remain concealed.

"Jude, Lennox?" As soon as I stepped foot inside Jude's flat, I immediately gave a call.

Things were rather peaceful, despite the fact that I could tell from the flickering lights coming from the living room that the television was on. I was in the living room.

"Guys?" I yelled more forcefully.

As I made my way around the corridor, the lack of a response from anyone caused my heart rate to quicken. Despite the fact that I could smell both Jude and my kid in the living room, neither of them were there.

I crept into the kitchen on my tiptoes while mulling through the several reasons that no one was answering my knocks on the door.

It was getting close to midnight, so it's likely that they were sound sleeping by this point. There was also the possibility that they wanted to pull a trick on me because that was the only thing they ever did, which was play jokes on other individuals.

After confirming that there was nobody in the kitchen, I moved discretely in the direction of the guest room. Even though I hated to admit it, I was starting to grow nervous about the possibility that the pack had finally located Lennox and had decided to use him as leverage against Damian by bringing him back to him.

My parents were the only ones who knew about my pregnancy, but they had kept it a secret from everyone else for the past many years. No one else knew about it.

At one time, they attempted to convince me to divulge the information to Damian; nevertheless, I maintained my stance, and as a result, they were forced to keep their tongues shut as well.

I was aware that it was a lot for them to handle and that they were missing their grandchild, whom they had never met or seen, but despite the fact that it broke my heart to do so, it was an undesirable but necessary task that I had to complete.

I took a long, deep breath in and pricked up the hairs on the back of my neck in order to raise my sense of smell above all the other odors and zero in on the specific odor that didn't come from Jude or Lennox.

I cautiously opened the door to the guest room after I realized there was nothing unusual that I could hear or smell. I almost fell over when I saw Lennox asleep on the bed.

I was startled when I recognized Jude's voice and said, "Hey."

"Jesus! You should probably give that girl a heads-up, don't you think? "As I turned to face Jude, who was trying very hard not to laugh, I let out a gasp.

After that, he demonstrated to me that he was not a threat by raising both palms above his head and smiling even bigger at me.

"What's up with him?" I asked in a hushed voice so as not to wake up my sleeping son.

"In all honesty, it's pretty good. Despite the fact that he had a lot of energy, he was really well behaved "He let out a snort.

"Is there anything you need?"

Even though I maintained a smile the entire time, Jude must have been able to tell that I was uncomfortable. Because I wasn't being as talkative as I normally am, he was able to deduce that something was strange about the situation.

"I really need you to pay attention and refrain from asking any questions, okay?" I finally broke the news to Jude, and as soon as he acknowledged that it was true, I informed him that Lennox and I would be traveling to visit my parents because of an unexpected circumstance.

I didn't have to make up too many lies about it, but I did have to say that there was an emergency back home when there wasn't one.

However, when I reminded him to remember not to tell anyone about Lennox if and when someone actually came looking for us, he started having doubts about the narrative that I was providing.

"Why?" He questioned me, and because I was in a rush, I sighed in response because I didn't want to bring up my history in front of him.

"Don't you remember that it's for his own safety? There is no reason for his father to be aware that he exists, as it would put me in danger of losing custody of Lennox "I was eventually able to explain, and to my relief, he acknowledged that as the true reason.

"It's time for me to start packing. We definitely need to get moving here. I'll take him up in a few minutes if that's good with you." Before giving Jude a peck on the cheek, I shared my thoughts with him.

After that, I returned to my flat where I hurriedly gathered a few of the things that we would require, including our passports.

I had no idea where we were going to hide just yet, but I knew it had to be a long distance away from here, and if I had to travel to a different nation once more just to escape, I would do it.

I wasn't in a desperate financial situation. That is to say, I have the financial means to support an extravagant way of life.

My family was able to amass human riches as a result of the numerous business facades that the pack held all throughout Georgia State as a result of our membership in the pack.

And when I first arrived here, I decided to study finance in order to prepare myself for a career as a financial analyst, which turned out to be a good decision in terms of the amount of money I get paid. To cut the story short, money wasn't a problem for us.

Since I had an abundance, it would not be difficult for me to go from one spot to another as long as I could maintain an appropriate distance from all of the other packs.

After I had finished packing, I proceeded toward the front door, and as I did so, my heart was on the verge of stopping.

Clover was greeted by Damian, who had a stern expression as he said, "It's been a while."

I instantly looked around rather than replying him for two reasons that should have been evident. Two things were going through my mind at the same time: first, I was trying to come up with a plan to get out of there, and second, I was hoping to the moon goddess that Lennox or Jude wouldn't emerge from his apartment any time soon.

It wasn't really an option for me to get into a fight with him because doing so would wake up everyone else, and it also wouldn't be the appropriate thing to do in this circumstance.

When I dealt with things, I needed to maintain my composure so that Damian wouldn't get the wrong idea.

"What exactly are you doing in this room? In addition, I don't see why your group won't just leave me alone." I asked him several questions in an even tone.

"Oh, No more small talk, huh?" I couldn't help but nMurphy my eyes as I looked at him since he was laughing.

What do we do?

I queried Evander, who was, by the way, behaving in a very bizarre manner inside of me.

I was already feeling quite agitated since Damian was here, and the fact that he may find out about our son at any time made me feel more worse, but Evander wasn't helping me in the least.

Since she was not in the mood to cooperate at the moment, I knew that if I did nothing to change the circumstance, we were going to find ourselves in a very difficult scenario.

"Since we are no longer friends, there will be no more chats of a friendly nature between us, Damian; or should I now refer to you as alpha?" I said as I started moving toward the hallway to leave the room.

I had progressed approximately two steps when Damian seized hold of my elbows and jerked me around to face him. We were only a breath apart from one another when suddenly we both began to breathe rapidly.

We brought turmoil into each other's lives as much as we brought peace to our own, but after all these years, it wasn't until I saw him face to face that I realized how much I loathe him now more than I did before.

But do I, anyway?

I jerked my arm away from his and scowled at him as I lifted the tip of my chin. For the past forty-eight hours, he has invaded not just my private space but also virtually every aspect of my existence, and as a result, I am quite justified in acting all petty and rude toward him.

Even though it was the last thing I wanted to do, I told him, "You want to cause a problem with my neighbors, it's up to you," despite the fact that it was your choice to do so. "Since you wanted to talk, then let's go somewhere more private," I added.

I simply needed to keep him away from Lennox and from this location, and as a result, I had no alternative but to give him the impression that I was going to give in to his demands and give up.

He proposed, "Then let's go inside your home if you want to keep things private," but I immediately shot him a look of disapproval and shook my head at him.

"Because our walls are so thin, everything you say will quickly become the topic of conversation in the surrounding area within minutes. In addition, you should only invite close pals "After explaining, I walked away with my duffle bag slung over one shoulder.

"Are you going someplace?" As we down the stairs together, he inquired about several things.

I did not respond, and I avoided looking at him at any point during the conversation. Simply coming up with a plan quickly enough to get him out of here and away from our son was the only thing I needed to do.

If returning voluntarily to Georgia with him was the only option to achieve that goal, then it was a choice that I was required to make in order to meet my needs.

My deepest condolences, dear son. I assure you that I will be back as soon as I am able to.