Luna for the Wrong Pack ('Luna' #2)

Chapter 15

I sat in the room for a long time waiting. I swung my feet until my butt began to ache from sitting, then I proceeded to get up and walk in circles around the large gurney I'm the middle of the room that they had carried me in on. I walked next to a long counter that covered an entire wall, dragging my fingers across it, then stopping and looking in one of the drawers. Carefully, I reached in and pulled out a small knife with an extremely sharp side, a scalpel. I ran my fingers over the smoothness of the blade and examined my reflection in it. I looked bad. Not only had I been kept in a prison cell for who knows how long first, I then was knocked out for again, who knows how long. I could be a year older for all I know, but some how I just don't think it's been that long. My hair was ruffled and stuck up in a few directions, my skin a color so pale I didn't recognize myself at first. Yes, I had always been the palest of my two other siblings, but this was to a new extreme. I almost looked dead, but a the same time I slightly resembled what I had imagined Snow White to look like. I wonder if this was how she looked after she was poisoned and saved by the prince...

"Let me go! I have to see Cassie!" Someone yelled from outside the door, what sounded to be a ways down the hall. At the sound of my name, I dropped the scalpel and let it fall to the ground. I listened to the thudding of feet against the floor and listened for a familiar voice as if my life depended on it. Then I heard the loud bang of a gun's shot. Then again.

"Ahhhhhrg!" The voice from before let out a blood curdling scream that pierced my heart, in seconds I found my legs moving and my hand reaching for the door handle. I didn't fight it, I wanted to know who this was and why I felt so attached.

What I saw, literally hurt me. I felt a pang of hurt at my heart that branched out over me until my legs felt weak. Before me, was a boy a little older than me with dark hair and the most amazing eyes that stood out against his tan skin. This boy was Sam.

But that wasn't the part that hurt me. What hurt me was that his hands were being held behind his back by two guards and two others had him held down on his knees. Blood was dripping from his right shoulder and left thigh and fun was sitting in front of him on the floor, blood staining the handle of it.

Then a guard walked around from behind him and picked up the gun, loaded it and placed it to Sam's forehead. For a tenth of a second our eyes met and I remembered everything. My hand flew to my mark on my neck and then I looked down at my arm that had the paws going up it from my alpha mark. Sam was my mate. They were about to kill my mate!

On the inside, I was screaming, but on the outside I did something even I didn't expect myself to do.

"Stop!" I boomed in a foreign voice that scared me a little bit. All the guards heads shot up to look at me, but my gaze was fixed on the one with the gun, "Drop the gun and release him. Now!" I said again with the same voice.

Then they did it, they all stood and the one with the gun dropped it to the ground where it slid across the floor to my feet.

"Our queen.." They mumbled together and dropped to the ground in unison, bowing down and touching their foreheads to the ground in my direction. Queen!? What!

Sam stood, looked down at them smirking, and then ran to my, pulling me into his arms. I hugged him back and nuzzled my face to his neck, taking in his scent. He let out a playful growl and whispered, "I missed you, Angel." into my ear before kissing my cheek and turning back to the guards, his arm around my waist.

"We will be leaving as soon as we speak with your Luna. I haven't got much time either, so I suggest you take me, us, to her before I become annoyed." Sam spoke, all the guards jumped to their feet, nodded, and began to lead us to their Luna.

After leading us through multiple stair cases and corridors they stopped at a door and lined up on the far side of it. The one who had held the gun stepped forward and spoke, "I will notify the Luna of you're presence." Then he knocked on the door before entering. A few minutes later he came back out and motioned for us to go in.

I followed Sam into her office to see Foster standing behind her chair, one hand placed on her upper arm rubbing circles with his thumb. Without thinking, I ran across the room and hugged Foster. Their Luna and Sam both growled for some reason.

"Foster I'm so sorry, I remember now." I said when we pulled away. He smiled back and rubbed my arm before answering, "It's fine Cass, I knew you would."

Sam cleared his throat and I made my way over to him. "Please, have a seat." Their Luna, whom I didn't yet know her name, said. Sam sat down in the seat closest to me and grabbed my hips, pulling me down to sit in his lap. I shot him a look but rolled my eyes and looked back at the Luna and Foster who was now standing behind her again.

"My name is Lana Rivers, and this is my mate Foster. I'm guessing you've already met." She looked at me during the last part, she doesn't seem to like me, "I've come to the understanding that you wanted to speak with me?"

"Yes. I was just almost murdered by you're guards for trying to see my own mate!" Sam sneered and I nuzzled his neck to attempt calming him down. It worked.

"My apologies, but she was, under our care and protection. You must understand why we wouldn't let just anyone in." Lana said.

"I'm her mate! I should always be able to see her!" Sam sighed and nuzzled my neck to recompose himself before continuing, "We will be leaving as soon as this conversation is over and then we will be going to speak with the royal family."

"We wish you the best of luck on you're journey and you have permission to leave. I will let my pack know of you're exiting and inform the royals of your arrival." Lana said, she seemed emotionless.

"Thank you." I said before Sam stood and carried me out the door.

"Wait!" Foster called once we were a few feet away from the door, "I need to speak with Cassie." He informed as he made his way towards us, a piece of paper in hand. "Cassie, this is my number. Call if you need anything."

"I will. Congratulations." I said, taking the paper.

"You too."

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"Cassie. We need to talk Cass." Sam woke me up. I could hear the quiet pur of the engine and faintly remembered getting in the back of a car before falling asleep to Sam mumbling sexy things into my ear. The back seat of the car was sound proofed so the driver couldn't hear what we were saying,

"Mmmm, what is it?" I asked sleepily as I slowly opened my eyes and pecked Sam on the lips.

"Baby do you remember those guards earlier? Do you remember what they called you?" He asked like he was explaining something to a three year old, but it was cute.

"Ya they called me queen. Weird." I said back, holding out weird.

"Baby, that's because.. Well you know how the Rogues stole you?" He asked.

"Ya why?"

"They stole me too. But they stole me from the Royals, or head alphas. That makes us the destined rulers... King and Queen of all weres." He said slowly, watching me closely.

"What.... I'm a queen? Then why were you living with my old pack?" I asked utterly confused.

"When I was young, I was part of the rogues. Marcus had treated me horribly and had abandoned me in the woods to die during the attack. Why? Because he was scared I would over throw him, since I had more rightful power. Damn, I shifted at eight! So during the battle, Sierra, you're mom and the Luna, found me and took me to be taken care of. Then her friend adopted me. I know I'm a royal because... Well back when I lived with the Rogues, Logan and I were close friends. One day we snuck into Marcus's office and stole the files about us. That's where I found out..." He trailed off and ducked his head, "Only you and Logan know. I've been to afraid to go see my parents. Afraid they would reject me." He stutters the last part and I pull his face up so his eyes meet mine. They're full of tears and he looks sad and helpless. So I reacted the best way I knew to comfort him. I pulled his lips to mine and kissed him passionately until we had to break for air.

"They won't reject you. You're their son and you're amazing." I mumble against his lips before kissing him again.