I Moved On, Why Don't You

The Rescue

Joey's pov

"We need to come up with a plan."

"No, the longer we sit around waiting the worse our Luna is going to be hurt."

"So you just want to rush in and get him killed?"

"Of course not, but I also don't want to face Alpha Chris with a beat up mate either."

Unbelievable, these are the guys that are here to rescue Silver Moon Pack's Luna?

"You guys might want to move your conversation somewhere a little less obvious than the woods right next to the pack's border. I mean if I was still loyal to this pack and its members I would have already sounded the alarm and each of you would have been taken down by now. "

Everyone jumped, except the one wolf who had been silently watching the argument going on in front of him, my mate. He stared into my eyes with an intensity that almost made my knees buckle and a huge part of me wanted to ignore everyone around us, rip his and my clothes off and let him completely ruin my body for anyone else's touch.

A throat being cleared caused me to turn my attention to the group  behind us.

"Don't even think about it."

"What are you talking about? "

"You're the one everyone calls "Luna Whore" aren't you?"

There were several snickers, but I ignored them, zeroing in on the wolf that had spoken.

"What's your point?"

"My point is our pack's business has nothing to do with you, so stay out of it and stay away from my friend."

A cold smile crossed my lips and the laughter quickly faded.

"I think your friend is old enough to speak for himself and as for your Luna, I'm not helping him for your pack or the kindness of my heart, this is about revenge plain and simple, so you can do whatever you want, just don't get in my way."

Without waiting for an answer I stalked past the group, making my way towards the packhouse. Pausing, I pulled out a long thin silver coated knife that was hidden in my belt and in one swift movement; turned and aimed toward the wolf that had mocked me and released the blade, letting it embed itself into the tree beside his head.

"The next time you call me a whore, I'll make sure I don't miss."

Ignoring the shocked expressions of the wolves behind me, I took a deep breath to clear my mind and put on a weak and defenseless facade before knocking on the door.

"Who's . . . oh look who had the nerve to come back, what are  you doing here, Luna Whore? Do you have some kind of death wish?"

"P-Please I need to warn Kyle, Jason has gathered followers and is planning to attack the pack."

The wolf in front of me, Tristan, narrowed his eyes at me suspiciously, moving his large frame in front of the door, denying me entrance.

"And just how do you know about that?"

"They . . . They kidnapped and tortured me, while telling me what they were going to do. I tried to escape, but they threatened to kill my pup . . . I only managed to escape because they fell asleep last night."

"I'll inform Alpha Kyle myself. You're not welcome here"

"B-But you don't know where they are, you can't lead Kyle to them, but I can."

"Fine. Put out your arms."

I obediently did as I was told, wincing when he slapped a pair of silver handcuffs around my wrists.