Tattooed Luna novel (Kristen and Alec) novel Chapter 492

As fast as my wolf was, he was not able to run over 100 miles per hour. The need to get back to protect my pack was making my physically itch. My skin was crawling with anxiety.

Every time a warrior got hurt or kill would sent a sharp pain in my stomach. They were trained in multiple techniques of fighting but that did little against something they never fought against before. Something that was a mutant wolf. We still didn’t know anything about these animals. I wasn’t even sure what kind of defense system we had.

The fact that Alec had time to call me told me they were able to prepare some. He said all the lunas were in the panic room. Kristen was safe but the need for blood was getting so high. My claws were already extended but it wasn’t until Nora whimpered in fear that I realized I had already half shifted. My fangs were out, hair had sprouted on my arms and my torso had beefed up. Being an alpha made my wolf massive. Being mated to a true female alpha made me the biggest alpha.

Every now and then, I could see Carson and Hank flinch as we all were losing men. Carson was in more control and only had his claws extended but Hank was just as shifted as I was. Our wolves wanted blood but none more than mine.

We were only minutes from my pack and I could hear the growls and snarls of the battle still happening. My claw has been gripping the door handle for over ten miles. This was it. My wolf was finally going to be able to release some frustration. If Vin was here, he wasn’t going to be leaving.

Carson drove the SUV through the closed gate, breaking it open as he skidded to a stop. My wolf didn’t even bother with opening the door, instead, he busted it open. He let out a massive threatening growl, halting any fighting in the distance. With multiple eyes on me, my wolf shifted, taking over completely for the first time in years.

I didn’t even try to stop this ancient beast. He wanted blood and wasn’t going to stop until he got it. The fighting resumed as multiple mutant wolves headed towards him. It was like watching a movie the way my wolf weaved through the wolves. He was quick and went in for the kill. His jaws bit off the heads in one snap before moving on to the next. His claws dug at their chest until he could rip out their hearts.

Blood was dripping down from his coat but it wasn’t his. If he saw one of the warriors struggling, he immediately helped them. It didn’t matter who it was, he went to save them.

I was never more proud of my wolf than at this moment. As he released his frustration, mine went down. The physical need to violence was slowly fading as he kept going. My wolf was an extension of me. He took so much of my pain to help me stay focus that he needed to release it. However, the anger was still there. Until Penny was back, that wasn’t going away.

Towards the end of the fight, our men had a line of mutant wolves wounded on the ground. I wasn’t having it. There was so much blood on the grass that it oozed between his paws as he stalked towards his pray. The warriors tried talking to my wolf but after one look from him, they shut up and moved out of my way.

Slowly, he creeped up on them. Stepping on his legs, the snap was music to our ears. Then his teeth sank into his throat. The feel of their growls slowly dying under us was a different type of climax that calmed him. Blood squirted across his face but he kept going. Only once every single on of them was dead, did he stop and look around.

All of the warriors from each pack was standing, staring at us. Some had their mouths open, some were nodding in approval and some had blank expression. With one more show of dominance, he lifted his head up and let out a massive growl and pushed his aura out as far and as powerful as he could make it. No one was left standing by the time he was done howling… not even the other alphas.