The Luna Trials by Marissa Gilbert novel Chapter 17

17. Touch

Zack left, probably the most important meeting of his life. His terrible mood now lifted even though his mate was out of his grasp for the time being at least. His plans were finally back on track, and he couldn’t believe his luck.

He closed his eyes, thinking of Savannah again. Just yesterday, his Beta showed him something that made him go feral and destroy the little guest house he was staying in. His Savannah… his Savvy was in the North, competing for the position of Queen. Needless to say, he couldn’t trust his own eyes when he saw his mate being presented as one of the many contenders.

What was she thinking?! Their connection was still in place.

Yes, what happened between the two of them wasn’t perfect, but he intended to fix that and get her back. He decided to let the fact that she let another male touch her slide. After careful consideration, he concluded this action on her part was her desire for revenge against him. It even made him happy for a short while because simply knowing that she still cared meant something to him. It meant he still had some control over her. As long as she cared, she wasn’t lost to him

They had been deprived of each other thanks to the big political games he played, and deep down inside, Zack hated that he had to take part in it at all, yet still, his pack came first. It had

to.

It was the primary responsibility of the Alpha, and he couldn’t ignore it. Only bigger packs were safe. Only domination could keep it this way.

The lycans were ruling over werewolves for a while. Graciously. . . Condescendingly.

It was some sort of peace, no matter how humiliating it has been for him. No one knew how long it would last. It was bad enough that it would only take one iycan to go on a killing spree to wipe an entire pack of werewolves. What if they all decided to do just that? There was only one way to avoid that and that was to be the one to attack first.

Besides, it was tiring to be their vassal.

There was an Alpha Summit, of course. Thanks to that, werewolves of the West always had the illusion that they were making decisions on their own. However, Zack knew that it was bullshit. The moment there were serious issues, lycans were right there, shoving their authority in

their faces.

It happened the moment king Gideon felt that Luna Riannon was his mate. It did not matter that she was married to another or that she wanted to rule her own pack. The moment Zack saw how the king looked at her, he knew that no werewolf Alpha would ever be allowed to have her. This was when he knew there was no turning back from his alliance with the werebears and foxes.

Now that all felt as if it took place a million years ago.

Savannah changed everything. He still didn’t know when it happened. Probably the very moment he laid her eyes on her and recognised her as his mate.

If he could have controlled himself then, he would have thrown her into the dungeon, locked her in the deepest and darkest cell the moment she entered his house. That would have been the wise choice, considering he was planning to kill her brother. That would have been safe. A couple of days wouldn’t have meant much, and they would have a whole new life together later, where he would have then earned her forgiveness in one way or another.

He couldn’t forget how tense his pack was greeting her and how all he wanted was to get her into his bed. She smelled divine, tasted divine, looked so beautiful… She was his perfection. He remembered thinking that the Moon Goddess knew precisely what she was doing when she paired them together. He was supposed to become the Alpha King, and Savannah was going to help him with that. She would have been his perfect Queen…

Every time he closed his eyes, he pictured her next to him again. He claimed every inch of her body that night, not believing that all the s*x he had before couldn’t even compare to being with his mate. He couldn’t have enough of her.

This was probably why the euphoria of claiming her didn’t wear off in the middle of the night when he had to get back to work.

He thought about it a lot… of how she found out about his plans and made the decision to leave him. He knew that nothing could give him away in the bedroom where she was sleeping. He kept all his documents in his office, and this was exactly where he went to speak to his partners. They found out who he was mated to, and he persuaded them that nothing had changed. That his plans had remained the same. To kill Gideon and get the wolf throne, sharing lycan lands between wolves, foxes and bears. This was probably when she heard him. It had to be this moment.

On his way back to the bedroom, he smelled her scent but decided it was natural since she was all over him. However, something changed when he got close to her. She was wearing his shirt when he left her absolutely naked.

He didn’t want to believe it back then, but now he knew he was right… Savannah already knew everything. He locked her in his arms, and they fell asleep again, but when he went to shower alone in the morning, she was gone…

Far too many times he was picking those events in his head of that night and day. Of how he and his warriors were chasing her, knowing that if she escaped, everything would be over. He couldn’t forget how she glared at him when she reached safety in the werecats’ territory. Mainly because it was the last time he saw her.

Back then, all he wanted was to get her. Then… after a while… she would understand. She had to. Situations like this were not new to any kind of shifters. Family members were dying all the time, and new families were formed. She would have gotten over it. Especially if he filled her with his pups. The thought alone made him grunt.

Luckily,now he had a chance again, and it was all that mattered at the moment.

His Beta Viktor opened the car door for him and he got inside, noticing that Rita was already there. He didn’t want to see her now but decided it wasn’t the time or the place for a scene. He knew how to be grateful before the Moon Goddess.

The car drove off, and the girl sat closer to him.

“Keep the distance,” he told her dryly and didn’t even bother looking at how she reacted to his words. She was getting over the top lately.

:have something important to show you,” she purred, and he knew she was up to something.

“Not interested,” Zack got his phone out and started checking his emails.

“It’s about your mate,” she teased him, knowing that this was the easiest way to get his reaction. The longer he did not see his Savvy, the harder it was on his wolf. Alphas did not take separation well.

“I know everything I need to know about her!” Zack cut the woman off.

“Are you sure?” Rita giggled. “I sent you a link with some footage that wasn’t shown on tv. Why don’t you check it?”

Zack became stiff. He couldn’t lie to himself and ignore it. He had to see what was going on. Besides, it meant he could see more of Savannah.

The Alpha still couldn’t believe she was taking part in this farce of a contest and still had to figure out what game his beloved and her royal brother were playing at the North.

He saw a bright Truthteller logo shining on his screen, and then the video began. It was the same masquerade but from different angles. One of the guests must have filmed that.

Attention was paid to every contender, but Zack just scrolled it to the moment he noticed the already familiar blue dress with feathers. He chuckled when he heard the task for Savannah, realising that northerners did not want her there. This was something he counted on, and they did not disappoint..

However, next, he sawking Kai interrupting the event as if… As if he already knew Savvy. The Truthteller made sure to film how the Lycan King of The North did not take his eye off the western princess. He growled when that man helped Savannah remove her crown, and when the two of them stood together as if they were already a couple, he gritted his teeth.

That… he didn’t like any of that. He hated it.

He read the description of the video. The Truthteller was clearly implying that King Kai was infatuated with Sayvy.

Watching the moments again, he had to agree.

He knew a few things about the Northern King. Kai Fionnlagh wasn’t one to show his emotions. He was a man of actions who rarely let anyone know what he thought before he executed his decisions. This was the reason why he was such a dangerous man in the first place.