Alpha King’s Lost Luna

Chapter 195

Chapter 195 A better Beta I froze in place and my mind fought to find a reasonable response. Her lovely russet eyes shot daggers in my direction, and the coldness of her tone was almost enough to send me to my knees in shame. I didn’t know what to say. Becky was right, of course. It wasn’t hard to explain. The whole story was straightforward and could be told simply in one sentence- my father had decided to betray the Alpha King and my sister had drugged Asher to postpone his return to Anemond. But I couldn’t tell her any of this… could I? “Fine, I don’t need you to explain,” Becky interrupted my thoughts in an even colder voice than before. “I couldn’t care less about this. I don’t care what side you’re on, Silas, I just want you to stay the hell out of my way.” Her sudden intensity surprised me, and I took a step back in shock. I’d never heard her react so angrily, but I also couldn’t fault her. This was a dangerous and confusing situation for everyone. All I wanted to do was protect her, but she didn’t want my help. She turned around and started to head back into the lab, but before she could cross the threshold and close the door behind her, I uttered a quiet plea. “I couldn’t imagine if you died.” I hadn’t meant to speak the words aloud, but after the talk I had with Adalyn, the reaction was purely on instinct. All I could think about was Becky and her safety. I was afraid of what could happen if Father or my sister got their hands on her. Whether she knew it or not, she was in danger, and I couldn’t let her get hurt. Becky turned around to face me, and she pushed her round glasses up the bridge of her nose. ||| 1/4 16:00 Tue, 26 Dec Chapter 195 A better Beta “I’m not weak, Silas,” she stated firmly. “And I don’t think anyone is coming after me of all people. I’m

just a healer’s assistant, a poor commoner. I’m nobody.” The moment her sentence reached my ears I wanted to cry out in response. From NôvelDrama.Org.

How could she be nobody? She was my fated mate! I clenched my fists at my side and fought the urge to remind her of her importance. I knew it would fall on deaf ears anyway. “Becky,” I uttered instead and I shook my head slowly. “You aren’t just nobody.” She shrugged. “Look, if you’re worried about the mate bond, you might as well stop. I don’t think it would affect your power even if I died. I’ve done plenty of research on the topic. The mate bond is only effective after two wolves mate-” “That’s not what I’m worried about,” I cut her off. “Becky, I love you.” Silence fell, and we were both stunned that I’d blurted out such an intense confession. But moments later, relief washed over me. I finally understood my feelings for her, and I’d managed to say them aloud. I loved her. It was why I’d gone all the way out to Wild Crawler to see her and why I’d returned to Anemond after Adalyn’s evil threat. I loved the gorgeous healer. She was the kindest, most intelligent, and feisty woman I’d ever known. I’d spent my entire life being quiet and observant. I’d receded to the shadows and forced myself away from my family in an attempt to stay out of their wicked affairs, and as a result, I was detached and numb. Becky had brought me back to life. She made me want to be a better man, a better wolf, a better Beta. Her reddish brown eyes widened at my declaration and her freckled cheeks flushed scarlet. She tucked her dark red hair behind her ear, and the moment she く |||

O 2/4 16:00 Tue, 26 Chapter 195 A better Beta did, I got a whiff of her scent. My mouth watered and I resisted the urge to kiss her full lips. To my surprise, those lips that drove me mad with desire curled into a smile. “Thank you,” she said sweetly, and then she let out a soft exhale. “I appreciate the sentiment, Silas… but that doesn’t change my mind. I’m not your little pet.” When I frowned, she continued. “I mean, I don’t need you to shelter me away as if I’m a small kitten,” she clarified, and a look of determination flashed across her delicate features. “I know I’m not strong like you, but I still have something to fight for, and I want to follow through. No one is going to change my mind. Please don’t look down at me-” “That’s not what I was trying to say,” I insisted after I swallowed the lump in my throat. “Becky, I know you’re not weak. I’m… I’m just worried about you.” She took a long, deep breath, and then glanced up at me with a small, almost sad smile. “I’m grateful for that,” she said in a softened voice. “But there are more important things that you need to do now. Wegalla needs you, Silas. Everyone is in danger.” She was right. I knew it. But I didn’t know what to do. “What do I do?” I lamented quietly. I couldn’t betray my loyalty to the Alpha King, but I also didn’t believe that I could point my claws against the neck of my father either. Everything was all so precarious and I wasn’t sure how to move forward. Becky sighed and slowly walked over to me. When she reached out and gently touched my arm, a

shiver ran down my spine, and my lips parted in surprise. ||| O < 3/4 16:00 Tue, 26 Dec BGG. Chapter 195 A better Beta 8% ff “I can’t decide for you,” she said softly. “But I believe you know deep down what you have to do, Silas.” She offered me a kind smile and after a moment, she dropped her hand and studied me. We gazed at one another in silence for a minute, and then she gave me a small nod and walked back to the lab. I lingered there and watched the door close, and the moment it did, I released a heavy sigh. She was right. I knew what to do. After I thanked the maid, I walked out of the clinic and was surprised to find that it was raining. I glanced up at the gloomy gray sky. The color of the clouds was fitting, as the general atmosphere was so distressing. As I walked down the stone path, I noticed a few Beta guards were hanging around near the clinic. Though they were shielded by darkness, I could sense them easily. They were monitoring the place. Thankfully, they were not armed. Their presence was intimidating, but I knew that Becky wasn’t in imminent danger. I glanced beyond the clinic at the street that would lead me to the House of Moses. Perhaps I should have a talk with my father. If I tried hard enough and reminded him of how things could be if we simply stopped the madness, I could convince him to stop. But when I turned to look at the road in the opposite direction, the hope I’d felt in my belly faded away. I knew Father all too well. Try as I might…maybe it was too late to talk to him.