Sold by my Alpha, bought by my Mate Chapter 162: A Luna will make a very powerful Alpha

Mildred

I woke up with a terrible headache and a loud ringing in my ears. There was nothing but rock and dust, and I felt a pain near my ribs.

It seemed that something had grazed me and left a wound. Duncan had pulled me back inside when the ceiling collapsed, but even here it was chaos.

"Luna!" Jessica called, getting up and coming over to examine me.

"It's a serious wound. We have to get out of here," she said.

Duncan seemed unconscious. This is bad, really bad.

"We need to get help," Jessica told me as we suddenly heard a loud noise. The rocks moved and I hoped it was my mate, but the person that appeared frightened us.

"Randall?" The man was completely disfigured, looking more like a monster than a man, and I feared there was no humanity left in him.

"Get out of here! Stay away!" Jessica said, stepping in front of me, but he approached with a shining sword.

"Well, well... look where the slut of my pack is. I knew you had fled! You came to my bed, begging me to fuck you, and here you are, telling all the secrets to the enemy. Is that how they got ahead in certain things, right? " he said, going after her.

The she-wolf defended herself well until he suddenly pushed her and smashed her head against one of the remaining pillars, and she fell to the ground unconscious.

"Jessica!"

"Finally we meet, mate. It's not the ideal scenario, I admit, but you won't be able to escape now," he said, pulling at me as I tried to resist. He dragged me through the tunnel and then placed rocks to cover our tracks.

"Randall... stop this madness, I am not your mate," I told him as I saw soldiers rising and searching for the king. Everyone was distracted and didn't see me. Randall

had caught the perfect moment.

I continued to struggle, and suddenly he punched me in the face, took a cloth and gagged me. He tied my hands in front of me and I continued to cover the wound as best I could.

Where was my Alpha? My friends? I felt consumed by grief. Suddenly, someone hit Randall from behind, and I was surprised to see it was Duncan.

"You damn bastard! I knew it was only a matter of time before you showed up, you rat!" shouted the Beta, who seemed hurt but full of anger.

I tried to warn him that Randall had a weapon, but the Beta charged at Randall with all his might. Suddenly I saw the sword pierce his chest and I screamed.

"Luna..." Duncan said, looking at me desperately until he fell to the ground, bleeding.

"Duncan! Duncan!"

I couldn't leave him there, but the Alpha carried me until we reached the exit, and I was afraid no one would know where I was, when Asher showed up.

From the first moment I saw him, he was possessed by fury. And from Randall's actions... I was convinced that he would rather kill me than let me be happy with Asher.

However… something unexpected happened. My mate didn't take a step back; instead, the rage inside him consumed him. I could see his eyes darkening and Cormac gaining strength.

His hands stretched into claws, his arms extended, fur appeared, his face lengthened, his legs elongated, and he looked even taller.

His face was full of wrath, he still had his eyes and long hair and part of his body, but it was as if a superior wolf had possessed him.

I knew it was Cormac, who seemed unable to hold back any longer.

"Release my mate..." he said in a ghostly voice, and I saw warriors approaching, with Jeremiah watching in disbelief.

"What the hell is going on?" Randall asked without letting go of me. He had me pinned down, holding my hands as I tried in vain to break free.

If I could only escape his grip, he would have no advantage. Asher could attack him even though he still had the sword. He had just mentioned that it was from hell; none of this could be good.

"Let her go..." Cormac repeated, his stance becoming more and more violent.

"Stay back, beast... stay back, or I'll kill her right now. I will die too, but this will finish you and tear you to pieces. The pain will be incomparable, and at least I will laugh in my grave," Randall said, placing the metal against my neck, almost grazing my mark, and I groaned in pain.

The situation was tense, and I moved the cloth in my mouth until it fell completely. In a moment, as he looked into my eyes, I knew this was my chance.

I spoke directly to his wolf, as I had done before. Balo and I had an agreement; he had told me that I would come first. A wolf would never really hurt his mate.

"Balo... help me, I beg you. You promised. If you help me... I'll help you, too," I said, and I thought he hadn't heard me, but I saw a small gleam in Randall's crazed eyes.

There, in the midst of all that tragedy, was a wolf who loved me.

Randall faltered, his hand released me for a moment, and I moved as best I could, and I ran to Jeremiah. By the time Randall regained control, I was out of his reach.

"I got you..." Jeremiah holds me.

"Damn wolf! Traitor!" he shouted like a madman.

"The time has come, rat, and now you can't escape," Cormac said angrily, lunging at Randall.

"Now you can look like a killer! Beast!"

Asher's claws clashed against the metal of the sword, both moving quickly, and though Randall was wounded, he continued to fight.

All his strength seemed to be in controlling the sword; he knew it was his only advantage and the only thing keeping him alive.

"Goddess..." Jeremiah said. Asher looked immense and fought with ease, attacking while Randall only defended himself. At one point, he wounded Asher in the leg, and I covered my mouth in horror.

"It still hurts? Too bad...you will die soon" he said, and now Cormac was growling.

He pounced on Randall, and I heard a heartbreaking scream as its claws grabbed one of Randall's arms and tore off his hand. I covered my face and leaned against Jeremiah.

"It will all end soon... the Red Moon Luna will make a very powerful Alpha... you are that Luna... you gave him that power..." Jeremiah said convincingly.

Randall was bleeding and when Asher caught the sword with one of his claws, he ripped Randall's chest open with his other hand.

The remnants of his clothing fell to the ground as Randall, still holding his arm, crawled as best he could be away from my mate.

"You rejected her, sold her... and had the nerve to come looking for her again. You humiliated her, beat her and hurt her. You don't even deserve to know her name. The world doesn't need to have scum like you," Asher said, positioning himself over Randall and punching in the face as Randall screamed.

"You bastard...animal!"

"She will be mine forever. I will take your pack and make it mine," Asher growls.