The Wolf King's Luna

CHAPTER 32

DAMON.

The falcon?

But he is dead.

He.

"You are sure that is what she said? That she is the Falcon?"

"Yes, Alpha. I am."

"Who is the Falcon?"

I turn around to look at Cathy. She is eyeing both me and Faye with curiosity.

"Well?" she asks again.

"The Falcon is one of the special individuals in our midst. They are neither wolves nor humans. But they do have special skills. The Falcon is one of those renowned ones." NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

"What does she do?"

"From what we gathered, she is a seer."

"A seer? Like visions and all that?"

"Yeah, I suppose. I don't know much about him- her."

"But you were looking for her?"

"Yeah, when you went missing. I had an idea as to who took you. I wanted the Falcon to confirm it for me."

"Then why are you surprised that she is here?"

"Because we thought she was dead. When I sent Melissa to look for her, she reported that everyone in her estate was dead. Including, the man we all thought was the Falcon."

"Huh. Okay. Well, in that case, you shouldn't keep her waiting" she says. "You go. I can finish up here."

I nod at her and turn to follow Faye before stopping in my tracks. Turning back to her, I ask. "Why don't you come with me?"

"Me?" she asks with surprise while pointing at herself.

"Yeah, you."

"Why? I don't know what I would do there."

"You are my mate. It is about time people started knowing that. Will you come with me?" I ask while holding my hand out.

She eyes it before looking into my face. Whatever she sees there seems to settle her.

"Okay, sure."

She places her hand dainty in mine and I close mine around hers.

Together and in anxious silence we head downstairs.

The living room area is rife with tension. There, sitting on the side is a young lady, with long falling blonde curls. She turns in our direction and I see her eyes are opaque, like she is blind.

She can definitely see. I don't know how I know that bit I am sure she can. Just like I am sure that she is a lot older than she looks.

Way older.

Surrounding her are who I suppose are her guards. They stand by her side and one at her back.

In the rest of the room, at strategic positions are members of the warrior team. Melissa stands directly in front of the woman, while my mother is sitting on the armchair facing her.

Their attention swivels in my direction the moment we step into the room.

"Alpha Blackwater," the Falcon says as she looks at me directly. "It is both a pleasure and honor to finally meet you."

Called it.

I nod in acknowledgment as I come to stand in front of her.

"Likewise."

Her head swivels in Cathy's direction, "Luna," she greets. " a delight as well."

"Thank you," Cathy says as she comes to stand behind me. Subtly, I pull her to my side.

Standing as equals.

"I was disturbed by the report I had gotten about your estate and the massacre. I am glad you were lucky to survive," I say.

"Luck had nothing to do with it. I knew he was coming."

"He?"

"The collector. The same man who kidnapped your Luna."

An unnatural hush falls over the entire room at her words.

The Collector.

My mate was in the hands of the collector. I had suspected it but having it confirmed… Well, it doesn't make me feel better.

She could have died. And not just that…

"Um, sorry to break the silence," Cathy says, "but, what is a collector? Or more accurately who is he? Why is he called that?"

No one answers at first, each person consumed by the horror of what could happen.

Eventually, mother speaks up.

"The Collector is… an abomination. No one knows where he comes from but he is dangerous. No one has gone up against him and won."

"What does he do?"

"He collects… skin. And other… body parts. Internal organs. He doesn't spill blood, all he has to do is touch you and everything will dry up. Then he… he pills your skin or fur and uses it for whatever evil he does."

"Oh my goddess."

I focus on the woman who calls herself the Falcon.

"If you knew he was coming, why didn't you save your people, you left them to die," I snap.

"Careful boy, you might be a king, but even gods know better than to insult me," she retorts.

I am about to lash out when a hand stops me.

I look down at it to see Cathy shaking her head at me.

Very well, I can be calm.

"Why did he want to kill you?" I ask

"Because I am a threat to him. He knew it was a matter of time before he would cross someone with the resources or power to get my attention. And there is no cave, no hole, no shadow, that I can't look into. He thought to remove me from the equation so that he can do as he likes."

"So, he thinks you are dead?"

"Yes. And I would like it to remain that way. For now."

"Why didn't you save your people?"

"They offered to stay. To offer the disguise that I was still there. They chose to sacrifice themselves for me. It is a debt that I can never pay. I will avenge them."

"Are you scared of him? Is that why you don't want him to know you are alive?"

"Nonsense. He believes he is invincible now. He is more liable to make mistakes and I can attack him from the shadows in which he so dearly loves to operate."

"Okay, so why come here?" Melissa asks. "To us?"

"Because we are united in the same goal. Or we will be."

"And which goal is that?"

"To kill him."

"I already have my mate. I have no business with him."

"Wrong. You went into his territory. You destroyed his collection. It is personal for him now. He will come for you if he hasn't already."

Well damn.