The Lunar Warriors (Part 1)

By M.D. Butler

We are so freaking lost right now.
Without our mate, our wolves are on the verge of going feral. We're not even acting like ourselves, and it's only been a few hours!
Mavrin is spazzing out, and snapping on everyone.
Cash is stable, but it's throwing everyone off because that's Mavrin's role.
Krix is still trying to lead us, but you can tell he's overwhelmed.
And I'm... numb.
Jahla has been taken by a psychotic spoiled brat, and we have to venture into enemy territory to get her back. Before we can even leave, we have to figure out how he got in. Someone is responsible because we're supposed to have the most secure pack lands in the country! That's not even the half of it!
James is hiding something. It's driving us crazy, and he's wearing down my numbness. Once it's gone, Mavrin won't be the only one snapping. I'm not talking about attitude, either.
We're not prepared for the bomb that he has to drop, though. I'm talking atomic blast type of desecration! Turns out, shifters aren't the only supernaturals that are going to be fighting in this war. My pixie has to hold on for a bit until we can get through this part.

This is a reverse harem paranormal romance. This book was originally supposed to be a full novel, but had to be separated into two parts because of all the drama! This book has a MMFMM theme where the main female character doesn't have to choose. It contains mature language, and situations that are not suitable for readers under the age of 18. Part 2 will be out soon, and it'll be worth it! I'm sorry!!!

• Language: English
• Publisher: M.D. Butler
• Release date: Jun 16, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005094447

M.D. Butler

M. D. Butler is a military spouse who has also served in the United States Navy Reserve. She has four little girls who each have a piece of her crazy personality and attitude, so her home is constant chaos. Yikes!Living in a house with all of those girls has inspired her to write books with strong female characters who have the sass and strength of her own girls, despite whatever life has thrown at them.She write stories that she dreams up when she can’t find a book to read that has the characteristics that she’s craving at the that time.Being in the military has given her a sailor’s mouth, and a dry humor with a side of vulgarity. Her books are not clean, so don’t open them up if you’re opposed to strong, mildly offensive language!She’s also a realist who understands that sex and passion are normal aspects within a relationship. Might have to keep an eye out for that as well!

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The Lunar Warriors

Part 1

The Elemental Wolves Book 2

M. D. Butler

Excerpt

James is still silent, and I can tell that the others are about to jump his ass. Not going to lie, I have half a mind to slice him with my claws too. I refrain from doing so, just barely. Instead, I try to prompt him into giving us some semblance of an answer.

James? Please, just tell us what it is you’re thinking.

They’re supposed to be our enemies. They worship a god that is the complete opposite of our goddess. Our resentment of each other is natural. We were born to hate one another.

Is he talking to himself?

I think so, Cash. James, we don’t have time for this. What are you talking about?

If you sense that Jahla is here, then she is.

Then, where the hell is she? She said she was taken to a cabin, but it’s not here.

She’s here, Mavrin. The cabin is here.

I’m not dumb, James. None of us see a damn cabin!

Den’s hackles are raised, and he’s not alone. Mav is currently giving a low, threatening growl. I know that Cash and I are no better, even though we’re not as threatening. He’s not making any sense, and I’m worried that we might have pushed him too hard in the last stretch of the run.

He is getting on up there in years.

It’s cloaked.

That silences all sounds in the clearing. Only one race of supernaturals can hide shit from view. I’ve only learned about them from my studies because we try to stay far away from them. Like he said, we’re natural-born enemies, and usually end up fighting on sight. To be this close to evidence of their presence has every strand of my fur standing on end.

Maybe it’s something else, James.

There’s real panic in Kevin’s eyes as he says this while looking at each of us.

It’s the only explanation.

He doesn’t even have to say it because we already know. The cabin is cloaked, it can only mean one thing…

This book is dedicated to my husband because he better rescue me if I’m ever taken…

Or else…

Chapter 1

Denahi

Something’s not right. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but I just feel… off. There’s a voice whispering through my mind. A voice that brings joy to my heart, but even the tone of that voice bothers me. What the hell is going on?

Jahla?

I don’t receive an answer.

Is it one of the guys? My parents? Someone from the pack?

Well, maybe I would be able to determine who it is if I can just wake up. Duh, Denahi.

Easier said than done, though. I’m stuck in the crazier space between sleeping and wakefulness. I’m kind of aware of things, but unable to do anything about the sensations.

I fight through the haze of my mind, forcing myself to awaken so that I can get to the bottom of whatever the hell this is. The first thing that hits me is the smell.

Sex, and lots of it if my memory serves me correctly. A gentle smile crosses my lips as I remember Jahla sliding along the skin of my dick. I harden a little at that thought alone.

Wait, Jahla. I take another deep breath. Her scent is there, but it’s faint. My eyes snap open as soon as that registers to my sleep-addled brain.

The first thing I see are limbs scattered all around the bed, but they’re all solidly muscled. None of them belong to my pixie, and my heart immediately starts to race. I try not to panic. Just because she’s not in the room doesn’t automatically mean that something’s wrong. The feeling from earlier says otherwise, though.

I climb over Mav to my right and make my way to the door. Maybe she just went upstairs for food. Mother knows the sexcapades lasted for a few days while we rode out her heat.

Literally rode it out. I smirk a little to myself at that one. Cash would be proud.

The smirk instantly drops from my face as the other half of that statement slaps me in the face so hard that I stop mid-step as I’m climbing the stairs on my way to the kitchen.

Fuck! Her heat!

We didn’t do anything to prevent pregnancy. Maybe we got lucky, and it won’t… stick. Females don’t get pregnant every time they have sex during their heat. Who the hell am I kidding? Jahla has four mates. There’s no way we’re getting out of this shit without a kid. Doesn’t stop me from sending a prayer up to the Mother, though. She knows better than anyone that we can’t have a kid right now. We have shit to do!

I continue up the stairs on my way towards the kitchen. The feeling of trepidation washes over me again, settling in my stomach. I try to push it away, telling myself that it’s just my paranoia over not having her in my sight.

Why is there bacon burning, and why did it take me so long to smell it? Fuck, that shit stinks. Jahla’s an excellent cook, especially breakfast. She must be as out of it as I am to burn something. At least she thought of feeding everyone.

As I round the corner at the top of the stairs, I hear that voice whisper through my mind again. I know it’s Jahla, but I can’t grasp what she’s saying. Is she trying to make us wake up?

I finally make it to the kitchen and stop dead in my tracks. The bacon is burning, and eggs are splattered all over the floor from a bowl that has been dropped.

I’m wide awake and alert now as my mind immediately goes to the worst possible conclusion. With the fluttering of my heart comes that voice that’s been on repeat in the back of my mind. As soon as I hear clearly for the first time, my veins fill with flames as I’m consumed with a rage so strong, I feel as though I’m going to combust.

As fast as the feeling comes, I’m flooded with numbness. The only thing on my mind is Jahla. It’s the only thing I can focus on. Somewhere in my subconscious, I’m pissed as fuck. On the surface? I’m calm. If I allow that raging side to rise, I can’t focus.

The guys must have felt my emotions from a second ago because they’re suddenly racing up the basement stairs and into the kitchen.

What the hell is –

They stop as they follow my line of sight to the mess in the kitchen. Now, as awake as I am, they immediately search for Jahla. It doesn’t take them long to come to the same conclusion as me.

Breakfast is burning.

Her scent is faint.

The thread of the bond that leads to her is stretched taut as though she is a great distance from us.

Where’s Jahla? Den, Where’s Jahla?!

I calmly take my eyes from the mess in the kitchen and settle them on Krix’s worried face. He already knows that she’s not here. I can tell he knows what I’m about to say. He knows he and the others need to hear the words even if they’ll shatter their hearts.

She was taken.

The fuck do you mean she was taken?!

How… Who…?

Denahi, what happened?

Mav is panicking while Cash looks like he’s about to pass out on the floor from his heartbreak. Krix is the only one truly holding it together because my mind is already fractured from the discovery of my pixie being snatched from our own home.

His words finally registers through the fog that has coated my anger. What happened? No, it’s not a what. It’s a who. A who that’s going to die by my bare hands when we get our girl. A who that will suffer so much that they will beg for death. A who that has started a war that I hope the wolves are ready for.

I repeat the name that sounds loud and clear in my mind in harmony with Jahla’s voice.

Benson.

Chapter 2

Jahla