The Lunar Warriors (Part 2)

By M.D. Butler

I still can't get over the fact that he kidnapped me...

And I'm still freaking here!

I have four mates, and NONE of them have saved me yet?! Okay, that's a little petty. I'm sure they're trying their best, but our small mental conversations aren't enough. I'm slowly losing my mind in this basement, and I can't tell whether it's from not being with my mates for so long or the torture that I'm forced to endure from this overgrown man child.

After cementing my bond with our mates, our connection is tested by our enemies. The pain from being separated from them is excruciating, but I can't let that take me out. I have to get back to them. I've already developed more personalities from all of the times I've had to talk to myself!

Wouldn't you be desperate for a rescue?

***

They stole her from right under our noses, but they've underestimated us.

We're all struggling to keep our wits about us, but we have to persevere. The only things that are keeping us from going on a rampage are the fleeting reassurances we get from her through the bond, though that does nothing to calm our wolves.

You never mess with a wolf's newly bonded mate.

Although we still have a corrupt council to deal with, it's been forced to the back burner when James lets us know that the wolves may not be alone in this war. Now we have to deal with a whole other race of supernaturals JUST to be able to get our girl back! Only one thing will satisfy our wolves first and foremost, though.

Painting the ground red with Benson's blood.

This is book three in The Elemental Wolves series. It is a continuation of Part 1 of The Lunar Warriors. This is a paranormal reverse harem series where the FMC does not have to choose. This book contains adult language and situations that may not be recommended for readers under the age of 18. This book contains descriptions of situations that may be triggering for some readers including abuse.

• Language: English
• Publisher: M.D. Butler
• Release date: Jul 15, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005328412

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 2

The Elemental Wolves

Book 3

M. D. Butler

Excerpt

As the sun sets, everyone rouses from their resting places. Krix and Den start to strip, but the Luna stops them.

We go in as humans.

Why? We’ll get there faster as wolves, counters Mav, and I can’t help but to agree.

We don’t want to tip our hand if it’s not necessary. Your size also shows your level of dominance. We have to keep it hidden, remember? They’ve worked with wolves before. Just because we have not taught you about witches doesn’t mean that they have not been taught about you.

Huh. Good point.

They redress, and we gather next to the Luna. She gives us all one last once over before turning around to head in the direction of the coven.

The walk is quiet, and long. I’m so used to running as my wolf that I’ve forgotten how much slower I am in my human form. Thank the Mother that my stamina and grace are still with me. I would’ve tripped over roots and rocks many times if it wasn’t for my reflexes.

The darker it gets, the more nervous I feel. I’m not the only one, either. Mavrin has his head on a constant swivel. It’s like he expects something to jump out at us, and it’s got my anxiety through the roof.

The twins look unfazed. It’s like they’re actually coming alive as the woods get darker. My mind goes back to the song that Ricky was singing.

The freaks really do come out at night.

After about half an hour of walking, the Luna stops. She turns to face us, and the look on her face lets us know that we’ve arrived at the edge of the coven’s land. She only speaks through the link.

This is it, boys. Let me do the talking, no matter what she says. Don’t show what you’re feeling because they’ll latch onto it. They love to manipulate you. Ricky and Dean, you know what you have to do.

Yes, Luna, they chorus as one. I’ll never get used to them doing shit like that. It’s weird, but cool.

She nods, and turns to continue. I take a deep breath, and follow along with the rest of the guys.

It’s always been hard for me to not show my emotions. Den’s only emotion is pissed off unless he’s with Jahla. Mavrin is always at peace. I think Krix is the only one who can hide what he’s really feeling. He manages to look blank sometimes. I focus hard on my face, consciously relaxing every muscle. It feels almost as uncomfortable as suppressing my dominance, but I’ll just have to deal with it.

I don’t want my pretty face to cause any unnecessary problems.

As we break through the trees at the edge of the coven lands, the Luna comes to a sudden stop. I didn’t know what to expect, but a welcoming party wasn’t it.

This book is dedicated to my family. You guys have supported me from the very beginning, and words can’t express how much I love you all!

Here’s to a successful third book…

Chapter 1

Benson

I stand outside of my father’s office, preparing my mind for what I know I have to say. As fun as it was to keep the little whore to myself, I know that I have to let him know that I have him. He’s been an asshole to everyone since she left. Maybe this is just what he’ll need to calm down.

Having the wondrous Lunar Child in his diabolical clutches.

I still don’t think she’s worth all of this fuss that has kicked up over her. Yeah, she’s unique. White hair, lavender eyes… It’s a weird combination, but Jahla being part of a prophecy?

Bullshit.

I haven’t seen her do a damn thing that I’d consider special. Where the hell are these powers that she’s supposed to have? Who cares if those bastards have them? The bitch hasn’t done shit to me, and I’ve spent the past three days marking up every inch of her body.

Well, except for her face. I have to have something pretty to look at when I get done with her punishments. There’s still so much I want to do to her before I finally fuck her.

And I WILL fuck Jahla Hardnett… As long as my father doesn’t kill her first.

With that sobering thought, I take one final solidifying breath, and raise my hand to knock on the soundproof door of his office. He can hear what’s going on out here, but no one out here can hear anything that’s going on within the office.

Trust me, I’ve tried.

What do you want, Benson? I’m busy.

This is why I hate this shit. He can’t call out for me to enter since he’s in the office. He has to use the alpha link to see who it is outside the door that dared to disturb him.

I hate having him in my head.

I have some important information that I think you’d like to know.

I’m gambling with my balls right now. Not telling him the exact information while I’m standing out here will piss him off, but I don’t give a shit. He’s never been a loving father to us, but he landed at the top of my shit list when he said he planned on killing her.

I’m still standing outside the door, waiting to see if he’ll think any information from me will be worth his time. It’s been a couple of minutes since our mental exchange. Now, I’m starting to wonder if he’s forgotten that I’m even out here. It wouldn’t fucking surprise me, the asshole. He never seems to pay much attention to me unless it’s for appearances with other packs.

Make it quick.

My shoulders slump a little, but I straighten my back as I turn the knob to enter. I was low-key hoping that he’d forget about me, or send me away. I really don’t want to tell him about Jahla being at the cabin.

What if he decides to kill her right off?

I feel my dick jump at the thought of never having gotten to feel her wrapped around. I shake the thoughts from my head as I sit in one of the chairs situated in front of his desk.

It’s better to have a clear mind when communicating with my father.

It’s not the fact that he can read my thoughts. He can, and most definitely will, without my permission. It’s a good thing that his prodding comes with a warning pressure before he’s actually in. it gives me time to scatter my thoughts before he has a chance to read them.

No, it’s not that at all. It’s because I know my father is going to give me some major information. I’m going to need room for this shit. The bomb he dropped last time about the witches and rogues almost took me out. I plan on being better equipped to handle anything he might throw my way.

Well? What the hell do you have to say, boy? I told you I was busy.

I take another deep breath. Damn, I’m breathing a lot today! It’s necessary, though. I’m about to give away the only ace that I have up my sleeve.

I have Jahla.

What?

I have Jahla Hardnett. The Lunar Child. He sits there stunned, and I can only remember one other time that I’ve seen him like this.

The day that the little bitch ignored his alpha command.

I watched on from my bedroom window. No way was I getting in the middle of that shit. I know how big of a badass I am. I’m a future alpha, for fuck’s sake. I was born to rule over others. Doesn’t mean I have a death wish, though. Even with the pack on my back, there was no way I was taking on those cunts. They can do some Sci-Fi type shit, and I know for a fact that it’s not my time to die. They would’ve come directly for me after what happened in the school parking lot.

I suppress a sigh as I continue to stare at my father. I managed to get a little lost in my head, but he’s still just sitting there. Is it really such a shock that I was able to do this on my own?

How?

Damn, I guess it is.

I went to their pack and got her.

You led those bastards straight-

They don’t know where she is. His lips thin at the interruption, but he stays quiet. His need for information overrides his demand for control over the situation, so I know this is my chance to finally have the power.

"I used one of their own to get inside, wasn’t caught on their surveillance systems, and I covered my scent. I knocked her out with enough chloroform to keep her sleeping until we made it back here to the cabin, so she doesn’t even know where she really is. All she knows is that it’s a cabin in our territory. It’s the cabin, Father. They’ll never find her. Even if they came all the way back here to accuse us, no one will be able to prove that she is, or ever was, here."

I want so badly to smirk in his face. He never really believes in me. I don’t even think he’ll turn the alphaship over to me when his time comes. I may just have to kill him if I want to rule this pack.

Are you sure that they did not follow you?

She’s been here for almost three days. I think they would’ve been here by now.

It’s hard to keep the irritation from my face, let alone my voice. It’s a battle that I’m able to win, though. Father would lash out if he thought he was being disrespected. Someone would bleed.

Even his own son.

He’s quiet again, and I know that he’s thinking back to the commotion we heard about last night. Nothing came of it, so we all just wrote it off as some idiot drunks getting too rowdy or something.

If they were here, they wouldn’t just be standing by, I rush to say before he can ruin my moment. You remember how they acted when they wanted her to leave the pack. They would’ve rushed through the gates with demands and threats if they thought she was here. They have no idea.

With that, he sits back in his chair to regard me. I hold myself perfectly still. I know that there’s nothing