The Wolf God's Unwanted Luna

Chapter 98: The Convoy’s Shadow

I hadn’t expected anyone to be out and about so early, yet as we stepped out into open view, there were more than a few wolves lingering around. Their presence wasn’t loud or obvious, but noticeable enough. Something about it didn’t sit right with me. Last night, I had assumed the group snuck into the territory, but now I wasn’t so sure. A strange suspicion settled heavy in my chest, dragging my mood further down into a pit of bitterness I was already drowning in.

Luke slowed his pace until he was beside me. "We’re taking a car to get off pack lands. Closest airport’s about two hours out," he said, his voice lower than usual, as if asking for my approval.

"Fine," I said flatly, pretending not to care even though every word from them grated on my nerves. He nodded once, jogged ahead, and stopped beside a sleek black BMW. With a click of the key fob, the car unlocked.

I started to walk toward the front passenger door, intending to sit there, but Johnson beat me to it, opening the back door instead and gesturing for me to get in. I looked up at him with narrowed eyes and tight lips, but he just smiled like I hadn’t just shot daggers at him. Courtney slipped into the front seat without hesitation.

"Whatever," I muttered under my breath, climbing into the back reluctantly. I sank into the seat between Mila and Johnson. With them on either side of me, and Luke and Courtney up front, the air felt heavy and strained. My presence must’ve been radiating pure resentment, but I didn’t care enough to tone it down.

We drove in silence, the forest slipping past the windows as we left the only home I’d ever known. My gaze stayed on the trees, trying to memorize them. But everything felt unfamiliar now. Distant. Wrong.

I’d been kept in that house for a week. Isolated. Confused. And now, I understood why I’d felt so off. The moment Zaliver marked me, everything changed. That bite didn’t just bind us; it pulled me into his pack. Into him. I hadn’t realized how deeply I’d already been tethered to him until I was no longer surrounded by his wolves. The disconnect was subtle but real. Jarring, even.

I still felt loyal to my old pack, but it wasn’t the same. Not anymore.

We reached the outer borders faster than I expected. Normally, pack guards would stop us at the gates, check the car, and ask questions. But this time, a group of wolves just opened the gate without a word and let us pass. They didn’t even glance our way. It was too smooth. Too rehearsed.

As soon as we crossed the threshold, four massive black SUVs flanked our car, two in front and two behind. My eyes widened. I sat up straighter, turning to look at the rear vehicle. I glanced at the others in the car, but none of them reacted. Not even a blink.

"What the hell is this?" I asked, my voice sharp. "Who’s in those cars?"