The Cursed Luna's Mates

Chapter 006

As he approached me, Kael remarked in a low, gravelly voice, "You're not the only one feeling this." I was drawn in against my will by the heat radiating from his body like an open flame. My heartbeat accelerated, and I was only able to concentrate on the irresistible attraction between us in spite of the turmoil that appeared to be circling us.

"Stop," I said, raising my hands in a fruitless attempt to put some distance between us. "This is not what I want. I'm not interested in you.

Although Kael's lips tensed, his face was one of empathy and a subdued sadness that exacerbated the pain in my chest. But his hand remained steady. I felt a chill run down my spine as he reached forward and brushed a lock of hair away from my face.

His words hung heavy between us as he whispered, "I never asked for this either." "But we have no control over it. It's the connection.

"The bond?" I said it again, shaking my head as though I could get rid of the strong bond I was beginning to experience. "This... this is an error."

"You don't understand, Lola," Kael murmured, his voice gloomy with an unidentified emotion—remorse? Angry? It has nothing to do with control. The goal is to survive. We are bound together, you and I. In multiple ways.

I took a step back, my head reeling from the uncertainty. With each phrase, each touch, the bond he described tightened around me like a cord. All of it was incorrect, yet it was also unquestionably correct. Despite my best efforts to resist, my body reacted to him as like it had its own will.

"I am unable to..." My throat constricted as I began. "I am unable to be with you. Not in this manner. Not with all the other things that are happening.

For the first time, I noticed a flicker of something frightening in Kael's eyes as his jaw tightened. "Lola, it's not about being 'with' me. The pack is the focus. We have no control over the link; it is our destiny.

I felt a knot in my stomach. "The group. You all. It's too much for me to bear. You're all

"Not what you anticipated?" Kael's voice had grown colder as he concluded for me. "I told you. You can't simply ignore this issue. For that, it is too late.

I felt like I was slapped by the words. It's too late. I was expected to just accept my position in this world after being thrown into it without any option. However, how could I? The relationship was oppressive, and it seemed to get stronger the more I struggled against it.

I muttered, my hands trembling at my sides, "I'm not like you." "I have no place here."

For a brief time, I could see the fragility hiding beneath Kael's gruff veneer as his gaze softened. "Lola, you underestimate how much you resemble us. You're born with it. throughout your spirit.

"Stop uttering that." I turned away, unwilling to listen to the truth he was trying to force on me, and my voice broke. I needed escape from whatever it was, air, and space.

Before I could take more than a few feet, I felt a sharp shock of heat against my back as I began to move away. With a strength I hadn't anticipated, Kael was there, his hand at my waist, drawing me back toward him. As he held me, I could feel the strain in his body and the warmth of his breath against my ear.

His voice was a whisper against my skin as he said, "You can't outrun this." "Lola, you are mine. Regardless of your desire for it.

At his words, I froze, every muscle in my body tensing up. mine. Even though what he said seemed like a claim, I wasn't offended. I didn't know how to combat the deep, primordial pain they caused inside of me.

Even to myself, I could hardly hear myself as I uttered, "I don't want to be yours." "I can't be."

However, Kael refused to let go. Rather, he turned me to face him, lifting my face so I could only meet his gaze as his fingers curled around my chin. The intensity of his gaze made it impossible to look away, even though his expression was unreadable.

"Lola, I have no option. "Neither do you," he whispered softly, grazing my lips with his thumb. "This is greater than us. You must accept it even if you don't like it.

My throat felt dry, but I swallowed forcefully. "This is unacceptable to me. You cannot bind me. To any of you.

"You have no other option." A tiny smile lifted the corner of Kael's mouth, and his lips curled slightly. I was startled since it was the first genuine smile I had ever seen from him. "And I don't either."

Before I could answer, the tension in the air was broken by a harsh, discordant howl that reverberated through the trees. A beat skipped in my chest. It was a more sinister, ominous howl than a typical wolf's.

Kael tightened his hold on me and whirled around, looking at the trees. He yelled sharply, "Lola, get back to the pack." "Now."

"What's going on?" Panic rushing through my veins, I asked.

Kael whispered, "I don't know," and dragged me along as we hurried to the clearing where the others had previously assembled. My mind was racing, so even though his palm was tight on my wrist, I hardly noticed it. There was a tangible sense of danger, looming over the scene like an impending electric storm.

When we arrived at the clearing, I was horrified to see that the pack members were already on guard. Their muscles stiffened as they shifted nervously, and their eyes shone dimly in the darkness. There was a problem.

The Beta, Ray, stood at the edge of the clearing, his eyes narrowed as he focused intently on the trees. His voice was tense as he stated, "We have a problem."

I glanced around at the group, their fighting stances. However, I was not drawn to the tension in their motions. It was the feeling that I had in my stomach since no one appeared to understand what was happening.

"What sort of issue is it?" I asked, hardly raising my voice above a whisper.

With a hushed voice, Kael announced, "Someone is coming." "Someone who ought not to be present."

The trees suddenly parted once again, and a towering, dark-clad man emerged from the shadows. When I saw who it was, my breath caught in my chest.

He was the one.

I believed I would never see that person again.

The figure moved forward, the moonlight shining on their face. My father was the last person I expected to see standing in front of me.