(Luna POV)
Luna feels the blood drain from her face at Cain’s voice. By instinct, she struggles to move away from Lochlan but the man merely tightens his hold around him.
“Don’t let him intimidate you.”
She gasps when she hears his voice inside her head. “Wait, I thought—how..?”
Lochlan grins. “Aunt Stacey taught me the spell. Favourite nephew, remember? Although I’m not as powerful as she is… I need body contact to be able to use this gift. She can do it even through great distances—”
Already furious beyond belief, Cain finally snaps and steps threateningly towards the younger man. “I SAID GET YOUR BLOODY HANDS OFF HER, PUP! SHE’S MINE!”
But Lochlan scoffs, not even mildly intimidated. He is, after all, of alpha blood as well, albeit from a smaller pack that lives by the coast up
