Luna

Chapter Twelve

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First Kiss

Lucas

The way to the dungeons is complicated. I remember coming here with my father when I was five. It caused a fight with my mom, but of course, it ended up with them making out.

They probably think I wouldn't realize what they were doing. Oh how wrong they were.

Tristan is leading me and Lilly to the dungeons, so he is walking ahead of us.

Lilly, on the other hand, is walking on my side with my hand on her waist. I didn't ask her if she wants to come here with me, I just know that she can handle it and not cower by its sight. Right now, she is turning her face on her sides, probably wondering how the pattern of the entrance works.

I hear loud growls when we are near the jails. These jails are covered with silver, so it will profoundly hurt the prisoners just by getting in contact with it.

When we arrive at the jails, I see that all of our prisoners are still in their wolf forms. There are ten warriors guarding them who bow down when they see us.

"Alpha. Beta. Miss Lilly." They greet us and I raise one of my brows on how they addressed Lilly.

I know that she isn't officially the Luna yet. And we haven't completed the mating process *yet*. Technically. they are not wrong. But how can they not call Lilly Luna?

I am about to reprimand them when I feel small hands on me. One on my back, and the other on my stomach. I am still holding her waist so Lilly has no choice but to put her hands there. And *sard* them all, this feels great.

I grab her hand over my stomach and press it on my torso. Fine. If you don't want me to scold them over this then I won't.

"Report." Tristan commands them. Yes, that's right. Let him handle it, I'll be busy with my mate.

I grab Lilly tighter and pull her in my arms. She fits perfectly here.

"They were like this since last night. We did everything we could but they wouldn't shift back. It's like they can't understand us." The guy with a fitted shirt replies.

I glance at the wolves inside the prison. Their paws as well as their necks are bound with silver cuffs. Around the cuffs, their skins are bleeding which is probably caused by their attempts to escape. There is no life in their eyes. Only the primitive sense of escaping.

"Alpha, it seems like they are not normal. It's like they are not werewolves... even though they are clearly rogues " Tristan says.

Lilly grips my shirt and I see her staring at one of the wolves in the prison. It is a small brown wolf and has cuts all over its body. It is almost dying but, still, it wouldn't stop its attempt to escape.

"They have lost their humanity." Lilly says as she gently pushes me away and walks near the small brown wolf. I raise my brows in surprise. Maybe, bringing her here is really a good decision.

Tristan is about to stop her but I signal him not to. I follow Lilly near the jail. Tristan and the others can't come near because of the silver. Weaklings.

Lilly is a foot away from the prison when the brown wolf howls viciously.

"Correct." I reaffirm her as I put my arm on her waist so I can pull her in case of any danger.

"Their humans were pulled out. Now, only their wolves are present and they are going crazy." I tell her. At our back I hear the guards murmur in disbelief.

Lilly is somehow in daze as she stares at the small brown wolf. The wolf howls angrily at her and tries to attack her, only to be roughly pulled back by the silver chair on its neck. It falls on the floor and whimpers.

Lilly is still in daze when she steps forward and grabs the bars of the jail. "Luna!" Tristan shouts and is about to run to us when he notices that Lilly isn't hurt at all. She grabs the silver bars like it is nothing. Of course. My Luna is not a weakling like you slow pokes.

"Impossible." I hear one of the guard hiss.

"No. She doesn't have a wolf." The other hiss back.

"But still, she was born as a werewolf! Is she a pure human?" Another one joins their conversation.

Fools. One more comment and I will shove them myself in the jails.

By then we feel a strange aura coming from Lilly. Soft winds enter the dungeons. Lilly crouches besides the whimpering wolf and extends her hand inside the jail bars. I hear loud gasps behind me and I hold Lilly tighter.

Lilly then puts her hand over the head of the small wolf and a small whirlpool emanates from her hand. Slowly, the brown wolf's whimpering stops and its breathing becomes slow and steady. It seems like it fell asleep.

Lilly takes her hand away from the wolf and leans her back on me. Then, I feel her whole weight on me. I look at her face and find that she passed out.

Oh Lilly, Draga Mea. I know this will happen. Yet, I still brought you here.

I sigh and carry Lilly in my arms. Her face is a little pale but her face is peaceful. She looks content.

"Luna..." Tristan says.

"She's fine. She just passed out." I reassure him.

The dungeons are now apparently more quiet than it was when we came in. The wolves around stop howling. Some of them are whimpering, the others are growling lowly. The brown wolf is peaceful sleeping.

I wave my hand and the silver neck tie and cuffs on the brow wolf split into half. Again, I hear sounds of disbelief behind me. Tristan, on the other hand, is calm like he is already used to seeing my power.

Good, you're learning fast.

"Give the other wolves sedatives so they will not hurt and kill themselves. Change their neck collar into iron, but leave their paws with silver cuffs." I order them.

These wolves are going crazy, but they are also victims. Until the magic that controls them is lifted, they will remain vicious. However, once the magic unto them is gone, they will return to being wolves. Unfortunately, they will never return into being humans again.

These young wolves are just around sixteen years old. They were probably tricked or kidnapped from their packs.

"Give some food to the brown wolf when it wakes up, don't redo its cuffs, but don't let him out of the jail bars." The magic imprisoning this wolf is already lifted by my mate. He will be fine without cuffs.

I glance at my sleeping mate and my heart hurts. She is starting to realize her powers. But what will it lead her to? Danger is already lurking around us. I hold her tighter and drop a kiss on her forehead.

It doesn't matter. I will protect her.

She scrunches her nose because of the contact and I can't help but chuckle a little. Sorry, baby. I can't help it.

I drop my head into hers and softly touch my lips to hers. Her lips are so soft and taste so sweet. She sighs on her sleep when I lift my head, I really can't help but chuckle again. So cute.