The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 397

That was the wrong move. The pup, as if not recognizing Sebastian at all, spun and scrambled sideways along the ledge, paws slipping on the wet rock.

I reached out and grabbed Sebastian’s shoulder. “Stop!”

Sebastian froze and looked at me. “What should we do? He’s panicking, he doesn’t recognize me-”

“I’ve got this.” I handed him my flashlight.

“What?”

“Trust me.”

I shifted in an instant. My wolf’s fur bristled in the wind and rain, senses sharpening. That familiar scent grew stronger, nearly overpowering all other smells. It was so intense that it nearly made my head spin.

I took a step forward.

ears came

took another step, and another. We went like that for a while, moving closer, then pausing until he

Bjorn make the decision to move

yet there was something else there-something that he didn’t seem to feel with Sebastian. Only me. I saw the same recognition in his eyes that I felt. I saw his nostrils flare as if

too. My scent. And he recognized it when he hadn’t recognized the scent of

still, waiting for that trust to

forward. Then again. He

the way and pressed himself against my side, burrowing his face

curved around him, warming

felt him trembling frantically against me, frozen through to the bone. I curled closer, breathing hot air from my

didn’t move until he

eyes half-closed, slumped against my wolf’s side. I shifted

got you,” I murmured. “It’s okay.