The Abused Luna's Comeback

Chapter 67 Sacrifice

(Rose’s P.O.V.]

I pulled Edward out of my new office by the hand and returned to our bedroom. He started to flirt with me before I removed his hand that was hovering above my waist.

“You peeked at my thoughts! I thought we came in here to have sex.” Gosh, Edward was acting like a child.

“Edward, first of all, I was not peeking. It was your own brain that was filled with overflowing thoughts of sex. I pulled you in here because I have something important to discuss with

you.”

“What is it?”

“Do you remember what day it is after tomorrow?”

“The day after tomorrow? Let me think…”

I saw Edward’s expression change from mischievous to serious.

“I remember, Babe. How could I ever forget? The day after tomorrow is the anniversary of Southern Desolate Pack’s annihilation.” I could tell he was trying not to speak too bluntly, afraid of hurting me.

“Will you accompany me for a visit back to my pack on that day? I want to offer some flowers to my pack members. Ever since I was taken away as a slave, I’ve been wanting to do this for eight years.”

“Of course, not a problem at all. I’ll have Dylan follow us.”

“Thank you, Edward.”

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“I’ve said it before. You never have to thank me. This is what I should do for you.” “Alright. Now that we’re done talking, I think that idea of yours might be a good one.”

I kissed his chin. He immediately wrapped his wide arms around me and kissed me back. Finally, we ended up having intense, sweaty sex. I orgasmed again and again until he nearly knocked me out.

[Edward’s P.0.V.]

Two days later.

I was on my way to Southern Wilderness Pack with Rose and Dylan. We were dressed in black and had brought along white and yellow chrysanthemums that were in the trunk of the car. Rose was also holding a bouquet of roses which she had gotten up early to prepare. She said they were Luna Nancy’s favorite flowers.

I didn’t let Patrick follow us today because he was in love and I wanted to give him as much time with his mate as I could. He was always a good, hard-working Beta anyway. I let Rose sleep in the car because the ride would take a couple of hours. She eventually closed her eyes, but I knew she wasn’t asleep.

When we arrived, Southern Wilderness Pack was as deserted as the last time I was here. It was hard to imagine that the former Alpha Roger of New Moon Pack would attack this place and turn it into a wasteland just for a stupid reason, at least to me. Moreover, the Council of Elders agreed that his attack was justified. Although I usually stood by the authority of the Council of Elders, I still disagreed with some of their decisions.

Dylan opened the car door for us and took out the flowers from the trunk. After he had passed the flowers to me, I asked Dylan to wait for us by the car. Then, Rose and I headed further in. Each time we passed by a dwelling of her pack members, Rose would pull out one of the chrysanthemums to be placed in front of the building. She did this the entire way until the packhouse.

“Edward, do you think it’s possible that my mother is still alive?” asked Rose suddenly as she placed the chrysanthemums and the bouquet of bright red roses by the main door of the packhouse.

The information I had gathered from the Council of Elders’ library and Alpha Austin’s records told me that Luna Nancy was no longer alive, so I didn’t know how to begin.

“Sometimes I wish she was still alive, but sometimes I don’t, because it would mean that she will suffer and be humiliated and far more than I had.”

Rose decided to answer her own question. She seemed quite calm today, but I knew that her heart must have been hurting as if it had been cut by a knife.

I walked slowly with her across her land as she touched the mottled walls and windows. But then, she suddenly stopped.

“Alpha, do you smell something?”

I took a few deep breaths. I didn’t smell anything special. There was indeed a rotten smell in the air, mixed with dust, but I thought it was because the place had been in disrepair for a long time. “What do you smell?” “The strange smell of death, mixed with anger. It’s as if it’s coming from the darkness.”

“What? Babe, I don’t really understand.”

“Edward, I think we need to leave this place immediately. Something doesn’t feel right. Whatever I’m smelling, it’s not normal.”

I trusted Rose because ever since her Luna ritual, her sense of smell, hearing, and speed had increased greatly compared to ordinary werewolves. Her sense could even be said to be top-notch. I think these were also a consequence of her awakening abilities.

We sped toward the car, but I heard a rustle around me. Then I smelled it, too – a sickening, rotten smell.

When Rose’s scream reached my ears, I couldn’t believe what my eyes were seeing.