Chapter 6

Lukas POV

At the werewolves’ night club, I stood at the VIP section, looking down at the sea of bodies moving in sync to the beat.

Near the stage was Michael, dancing wildly with some girl.

However, my mind was preoccupied with something else.

Weeks ago, some human hunters were spotted near our territory, setting traps and carrying weapons that were harmful to werewolves. We camped there for several nights and barely managed to send them away.

“Humans!” I seethed.

Michael appeared behind me, a glass of whiskey in his hand. He was pretty drunk so I paid him no attention. I turned and sat on the sofa.

“Why aren’t you having fun?” he took a seat beside me.

“Can’t wait to go home to see your Luna?” He teased, wiggling his brows as he spoke.

I shot him a glare. I hated that a small part of me agreed with him.

Every night, she always managed to invade my thoughts, no matter how much I tried to fight it.

The image of