Book 3. Chapter 1

Book 3. The Luna’s Son 

Seventeen years later

  “Carrie?” I called out as I saw her stomping past the window. She did not stop, but a few moments later, I heard my mother enter the room. She looked exhausted and drained. I knew then that they must have had yet another disagreement. My father, Alpha Aaron, was away on a business meeting and had left me to help my mother with anything she needed. 

  “Luke, did you see where Carrie went?” she looked worried, and I was sure Carrie would not want to be disturbed if she were in a terrible mood. Everyone in our pack knew how bad Carrie’s temper could be. 

  “I saw her storming out the front door,” I replied, feeling a sense of guilt, knowing I should probably go after her and make sure she was okay. But I also knew Carrie needed space when upset, so I hesitated. 

  My mother sighed and rubbed her temples, clearly feeling the strain of dealing with my sis