The Wolf God's Unwanted Luna

Vivians POV

"Trick is waking her up and getting her back home without being noticed," the same male said. Then a low curse.

"Maybe if we throw something, she’ll wake up and get scared enough to leave," another male suggested, sounding overly enthusiastic about this plan.

A smack followed. "Quiet! No, you idiot," a new female snapped. "She’s a wolf. If something spooked her, she’d probably run toward it, not away. And stop talking. Her senses are like his. He told us to be extra cautious around her."

My heart picked up speed.

His?

What was going on? And why did I suddenly feel like I was sitting at the center of something much larger than I understood?

"Why do we always get the tough gigs? I heard the others are having the time of their lives beating down every idiot trying to sneak in," one of the women groaned.

My brows pulled together.

Wait. Someone was trying to get in? Now?

That couldn’t be right. My parents told me the random abductions had ended last week while I was away with... who was I with again? My cousin. Lily. Yeah. I remembered now. But even that memory felt hazy, like smoke that kept slipping away before I could hold onto it.

"Because he trusts us with her more than the rest," a man answered, voice low and serious.

Her. Did that mean they were guards? Watching someone? Watching me?

Then why were they at the park?

"So, what’s the plan?" another asked after a moment.

My brain was still groggy, not quite firing on all cylinders, but curiosity was starting to win over the fog. I stayed completely still and listened.

As they argued, I peeked one eye open. The sun was still hanging lazily in the sky. I must’ve been out for twenty or thirty minutes. My eyes slid carefully toward the voices, which were gradually getting louder.

Through the trees, I could see them clearly even from this distance. Too clearly. I wasn’t using my wolf’s senses, or at least I didn’t think I was, and yet there they were, visible in detail I shouldn’t have been able to make out from here.

I frowned and pushed the thought aside. I had more pressing curiosity to deal with.

Something inside me urged me to get closer. My mom had always said I was nosey. Maybe it was finally a useful quality.

I tensed my muscles, preparing to move carefully. I wasn’t sure if I should go slow or fast to avoid detection, so I trusted my instincts and called on my wolf’s strength. I counted silently to three and started to rise.

And realized I was already standing before I hit two.

I blinked at the ground, then at my own feet, then back at the group in the trees who still hadn’t noticed me.

That was... not normal. I’d gone from seated to upright without consciously deciding to do it, like the motion had just happened ahead of my instruction. I stood there for a second, a little stunned, waiting for some explanation to arrive. None came.

Huh. That was new. And, weird as it was to admit, kind of awesome.

I started moving.

"We’re not about to chuck rocks at her—"

I shifted direction toward the trees and found myself at the nearest trunk before I’d taken what felt like more than one step. The moment I thought about moving, my body was already there.

"We’re also not going to set her lawn on fire and hope her parents call her out."

I eyed the next tree. I was there in a blink. Quiet. Fast.

"What if we lit a tree up?" someone offered.

"And what? Hope she puts it out with her mind? No thanks."

Their backs were still turned to where I’d come from, so I kept using it. I circled through the trees, moving between shadows.

"Then come up with a better idea!" a woman snapped.

"Uh, guys—" a more timid voice tried to cut in.

"Fine. We send an animal over. A rabbit or something."

"Right. That means one of us has to actually catch a rabbit. In the sun. While running."

The tallest one, with curly blond hair that bounced with every shift of his weight, kept moving restlessly. I ducked behind a trunk before he could turn my direction.

"Guys—"

"That’s a terrible plan. Even if we caught one, how would we get it to go exactly where we wanted?"

I blinked. I was close. Genuinely close. Not a rustle. Not a snap of a branch. Nothing had given me away, and I was standing maybe twenty feet from them. Maybe I really could be a spy.

"You guys—"

"Why don’t we just call her?" someone finally suggested. "We all have her new number, right?"

A pause. Then, the collective dawning realization.

"Oh yeah."

Pocket-patting commenced. They all searched for their phones simultaneously. All of them dressed in black, all of them somehow managing not to look suspicious.

"Hey!"

"What?!" they all snapped at the tall guy.

He didn’t flinch. "She’s gone."

"Told you," muttered the enthusiastic one, in a tone that suggested he’d been waiting for this.

Tense silence. Then someone let out a strangled sound. They shuffled, backs still turned. I sighed quietly. Still no look at their faces.

"Damn it. Call her. If she picks up, we’ll get her location. Say it’s a wrong number."

I watched the red-haired one yank out his phone and start dialing.

That was enough hiding. I walked out from the trees, quiet as a breeze, until I was a few feet behind them. They didn’t even notice, too focused on the ringing tone coming from his phone.

I could help. I hadn’t seen anyone else around, and honestly, it beat going home to stare at the walls and feel sorry for myself.

"Who’d you lose?" I asked loudly.

They all froze. Not even a breath.

I waited for them to turn. Nothing. They stood like statues.

Then my phone rang.

My hand moved slowly to my pocket. I looked down at the screen. I looked back up at the group, still completely motionless.

The curly-haired tall guy slowly raised one hand and slapped his own forehead with conviction.

"Bruh."

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