91: Runaway Luna

Alexa “Hurry! This way!” I shouted, directing dozens of women and children toward the western forest. The guards ran frantically, clearing paths to save as many as they could. Through the communication channels from several Gammas, the guards focused on their rescue. Even though I wasn’t officially Luna, they followed my lead. They didn’t even bother to check if Alpha Gabriel could give instructions. In my Lycan form, I charged at several wolves who tried to harm them. Near me, Beta Julius held off enemies from the left. We fought off the wolves who kept coming, trying to attack us in the western forest. From the protection of the guards, a woman I knew well ran toward me with tears streaming down her cheeks. Her hair was disheveled, and her dress was torn in a mess. “Mrs. Gertrude!” I called. Upon seeing me, she rushed into my arms. Her hands gripped my fur-covered arms, soaked in sweat and the blood of enemies. “Alexa! Please, Alexa, help my baby. She refused to leave. Help me convin