Tattooed Luna Novel

Chapter 0357
The back door squeaked as Jacob slowly opened it. “S HIT!” Jacob yelled and jumped back as a racoon ran through the door,
between his legs and into the woods.
“Little jumpy?” I couldn’t hide my smile but I did have to bite the inside of my cheek to avoid laughing.
“F uck off.” Jacob said as he walked inside. Walking inside, we were in a little nook off the kitchen. There must have been a table
here at one point but now there was chains attacked to the wall. They were high enough that my over six foot frame had to stand
on my tip toes just to reach them.
Jacob kept going as he walked into what looked like a living space to the left. There wasn’t a T.V. but a fireplace that sat against
the far wall. Two couches faced eachother with huge coffee table in the middle. Each couch had a stained white sheet over them
but pressed down like they have been sat on. Brown smear marks confetti the sheets. Someone either had residual blood on
them or they were bleeding themselves.
The layer of dust that coated everything. However, looking down, there was some footsteps imprints that made me believe
someone has been here recently.
“Look.” I said to Jacob and pointed down. Our eyes followed them to the next room. You could either take a left or so straight into
a spiral staircase. “I’ll go up, you look down here.”
“Okay.” Jacob turned and kept going as I went up the stairs. Each step creaked like I was going to find out what was under these
stairs at any moment. So when I reached the top, a breath I didn’t realize I was holding came out.
Ubor in the tiniest landing. Other than a dead flower in a pot, a window over looked the front yard. My warriors were standing
around, just looking for threats. Some were talking quietly but most kept looking behind them. Never once did my alpha sense go
off that something wasn’t right, so opening the door, I looked inside.
This must have been a bedroom but it was converted into an office. A single desk stood in the middle of the room. The desk itself
was not impressive. It looked like a fancy four person table that they just moved from the nook to up here. A lap with a red shade
was in the corner of the desk with papers sc attered around the desk and the floor. There was a couch against the wall but this

one didn’t have a sheet. What it did have was a women’s clothing and only one shoe. Not wanting to focus on that, I went over to
the desk. Shifting things around, there was a little black box. Holding it up, it looked like a device you can use to make copies of
keys. Blueprints were on the bottom. Pulling those out, it looked like the building that Ice was taken to. Alec and I blew that f
ucker up so that didn’t seem important anymore. Still, I was a little irked we didn’t have this before. This could have saved us so
much.
There was a hand sketched blueprint of my pack and Alec’s. It showed where the tunnels were and the time line from when they
were working on it. All stuff I should have had before. Now it just seemed useless. Still, maybe Ice would see something I didn’t.
She usually did. Gathering everything into a pile, I kept looking around to make sure nothing was missed.
Right as I was about to leave, a picture caught my eye. It was leaning. against the wall, on the floor. The picture looked like it
was hand sketched with charcoal. The paper looked worn and brownish but it was of the wolf that really caught my attention. It
wasn’t exactly a match to the one in my office but it was similar.
Not sure why my heart started racing but as I picked the picture up, my eyes went to the lower right corner. The signature,
Adalynn was finely written in elegant cursive. This was one of my mother’s drawings.