Alpha Sean’s POV
That stubborn boy stormed off in a rage again! I refuse to call my 22 year ol a man until he starts acting like one rather than a bitter child who gets angry when things don’t go his way. If I didn’t know better I would swear he was born of Alpha blood, but by blood we are Betas. His whole demeanor, not to mention his size.The boy is even bigger than my old friend Dimitri was, not taller. My boy stands at 6ft 4 inches, Shorter than Dimitri but 2 inches taller than me, but his bulk, his stature screams “Alpha material”. He has power and people willingly follow and listen to him, flock to him even despite his sour and bitter attitude. Then there is his wolf, it rival’s Dimitri’s in size and in color and may even surpass his in power. I never thought a wolf more powerful than that of my best friend would exist, but my son…he has an extremely powerful wolf. It is because of this I have needed to find the heir so badly, she must be my son's mate…he still hasn’t found his mate and the only one I can imagine as his equal would be that girl. We had to hide her powers…they had to go on the run and hide her away. Being sought out by fanatics, supernaturals and hunters alike she had to be well hidden, even from those who would love and protect her. I'm a true Beta and would do anything to protect the Alpha family. I’m only holding this position until Demitri or his heir show up, it is theirs by right and we will return to our rightful positions once they are found. I scrub my hand over my face before turning to the reception room and apologizing for my son’s rude behaviour. If he only knew what I really suspected…
They stood in the reception…Ashe with their hair dyed violet and amber flecked eyes, holding on to … Oh, my goddess! She looks so much like them!! Like him! The power coming off the young witch is incredible, even with that pendant that I would recognize anywhere. Rayanne didn’t even realise who she has been mentoring all this time! Of course not she had been studying in Europe when it all happened. When the child was born she had heard about it but her fight with MArlene had kept her away until after they disappeared.I know she regrets the fight and regrets staying away so long. I stoop to catch the young witch just as she faints, it definitely is her “it is true” i breathe to myself, carrying her to my office as I lead young Ashe to sit and talk with me. A miracle lies on my sofa…it is a miracle she ever existed and even more of one that she survived and has been practically under our noses all these years. I take a deep breath, looking in wonder at the raven haired witch with eyes that shone silver like some gifted wolves who are especially favored by the goddesses, as I place her gently on the sofa. Then I turn to the worried teen in the seat opposite me. They seem worried for their friend, a little nervous at the situation, even. Staring and twisting their hands in their lap as they
try to blink away unshed tears. They take a deep breath then heave a huge sigh before turning attention to me.
“I’m sorry about her, Alpha Sean. She sometimes hyperventilates when her power surges unexpectedly but this has never happened before.” Ashe humbly mutters their face lined with worry for their friend.
“Oh dear child, just Sean is fine, no need for formalities, we are family. Your great grandmother is my grandfather’s sister. Besides you are from Alpha blood while I am Beta by blood.” I boom, feeling more elated than I have in nearly 15 years as I look at the Alpha heir.
Ashe’s eyes and mine fix on the girl on the sofa…I sigh and pick up my phone, shooting a text to Rayanne to get here as quickly as possible. “Your friend must have had one heck of a surge of power. Rayanne will be here momentarily to check her over. Now, child…” I turn my eyes to Ashe “our rules are not different from your pack’s rules, I know your father well and although I have been far too busy to visit as much as I would like we are dear old friends, so I know you know he will be kept abreast of happenings here. That said, think of me like a beloved uncle, the packhouse is always open to you and I am here should you need anything. I do have a question…” I get cut off by a flurry of bubbles and lavender smoke…always with the dramatic entrances. Rayanne shows up, minus her usual giggles, a serious look on her face.
“I sensed a surge of power and then I got your text…oh dear! My dear girl!” Rayanne rushes, bending to the unconscious girl on the sofa and waving a hand over her slowly and with a calm focus. “She seems to have experienced a fluctuation in her energy, a big one, her powers are strong, but I have long felt that they could be stronger…the coven and I will need to spend time with her and do some research, something seems to be blocking her, restraining her. I don’t know the cause of the surge, but I am guessing her surge is what caused the ripple all the witches felt throughout New England and a bit beyond. She may be even more powerful than my sister was!” she looked up at me suddenly with eyes wide and a shocked expression. “I have never seen such power, not even Marlene ! How did I not see it before?!” she slowly stands, steadying herself…says a brief incantation and takes the girl’s hand before placing what looks like an oatmeal cookie in her hand. “She will be fine! It’s nothing a cookie, some coffee and a good night’s sleep won’t fix. I will wait until tomorrow to talk to her about her place in the coven.” Rayanne winks and is replaced with a shower of glitter and bubbles…I hear light laughter in the wind and sigh, then receive a text. “I hope that was all you needed, I need to rest up for what’s to come, but if you need anything else just let me know.” I read just as the girl opens her eyes.
Selyna’s POVAll the myths are true…my mind is reeling as I stare around the coffee shop, a double moccachino in the glass mug on the table in front of me. I am so glad that secretary, what was her name? Kristen?Kristy? Kirsty?yeah that was it! Well, I am glad she recommended this place…it has a cool vibe and really great coffee. The small coffee house has brick walls adorned with bright art and the staff are quite colorful themselves, I could see this quickly becoming a favorite hangout. I must have fainted because I woke up on a sofa in the Alpha’s office worry and awe on the faces of both the alpha and Ashe.It was a shock when I found out I was a witch, an actual supernatural being…real life witch, when I was 13 the shock was quadrupled when I found out that
Damian’s POV :Spooky and I walked into the coffee shop, yeah I had gotten an earful (mindlink-ful actually, since I have been avoiding the packhouse since storming out). I definitely could have handled it better, but my father has ordered another wild goose chase. He sends me off to follow up on these leads he gets all the time and I find nothing but dead ends. I furrow my brow, something in here smells good, I mean it always smells good, they have the best coffee around, but this is beyond good…this is divine, like moss and earth and some sort of flowers…light, but sweet on top of the heady earthiness. Spooky and I place our orders and I hear that annoying voice. Damn Kristalle is harassing Ashe and that gorgeous witch they hang out with…did I just hear her call herself “future Luna” ? over my dead body! I am against rejecting your mate, but goddess help me
Selyna’s POVAfter the dreamlink cut and I had some water my mind was still reeling with too many thoughts and even more questions. Eventually sleep caught up to me then I proceeded to uncharacteristically sleep in late. Rolling out of my disheveled bed, I ran my fingers through my hair and scrubbed my hand across my face. That was one rough night and the actual dreams that came after the dreamlink were nearly as unsettling…I need to get that grumpy Future Alpha out of my mind and get my head in the game. There is no way any of what I imagined in those dreams can actually happen. I know his pack and Ashe’s work alongside us witches but most Wolf Shifters, heck most other supernaturals see witches as an enemy. I have heard the rumors about how witches in other parts of the world, or outside of New England have to be secret or solitary for fear of both hunters a
Selyna’s POVAfter telling the coven about my Dreamlink they decided that it is witch business and that for the time being we should keep it to ourselves. There is a spell that will allow me to share what I experienced in the link with the coven, so that they can perhaps gain insight that can help me. The spell requires us each to sip an elixir from a chalice and an incantation, however the main ingredient for the elixir is a rare flower that is not readily available. Alicia is growing some in her greenhouse, but it won't be ready in bloom until after the winter solstice, 4 months from now. If we still have need of it we will do the spell after that.I will be an official coven member in a little over a week and that will increase my strength and strengthen the coven as well.I lay in bed the
Damian’s POVWe have been trying to follow this lead for the last 3 days, but I am thinking it is another deadend. It doesn't help that my sleep has been restless, when sleep does come I keep dreaming about the witch. Goddess, she is gorgeous! I need to get her out of my head, cold showers every morning and my hand do not satiate this burning need for a girl I barely know. This is not supposed to happen, unless she is my mate. Do witches even have the same sense and bond as shifters do with their mates? Will I sense it at the Harvest Moon Festival if she is? So many Questions that I don’t have answers to and I am not about to ask the few people who may know. I sip my cup of coffee and look over to the burnt out building...just one more question in an endless sea of questions. We have examined this pile of ash and debris over and over again, returning whenever we are stuck, and t
Ashe’s POVAlpha Sean and I walked down the hall out a side door to the packhouse. After training he had wanted me to come to his office and we discussed how we are adjusting. I couldn’t help it, I had to tell him that my sleep hadn’t been great because of Selyna having fitful sleep and talking in her sleep. We discussed the importance of witches’ dreams and he asked me a ton of questions that I didn’t have answers to, but I confessed that Selyna often has dreams involving Damian. I didn’t tell him what kind of dreams or that they were every night, sometimes two or more. She hadn’t gotten emotional like she had earlier in the week since then, but she was more of a wreck than she let on. She has met with the coven daily then she and Kirsty have had lunch a couple of times. I am glad she is warming up to the local wolves.
Damian’s POVI’m running through the packhouse.My heart is racing. An alert had gone out and anyone unable to fight is being sent to the safe room, the packhouse is going into lockdown. I run for the door but someone grabs me, pulling me back inside and towards the basement to the safe room. I try to fight, but I am small and weak. “Mom! My mom is out there!” I scream as I pound my fists on the arm of the person holding me. Someone is talking, trying to soothe me, but I don’t hear them. All I can think about is my mother out there fighting, “Mom!”“Mom! Please don’t go!” I bolt up in my bed sweating and tangled in my sheets. I hadn’t had that dream in years. I hate reliving that night! She didn’t make it back and
Alpha Sean’s POVI was happy and surprised when Ashe managed to get Selyna to come to training. If I am correct in my assumptions she will need training far more than she knows now. If not she will learn some great self defence tactics. The way Damian looked at her I couldn’t miss. My son is always so closed off and so angry. Losing his mother at 8 years old did not help with this. At least he would talk to her about things, with me it’s all business. He will talk about training or security or investigations and missions, but never about how he feels. The look on his face was full of desire. I have never seen that look in my son’s eyes before, not that he’ll admit it if I ask or talk about it if I try.I stay to watch the training and am impressed with what I see including Spooky
I have decided after long thought not to continue this story as it is currently written...I want to restructure and plan it better. A Hope For Moonlight has a lot of potential, but my writing style and organizational skills have changed much over the years since I started it. With that said, I intend to go over the manuscript and create a more detailed outline that will combine the story as I had originally wanted it to be but will be more focused and better organised, it will better detail the prophecies and continue into the next generation so that we may see the fullfillment of the prophecies. I do not know when I will get around to this as I have a lot on my plate, but it is something I will be starting to look at as soon as I have a few works in progress completed, or near completion. I have many ideas that I would like to better flesh out so that the work flows better and goes off the rails less.Thank you.
Author”s Note: This is long overdue, but I wanted to thank those of you who have read this far and those of you have been patiently awaiting updates. For over a year now my life has been a mess…I lost one Grandmother and with her, my day job, only to have mental health issues for both myself and my children become an issue, along with financial strain and struggling to find work (I still do not have a day job at this time), I am still struggling a lot and my other grandmother also passed away this past autumn. Despite all that is happening I do intend to continue writing, but I have not been feeling the werewolf genre lately. I will continue with sporadic updates as inspiration strikes, but will also be working on developing some ideas that are dancing around in my head into stories. I have been feeling strongly called to bring my LGBTQ+ characters to the forefront. I may in the future write a more in depth story better chronicling Ashe’s story, however, I am not going to gu
Selyna’s POV Luna Luz is a blast! She and I took our baby bumps to the dance floor as soon as we got to the club, letting the guys talk. Yes, I know that technically I am the Alpha, but tonight is not about business. We are up for fun tonight, before getting serious about what we are up against and finalizing rescue plans over the next couple of days, so tonight we are getting to know our allies. “Tell me, Alpha Selyna…are you Cuban, even in part? You almost look like you could be my little sister!” Luz giggles as she sways her hips in time to the music perfectly. I laugh, “I hardly look anywhere near as exotic as you! My mother’s family is mostly English, but may have ties to several European countries and my Father’s side is Greek!” The exotic beauty in front of me blushes a bit, but seems surprised by my answer. “Of course, I had heard this! You just look similar to myself and move so naturally to the Salsa music and I forgot that I already knew of your family
Damian’s POV The hotel room is beyond luxurious and Alpha Franco left Selyna and I clothing and champagne with a note to meet him and his mates downstairs in the lobby at 7PM. He said that if the clothing doesn’t fit, to call him with a cellphone number which is different from his contact number that we have. I am thinking maybe it is his personal line, rather than the contact through the packhouse. The man has expensive taste. I shower in the extravagant shower with the rainfall and massaging jets. The citrus and spice scented body wash feels like silk on my skin, and the Versace shirt he left with the skin tight jeans (also Versace) is of a purple and teal silk. That is far more color than I am used to wearing in one shirt, but I do not want to offend this Alpha, he has a reputation for elaborate parties and unprecedented entertaining, yet rarely lets anyone truly close. There are rumors about his family having ties to the Old Florida Mafia, but none that have been confirmed.
Selyna’s POV Damian and I basically carry Aunt Rayanne back to our hotel room. She is a mess and will be spending the night with us, So much for more private time with my handsome mate. As Damian unlocks the door I look out over the pool area and feel a cool breeze. It’s warm in Florida in December, but the night air is cool and refreshing. Too bad my aunt is too far gone to enjoy the beauty of the place we are in. Damian throws the door open and puts an arm around Rayanne’s other side so we can haul her into the room. Her head lols to the side and she giggles a little mumbling “I don’t know why Hecate would do such a thing to me…I th..think she…she cursed me...*hiccup*...I don’t even like girls that way! I’ve been fighting this way too long!*hiccup* Wolves are lucky they can reject mates! *hiccup*Once Hecate sets a match up you're stuck! S…so you two are lucky you l…lo…love each
Damian’s POV We walked into the clearing and I immediately spot Riff in human for with claws extended slashing through rogues and a giant alligator, that I really hope is Earl. He’s snapping at several rogues in front of him while more come at him from behind hoping to get the drop on him. Sheila must have seen them going after him the same time I do, because her scream echos through the clearing as she leaps forward shifting. I shift and jump in taking out two of the three closest to Earl’s tail. I feel a bolt of lightning pass me hitting a wolf in the chest in midair just as he was leaping at me and see Storm’s fingers crackling with electricity. Selyna is standing to her left doing something with her hands but I don’t have time to watch my mate. We are outnumbered but making quick work of the rogues who have yet to register just what they have gotten into. Bubbles fly by on my ri
Selyna’s POV Twice more during our trip I felt that surge, but that van had not followed us. It was a strange feeling, like something was trying to both feed my power and simultaneously use my energy. Damian and the others didn’t let me drive for the rest of the trip. We are close to northern Florida right now, driving through Alabama, but I need to stretch my legs and use the facilities so we stop at a rest stop. Riff is outside the door to the lady’s room when Rayanne and I are finishing freshening up and I hear a low growl. Spinning around I see an unfamiliar she wolf. I know she is a rogue wolf shifter because I can smell her. “We don’t take kindly to her kind around these parts!” She inclines her head towards my aunt as she drawls with her southern accent. “What are wolves and witches doing traveling together?” &nb
Selyna’s POV I was sure to pack our bags with a variety of clothing to suit the varying climates, as shifters the difference wouldn’t be as pronounced as it is for the witches, but we would still need jackets and long pants up north and things more suitable to the hot weather when we go south, plus comfort would be a factor in choices and being sure we had some clothes in case we had to shift without changing out of our clothes. I just finished zipping the suitcases when Damian came up behind me with a tray full of food. “Come on, my queen! Let’s have some lunch before we have to gather everyone together to go over the plan and make sure they are all prepared.” He smiled at me and gestured to our sitting area. Thinking back on t
Daman’s POV Since breaking the curse Selyna’s appetite has returned and she seems to be feeling much better, she did have some nausea but after what she experienced before we broke the curse it is minor. The last few nights since breaking the curse we have bathed together using the bundles of herbs and the uncrossing soap. Of course we have our fun in the tub while getting clean. Today is going to be a long day. We are packing and preparing for the mission. Her beautiful eyes meet mine as lay luggage out for the two of us. It’s December so it is cold up here, but it is still warm in Florida which is where we are driving down to, so we will need to pack accordingly with clothes for varying climates. I see her smile at me, sweetly. “What are you thinning, my sexy demon? You look so serious!” She questions with an impish smirk. She sidles up to me then grabs my waist, her slim fingers gently tr