After Alpha Damien's speech, everyone made their way from the hall to the open field where the real celebration would take place. Laughter and light conversation took over as everyone marveled at the large table set up in the center of the field, overflowing with an extravagant display of food. Every kind of dish imaginable was laid out, from roasted meats to fresh salads, rich stews, and delicacies from different regions. Plates were lined up neatly, ready to be filled by hungry guests, while the meal servers stood by, ready to assist.Stephanie stood off to the side, watching the gathering with a small smile. She had seen this sort of celebration before, but after the emotionally charged speech from Alpha Damien, it all felt different. The air seemed lighter, the laughter more genuine, and for a brief moment, she allowed herself to enjoy it. Caleb and Kayla had rushed off to join the other children, their giggles mixing with the soft hum of conversation as they weaved through the ad
Stephanie’s body went rigid, the sound of the voice triggering something deep inside her. A familiar sense of dread curled in the pit of her stomach, and her heart began to race. She turned quickly, eyes searching for the source, though she already knew who it was. She could never forget that voice, no matter how much time had passed.Standing just a few feet away was Ava, her face twisted into a smirk that was far too pleased with itself. Her eyes flicked between Alpha Damien and Stephanie with a gleam that sent a chill down Stephanie's spine.Alpha Damien’s expression darkened immediately, his brows knitting together in frustration as he scowled at the woman before them. "Ava," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. "What are you doing here?"Ava’s smirk widened, her gaze settling on Damien with an almost mocking innocence. "Oh, don’t be like that, Damien. You know I never could resist a good party," she said, her tone venomous. She stepped closer, her eyes sweeping over Stephanie
Alpha Damien’s eyes followed Stephanie as she laughed softly with Caleb and Kayla, her attention entirely focused on her children. It was a rare sight, one that tugged at his heart. But he could not relish the sight as he had a pressing matter; Ava. Her sudden intrusion had unsettled him, especially Stephanie; they had been having a good conversation when she showed up and spoilt everything.He signaled to the nearest security guard with his hand, and within moments, the young man was at his side."You wanted to see me, Alpha?" the guard asked. "Who allowed Ava to come into the party?" Damien demanded, his tone was low but he was seething inside. The guard blinked in surprise, clearly taken aback by the question. "I wasn’t aware she was here, Alpha," he stammered. "No one mentioned her presence to me."Damien narrowed his eyes, his jaw tightening. "Find her," he growled. "Get more guards if you need to. I want her to be brought to me. Immediately."The guard nodded quickly, "Yes, Alp
Alpha Enzo stormed through the gates of his pack’s territory, his fists clenched tightly at his sides. His mind raced as he thought of her reckless behavior. Finally, he reached her room. Without knocking, he slammed the door open, startling the woman inside. She turned to face him with a smile, her arms outstretched as if to embrace him. But before she could reach him, he shoved her away, disgust twisting his features.She frowned, with irritation. "What’s wrong with you?" she snapped, crossing her arms. "You storm in here like a bull, and now you don’t want to hug me? Get lost, Enzo."But Enzo wasn’t having it. His anger erupted, and he grabbed her roughly by the arm, his grip strong enough to make her wince. "What the hell were you thinking?" he growled, his voice low and dangerous.She blinked in mock surprise, her eyes wide with feigned innocence. "What are you talking about?" she asked, batting her eyelashes as if she were clueless.For a brief moment, Enzo’s hand twitched, t
As soon as Hank stepped into the study, the heavy atmosphere immediately pressed down . Alpha Damien was sitting behind his large oak desk, his brow furrowed in deep thought. His tension was visible, and Hank could sense that something was wrong. Damien gestured for him to sit down, but there was a hesitancy in his eyes that Hank couldn’t ignore.Hank slowly lowered himself into the chair across from Damien, his concern growing. "Is there a problem, Damien?" Hank asked, his voice was low.Alpha Damien didn’t respond right away. He sat back in his chair, staring at a spot on the desk as if he were weighing his words. After what felt like an eternity, he let out a deep, heavy sigh, rubbing his temples as if trying to relieve some of the tension building inside him."After my morning run," Damien finally began, his voice low and measured, "I was heading back to my room when I passed by Caleb’s door. I heard him crying... really crying."Hank’s heart tightened. Caleb was a sweet boy, full
Alpha Damien sat back in his chair. "The man in the frame," he said slowly, "was Mr. King. My father, I succeeded him as Alpha when he fell ill and was no longer capable of leading the pack."Hank stared at the picture for a long moment before shaking his head in disbelief. "Mr. King was your father?" he murmured, almost to himself. He let out a long breath and looked back at Damien. "It's indeed a small world."Damien raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "You knew him?" There was a genuine note of surprise in his voice. "My father didn’t talk much about his old friends."Hank chuckled softly. "We go way back, your father and I. We were... close at one time."Damien leaned forward, his curiosity piqued. "How did you know my father?"Hank sighed, before speaking. "Through Maya," he said quietly, his eyes searching Damien’s face. "Maya... Stephanie’s mother."The moment the words left Hank’s mouth, Damien’s eyes widened in shock. He sat up straighter, trying to grasp the connection. "Maya?" he
Alpha Damien leaned back in his chair after Hank left, letting out a deep breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. His conversation with Hank had been enlightening, filling in gaps he never even knew existed in his own understanding of his father and the way he had treated Stephanie. It was as if a veil had been lifted, and for the first time, Damien could see the larger picture, the legacy his father had left behind—not just as an Alpha, but as a protector, a father figure to Stephanie when she had no one else.“Thank you,” Damien had said quietly, shaking Hank’s hand. “For telling me all of this. For helping me understand.”Hank had smiled a warm yet sad smile. “Your father was a good man, Damien. He did what he believed was right, and I see that in you too. You have more of him in you than you think. I’ve watched you for a while now, and I can tell—you’re a good Alpha and a good father. Don’t let the past weigh you down too much. You’re already doing better than you realize.”Dami
Alpha Damien couldn't hide his delight as a smile spread across his face when Stephanie agreed to his request to stay a week longer. Relief washed over him. Though a part of him wished they could stay even longer, he knew he had to be grateful for what he was given. One week was enough time, he told himself. Enough time to start making amends, to rebuild what had been broken. He was determined to make their stay memorable, especially for Kayla, who had slowly started to warm up to him, even if just a little.For Stephanie, however, the decision didn’t sit as easily. The moment the words had left her mouth, she started to have a feeling of uncertainty. She had a lot of work waiting for her back in the city, and the more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. The pack held too many memories, both good and bad, and she wasn’t sure if lingering here longer would help her heal or deepen the wounds that had barely begun to close.At noon time, there was a soft knock at the door.
Four years had passed since Stephanie became Luna. In that time, the sorceress' Prophecy about the Eclipse pack had come to pass as the pack had not only flourished but had become the largest and most formidable pack in the entire territory. The transformation was felt in every corner of their land, and a sense of security and pride filled each member.Under Alpha Damien and Luna Stephanie’s leadership, they had found peace and prosperity. Damien’s once arrogant and foreboding feature had become warm and inclusive, embodying the unity of the moon goddess. Stephanie, who once questioned her place in the pack, was now a revered Luna, trusted and respected by all. She carried an undeniable strength, one that had seen her through some of the darkest times and now anchored her family and pack.*********On a cold morning, Damien gathered everyone in the central grounds of the pack community. Standing beside Stephanie, he addressed his pack."Today, I have wonderful news to share," Damien b
“Hey, your break’s over. We need someone clearing tables. Stop lounging around and get back to work,” he snapped, his words cutting through.Hank’s eyes widened, the shock unmistakable as he turned his look back to Cassandra. “Cassandra… you work here?”Cassandra’s shoulders slumped, her eyes dropping to her hands as shame washed over her. “Yes,” she murmured, voice barely audible. “This is my job now, Hank.”Hank’s face softened, his shock giving way to a profound sadness as he took in her worn appearance. He reached out, resting a gentle hand on her arm. “What… what happened to you, Cassandra?”Cassandra took a shaky breath, her voice filled with shame and regret as memories rushed back, memories of the choices she had made, the paths she had chosen, and the arrogance that had blinded her. “I trusted someone,” she began, voice breaking. “A younger man. He made me feel… seen again, like I mattered. But he took everything I had and left. I lost my home, my status… everything.” Her vo
Damien stood on the edge of the field overlooking the lush greenery of parts of the pack territory. He glanced around at the pack members beginning their morning routines and took a deep breath, his mind elsewhere. It was Hank's invitation that lingered in his thoughts—a trip to South Africa, a vacation that had taken on a life of its own in his mind, fueled by encouragement from Stephanie and the children.“I think you should go," Chris had told him one evening, sensing Damien's hesitation. "You've been carrying this pack for years, barely taking a moment for yourself. Let me handle things here for a little while. I owe you that much—and more."Damien had turned to his beta, touched by Chris's words. "Chris, you know since after the whole ordeal we have faced, I planned on never stepping out of the pack for years to come”Chris gave a light chuckle, patting Damien's shoulder with a brotherly confidence. "Damien, with respect, you need to go. Not only for you, but for Stephanie and t
The night had quieted down slightly as the guests had left, but the heart of the pack remained. Under the glow of the moonlight, laughter and music filled the air, while the remaining pack members continued to dance and celebrate. Stephanie and Damien stood together, watching Caleb and Kayla play with the other children, their faces glowing with happiness.Suddenly, Chris approached, his arm around Zita, both of them laughing softly. “Alpha,” Chris began. “Zita and I have been talking, and we… We'd love to exchange our vows and officially become mates tonight, with all of you here to witness it. It feels right on a night like this.”Damien’s face lit up with surprise, then softened with a deep warmth. “Chris, I can’t think of a better moment. No one deserves this more than you. You’ve stood by me, through every storm and every success. It’s an honor to have you both join as mates on this special night.”Chris nodded, visibly moved, and his hand tightened around Zita’s. “Thank you, Da
As the celebration continued into the evening, the guests began forming a line to present their gifts to the new Luna. Stephanie graciously accepted each one, touched by the thoughtfulness behind every present. Her heart warmed as she saw the way her pack and loved ones had come together to make this day so memorable.Albert, Damien's former gamma and new Alpha of knight pack, presented a beautifully crafted silver pendant adorned with the Moon Goddess symbol. “To remind you of your strength and wisdom, Luna,” he said with a smile, bowing his head in respect.Stephanie took the pendant with a smile, deeply moved. “Thank you, Albert. I’ll wear it proudly,” she replied, clasping the pendant close to her heart.Jane approached next, holding a delicate painting of a moonlit forest scene. “It’s a reminder of home,” Jane said softly. “Those times you felt lost, but now you have gotten all you deserve because you are a good person.”Stephanie’s eyes shone with gratitude as she took the gift.
The night before the Luna ceremony, Stephanie lay wide awake, staring at the ceiling, her thoughts swirling with anticipation and excitement. It was hard to believe the day was finally here. She was about to step fully into the role of Luna, something that had once seemed unimaginable. Though she had faced endless trials and tribulations, she had come full circle, returning to the place where she now felt a profound sense of belonging. In the early morning hours, she heard a gentle knock at her door. “Mom?” Caleb’s voice whispered through the door.Stephanie rose and opened the door to find Caleb standing there, looking every bit as anxious as she felt. He began to speak but kept stopping, clearly struggling to find the right words.“Mom, are you… excited?” he finally asked, his voice barely more than a whisper.Stephanie placed her hands on his shoulders. “More than you can imagine,” she replied softly. “I’m nervous too, just like you.” She squeezed his shoulders reassuringly. “But
Stephanie could feel the children’s excitement building as they made their way through the heart of the pack’s community toward Alicia's shop. Though she had initially considered using a human seamstress, she felt a sense of ease in choosing Alicia, a decision that felt more meaningful now. Alicia was not only an incredible seamstress but also a woman who deeply understood the werewolf world and its sacred ceremonies. Stephanie knew that Alicia’s designs would capture the spirit and traditions of the pack, honoring the connection to the Moon Goddess.When they arrived, Alicia’s shop was warm and inviting, filled with bolts of fabric in rich colors and textures that seemed to glow under the sunlight streaming through the windows. Stephanie took in the scene, feeling a surge of pride for her pack and their traditions.The door swung open, and Alicia looked up, her face breaking into a broad smile when she saw them. “Stephanie!” she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine delight. “And
As they settled down for breakfast, the atmosphere was light with laughter and the occasional clink of silverware. The events of the past few days felt distant, overshadowed by the warmth of family and the security of home. The children chattered excitedly about their favorite dishes, as Stephanie and Damien exchanged glances, each silently grateful for the peace they now had.Just then, Chris and Zita walked in, both of them beaming, a radiance about them that instantly caught Stephanie’s attention. “Hey! Look who’s finally joining us!” she called out with a welcoming grin."Couldn't resist the smell of breakfast, could you?" Damien added, chuckling as he pulled out chairs for them. Chris laughed, nodding his thanks as he and Zita took their seats at the table, the children greeting them with enthusiastic waves and giggles.“We thought we’d pop in to see everyone before the day fully got underway,” Chris said, giving a warm smile around the table. “But truthfully, Zita and I have som
Stephanie stirred, blinking sleepily as the trauma of the previous night’s ordeal washed over her. She glanced beside her to see Damien, Kayla, and Caleb, all nestled close together, their faces peaceful in sleep. The children had insisted on sleeping with them that night, clinging to the safety and warmth they found between them after the terrifying events they'd endured. Stephanie had found no reason to say no; in fact, their closeness had provided her with a rare sense of calm.Taking a deep breath, Stephanie gently placed her hand on Damien’s shoulder, whispering his name as she brushed back the strands of hair that had fallen across his face. "Damien," she murmured softly, her voice barely audible. He blinked awake, his gaze meeting hers, still clouded with sleep. Slowly, she woke the children too, brushing a soft kiss over each of their foreheads. Kayla’s eyes fluttered open first, followed by Caleb’s, both of them stretching and yawning.A heaviness lay on her heart, an ache t