Stephanie made her way to Alpha Damien’s office, her mind still buzzing from the excitement and exhaustion of the past few days. As soon as she knocked, his voice called her in, sounding more relaxed than usual. When she entered, he was sitting at his desk, shuffling through some papers but glanced up with a raised brow.“I wanted to let you know that everything is in place for the children during the festival,” Stephanie said, standing a bit stiffly near the door. “The hall is ready, and we’ve got activities planned for the entire day.”Alpha Damien leaned back in his chair, a small smile tugging at his lips. “I’ve heard nothing but praise,” he said. “The mothers, the staff—they’ve all said you’ve outdone yourself, Stephanie. Seems like the kids are in for a great time.”A soft flush of pride warmed Stephanie’s cheeks. “Thank you,” she replied, genuinely pleased with the feedback. She hesitated, unsure if there was anything more to say, before nodding and turning toward the door.Al
Towards evening, the entire pack gathered for the much-anticipated feast. The mouthwatering scent of roasting meat filled the air as the animals hunted during the night were now hoisted on rails, turning slowly over crackling flames.A long table, stretching nearly the length of the field, was laden with an impressive spread of food and drink. Everything from tender cuts of meat to fresh-baked bread, salads, Rice, lentils and desserts was laid out, tempting even the most disciplined among them.The field buzzed with pack members who chatted together as they waited for Alpha Damien to address them.When he finally arrived and took the stage, the crowd quieted, all eyes turning toward their leader. He stood tall and confident, his presence commanding respect and attention.“Thank you all for being here,” he began, his carried easily across the field. “Today, we come together not just to feast, but to celebrate our unity, our strength, and the bonds that make us a pack.”A murmur of agr
When Alpha Damien received the report that some mothers had complaints and wanted to see him, he couldn't help but sigh. He had been foolish to think that things might finally settle into peace. "Perhaps I jinxed myself by celebrating too early," he mused, bracing himself for whatever drama was about to unfold.When Zoey entered his office, flanked by two women he recognized as Ursula and Karen, Damien didn’t bother to mask his irritation. He could read the tension in their faces and knew immediately that trouble was brewing. He didn’t even bother to ask them to sit down."What do you want?" he asked, his voice cool and clipped. "Why are you here?"Zoey took the lead, her expression smug as she spoke. "It’s about the children’s fun fair that just took place," she said, her tone dripping with false concern.Damien’s gut tightened, alarm bells ringing in his head. He didn’t want any trouble for Stephanie, especially after how well the event had gone. "What about it?" he asked, trying to
Zita's heart ached as she reminisced about the moon festival she once enjoyed with Chris. They had shared so many intimate moments during the hunts, sneaking away for stolen kisses and making love beneath the stars. But that was before everything fell apart—before Chris had cheated, and she had distanced herself, refusing to join the hunts anymore. Now, things were different. Chris was in a coma, and despite everything, she had forgiven him. She realized how much she still loved him, how close she had come to losing him, and how meaningless her anger seemed now.Instead of joining the hunt this year, Zita stayed behind with Stephanie, helping with the children and enjoying the festivities. She participated in the feast afterward, finding peace in the lively conversation and the genuine concern people showed for Chris. Many had come to her to ask how he was doing and she had felt the love they had for their beta.When Damien asked the pack to pray for Chris, it touched her deeply. She
Chris woke up in the middle of the night, his mind disoriented. For a moment, he could not remember where he was or what had happened.He started to panic until he saw Zita asleep on the couch, her body curled up as she slept. The sight of her calmed him down, and as his mind started to clear slightly, he tried to piece together his fragmented memories. It was like grasping at smoke every time he thought he had something, it slipped away. Frustrated, he stopped trying, not wanting to push too hard and exhaust himself further. Instead, he focused on the immediate discomfort in his body, he needed to relieve himself.As soon as he tried to stand, a wave of dizziness hit him hard, making the room spin. He reached out instinctively, grabbing the edge of the bed to steady himself. The sound of his hand hitting the bed frame was loud enough to wake Zita. She stood up and rushed to his side.“Chris, what are you doing?” she asked, her voice filled with concern as she gently steadied him.“I…
Alpha Damien stood in his office, his eyes scanning the large map of the pack's territory on the wall. He had been contemplating this for a while, the need to get a clear and organized understanding of who was living under his protection. He finally made up his mind and called for his gamma.When Gamma Rick entered, Damien wasted no time. "I need you to conduct a census," Damien said, his tone firm.The gamma raised an eyebrow, clearly curious. "A census, Alpha?""Yes," Damien continued. "I want a complete record of every member of the pack. I want the males, both werewolf and human, listed separately. The same goes for the females and children. I need to know where each of them resides, and I want the werewolves and humans clearly differentiated."The gamma hesitated, then asked, "Is there a reason for this, Alpha? Something we should be aware of?"Damien leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. "It's not a matter of concern, but it's a precaution. I want to know exactly who is i
As the evening began to wear on. Stephanie sat beside Damien, her eyes fixed on the water, but her thoughts were far away, drifting back to the darkest chapters of her life. The silence between them was comforting.Without turning to look at him, she began to speak, her voice low and filled with emotion. “So much happened after I left.”Damien remained silent, sensing that this was a moment he needed to let unfold at its own pace. He turned slightly toward her, his full attention on her words, his heart already aching for the pain he could hear in her voice.“When I was forced into the omega pack,” Stephanie started, her voice steady and surprisingly there was no bitterness, “I was treated like nothing, less than nothing. They made me do the most laborious, degrading tasks—things that no human or werewolf should ever have to endure. I was a slave, not just in body, but in spirit.”Damien’s heart clenched at her words. He had known she suffered, but hearing it like this, so raw and re
They walked side by side back to the pack’s grounds. The tension that had once defined their interactions seemed to have faded, replaced by a sense of ease and understanding. Their conversation flowed naturally as if they were old friends rediscovering a connection they had almost lost.“I used to think the creek was just a place to escape,” Stephanie said, her voice soft. “But now, I see it’s more than that. It’s a place to find peace.”Damien nodded, his gaze focused on the path ahead. “It’s always been a place where I can think clearly. It’s good to see you’ve found some peace there too.”Stephanie smiled, feeling a warmth in her chest that she hadn’t felt in a long time. “Thank you, Damien. For everything. For listening.”Damien glanced at her, a small smile playing on his lips. “I should be the one thanking you, Stephanie. You’ve been through so much, mostly caused by me and yet you’re still standing. I admire that and thank you for forgiveness.”Stephanie smiled but said nothing
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