Lucas -
I couldn't help but feel pleased with Kiana's progress after that night. Although Kiana had expressed her concerns about moving too fast, I refrained from joining her in the bedroom again. I decided to sleep on the couch until she indicated otherwise.
The couch wasn't comfortable, and as I rose early, I took a shower and brewed some coffee. Sitting down in my office, I reviewed the extensive list of items everyone needed from town that day.
"Good morning," I greeted James as he walked in.
"So, how are things with Kiana?" James's voice sounded oddly excited.
"None of your business," I replied, injecting a playful tone.
"Come on! We want details. She seems like a strong woman. She will make a great Luna. Did you mark her?"
"I'm starting to understand why she thinks I'm moving too fast. No more spreadin
Dion -Reluctantly, I stepped out of the sleek, black car, and my eyes scanned the vibrant neon lights adorning the entrance of the pulsating club. Alessia followed suit. She had insisted on a night out like the old times. I had no idea why I had agreed to her demands.The noise level inside the club was crazy, with people dancing and laughing and the music pounding. The smells of booze and sweat mixed, making an offensive smell that annoyed my already sensitive feelings. I agreed to go with Alessia, but I really didn't want to. For me, the bars were no longer appealing; instead, they left me with an ache that wouldn't go away.As we found a dimly lit corner to settle into, Alessia ordered a couple of drinks. I leant back, trying to blend into the background, my attention fixed on the swirling lights above. My mind, however, was a tempest of conflicting thoughts.Alessia, sensing my detachment, nudged me gently. "Loosen up, Dion. We're here to have fun, remember?"I forced a smile as
Kiana - The constant beat of the club filled my senses, and the bright lights gave the writhing mass of people an alien glow. As I stumbled through the crowd, I was hazy with colours and memories that were all over the place.Lucas's frown deepened as he observed the erratic nature of my movements, recognising the telltale signs of my wolf taking control."Lucas!" I slurred. "Take me home. Please."Lucas, sensing the urgency in my plea, approached with a determined expression. "Sure thing, Kiana. Let's get you out of here."Without waiting for further explanation, Lucas wrapped a steady arm around me, guiding me away from the chaotic dance floor. The thumping music faded as we navigated through the crowd, the cool night air offering a brief respite from the intensity inside. The mingling scents of the city night overwhelmed my senses in the alley behind the club. I leant into Lucas, my grip on him tightening as my wolf struggled against the haze of intoxication."Lucas," I whispered,
Dion -I gripped the steering wheel with a ferocious intensity that made my knuckles white. Anger seethed beneath the surface, a potent mix of frustration and resentment. Kiana was there, but she had slipped through my fingers once again.Alessia's incessant crying from the passenger seat only served to stoke the flames of my rage. Each wail felt like a dagger piercing through my already thin patience."For the love of Luna, Alessia, can you please just shut up?" I snapped, my voice laced with irritation.A trembling whimper temporarily replaced her crying. "I'm sorry," she stammered, fear evident in her voice. "I just... I just wanted to give you a good time.""A good time?" I scoffed incredulously. "I never asked for a 'good time'. Just do your duties and stay out of my life."Alessia recoiled at my harsh words, tears welling up in her eyes once more. "But... our mums were best friends," she pleaded, desperation colouring her voice. "You should take better care of me, Dion. You owe
Kiana -Mr. Thomson stood in the centre of the room, his gaze shifting between me and the new arrival with a furrowed brow. It was hard not to feel the strain in the air; it was as if the air itself was holding its breath, ready for the eventual clash."Do you know him, Kiana?" Mr. Thomson's voice cut through the silence like a knife.My gaze flickered briefly towards Mr. Thomson before settling on Dion."Yes," I replied quietly, my voice barely above a whisper. "I do."Without waiting for further prompting, I turned on my heel, gesturing for Dion to follow me. He fell into a step besides me, his posture tense as we made our way outside into the cool night air.Once we were a safe distance from prying ears, I turned to face Dion, arms folded tightly across my chest. "Why are you here?" I demanded, my voice laced with a hint of defiance.Dion's eyes narrowed, his gaze locked on mine. "And why did you leave?" he shot back, his tone sharp with accusation.I bristled at his words, a flash
I am Kiana Hunter, Luna of the Storm Pack. Everyone thinks I am the luckiest woman in the world because I am mated to the future Alpha, Dion Hunter. My position carries dignity, privilege, and respect that anyone would envy. However, it also includes secrets, sacrifices, and an impending deadline that would change everything in my life.The Storm Pack had been thriving for generations, guided by strong alphas and wise Lunas. The Alphas made sure to always mate with their fated mates. There are legends about how the previous alphas searched the entire world to find their destined mates, ensuring a strong bloodline and unity within the pack. That was the tradition—an unbroken bond between two souls, unifying them as partners and guardians of the pack.I was abandoned as a newborn and discovered on the outskirts of the forest by Storm Pack members. They had adopted me as one of their own and raised me as if I had been born among them. I had no recollection of the family who had abandone
The Omegas fussed around us as we sat down at the dinner table, and I couldn't help but steal glances at Dion. I had known him for years, but it never failed to amaze me how handsome he was. His chiselled features and piercing blue eyes seemed to captivate everyone in the room. I sipped some more wine to calm my fluttering heart. During the meal, Dion put down his fork and looked at me earnestly. "Kiana, thank you for managing the pack so well. Your strength and leadership have been a true blessing to us."I blushed, my fingers picking nervously at the edge of her napkin beneath the table. "Thank you, Dion. It's an honour to serve the pack."I had been rehearsing this moment in my mind for months, and now it was here. I picked at my napkin. While I contemplated how to confess, Dion continued drinking. His eyes never left mine."Dion, I think you have had enough," I said. He chuckled softly; his voice laced with amusement."Don't worry about me. I can handle a few more drinks." A
Kiana - As the first rays of dawn crept through the curtains, I awoke, my mind still heavy with the events of the previous night. The absence of Dion from the bed next to me sent a jolt of realisation through my body, and I sat up. Last night wasn't supposed to happen; he had called Alessia's name. My heart sank as I replayed the scene in my mind, feeling a deep sense of regret and betrayal. How could I have let myself get caught up in a moment that wasn't meant for me? I got out of bed and dressed up quickly. I had duties to attend to, and I couldn't let my personal feelings interfere with my responsibilities.I was in the library reading stories to the preschool kids. The children hung on to every syllable, their eyes wide with wonder and their smiles stretching from ear to ear. As I watched their innocent faces light up with joy, I couldn't help but feel a glimmer of happiness amidst my inner turmoil.A burst of breeze brought a familiar scent of pine and musk. He was here.I cou
It had been two years since we had seen each other."How have you been, Kiana?" Alessia asked, hugging me.Given our complicated history, I had expected a more distant reception. In a daze, I somehow mustered a polite reply: "I've been well, Alessia. Thanks for asking. It's great to see you again."My attention drifted towards Dion. Probably eyes gave away my true feelings as they locked onto Dion, filled with a cold, lingering stare. The unspoken history between Dion and Alessia cast a shadow over my mood. "I missed you so much, Kiana." Alessia beamed. "You look beautiful. Is that gown from Dolce and Gabbana?I gave an empty smile. "Thank you, Alessia; where have you been all this time?" I tried to redirect the conversation away from my appearance."Oh, I was travelling here and there, trying to discover myself." Alessia's response only heightened the tension in the room, as it reminded me of the distance that had grown between Dion and me. He was still quietly staring at Alessia. I
Kiana -Mr. Thomson stood in the centre of the room, his gaze shifting between me and the new arrival with a furrowed brow. It was hard not to feel the strain in the air; it was as if the air itself was holding its breath, ready for the eventual clash."Do you know him, Kiana?" Mr. Thomson's voice cut through the silence like a knife.My gaze flickered briefly towards Mr. Thomson before settling on Dion."Yes," I replied quietly, my voice barely above a whisper. "I do."Without waiting for further prompting, I turned on my heel, gesturing for Dion to follow me. He fell into a step besides me, his posture tense as we made our way outside into the cool night air.Once we were a safe distance from prying ears, I turned to face Dion, arms folded tightly across my chest. "Why are you here?" I demanded, my voice laced with a hint of defiance.Dion's eyes narrowed, his gaze locked on mine. "And why did you leave?" he shot back, his tone sharp with accusation.I bristled at his words, a flash
Dion -I gripped the steering wheel with a ferocious intensity that made my knuckles white. Anger seethed beneath the surface, a potent mix of frustration and resentment. Kiana was there, but she had slipped through my fingers once again.Alessia's incessant crying from the passenger seat only served to stoke the flames of my rage. Each wail felt like a dagger piercing through my already thin patience."For the love of Luna, Alessia, can you please just shut up?" I snapped, my voice laced with irritation.A trembling whimper temporarily replaced her crying. "I'm sorry," she stammered, fear evident in her voice. "I just... I just wanted to give you a good time.""A good time?" I scoffed incredulously. "I never asked for a 'good time'. Just do your duties and stay out of my life."Alessia recoiled at my harsh words, tears welling up in her eyes once more. "But... our mums were best friends," she pleaded, desperation colouring her voice. "You should take better care of me, Dion. You owe
Kiana - The constant beat of the club filled my senses, and the bright lights gave the writhing mass of people an alien glow. As I stumbled through the crowd, I was hazy with colours and memories that were all over the place.Lucas's frown deepened as he observed the erratic nature of my movements, recognising the telltale signs of my wolf taking control."Lucas!" I slurred. "Take me home. Please."Lucas, sensing the urgency in my plea, approached with a determined expression. "Sure thing, Kiana. Let's get you out of here."Without waiting for further explanation, Lucas wrapped a steady arm around me, guiding me away from the chaotic dance floor. The thumping music faded as we navigated through the crowd, the cool night air offering a brief respite from the intensity inside. The mingling scents of the city night overwhelmed my senses in the alley behind the club. I leant into Lucas, my grip on him tightening as my wolf struggled against the haze of intoxication."Lucas," I whispered,
Dion -Reluctantly, I stepped out of the sleek, black car, and my eyes scanned the vibrant neon lights adorning the entrance of the pulsating club. Alessia followed suit. She had insisted on a night out like the old times. I had no idea why I had agreed to her demands.The noise level inside the club was crazy, with people dancing and laughing and the music pounding. The smells of booze and sweat mixed, making an offensive smell that annoyed my already sensitive feelings. I agreed to go with Alessia, but I really didn't want to. For me, the bars were no longer appealing; instead, they left me with an ache that wouldn't go away.As we found a dimly lit corner to settle into, Alessia ordered a couple of drinks. I leant back, trying to blend into the background, my attention fixed on the swirling lights above. My mind, however, was a tempest of conflicting thoughts.Alessia, sensing my detachment, nudged me gently. "Loosen up, Dion. We're here to have fun, remember?"I forced a smile as
Lucas -I couldn't help but feel pleased with Kiana's progress after that night. Although Kiana had expressed her concerns about moving too fast, I refrained from joining her in the bedroom again. I decided to sleep on the couch until she indicated otherwise.The couch wasn't comfortable, and as I rose early, I took a shower and brewed some coffee. Sitting down in my office, I reviewed the extensive list of items everyone needed from town that day."Good morning," I greeted James as he walked in."So, how are things with Kiana?" James's voice sounded oddly excited."None of your business," I replied, injecting a playful tone."Come on! We want details. She seems like a strong woman. She will make a great Luna. Did you mark her?""I'm starting to understand why she thinks I'm moving too fast. No more spreadin
Kiana -"That's awful." I reached out and grabbed Lucas's hand. "What happened next?""I forbade her from returning or ever coming back to my pack again. Life didn't have the same flare as it once did. I couldn't have any free time, or I would start thinking about her and have this black pit form in my heart, so I did the unthinkable. Started working really hard.""What happened to her?""Well, her boyfriend, or lover, was a pack warrior. He was punished by his alpha for having an illicit affair with Luna. Both of them were thrown out of their pack.""So they became rogues ?" I asked."Yeah," they became rogues and were forced to fend for themselves in the wilderness. She tried to contact me a few times over the first few months. I didn't open her
Alessia sat at her vanity, her reflection distorted in the mirror as she angrily brushed her long hair. The room was filled with the scent of a special perfume she had acquired from the oracle, a fragrance meant to bring forth the blessings of fertility."Damm it, why am I not getting pregnant?" she muttered angrily, her hands gripping the brush tightly. She sighed, staring at herself in the mirror.Although Dion had warmed up to her, their intimacy remained a rare occurrence. He was always busy with the pack. He returned home late, often drunk, and his thoughts seemed haunted by Kiana.Alessia felt her patience waning with each passing day.The door creaked open, and Dion staggered into their room, his steps unsteady and his movements sluggish—a familiar sight for Alessia. She took a deep breath, swallowing her frustration, and immediately pasted a smile on her face as she approached him."Hey, Dion," she greeted, her voice a delicate mix of concern and forced cheerfulness. "How was
Kiana - "Your mate?" I asked. He nodded solemnly, his eyes filled with regret. Lucas took a deep breath, his eyes reflecting a blend of vulnerability and determination. "Kiana, I need you to know my past," Lucas began, his voice steady. Flashback: A Mating Ball Lucas - The mating ball dazzled with bright colours, a vibrant display that brought werewolves together in search of their destined mates. As I navigated the bustling crowd, my eyes scanned for someone to share my life with and complete the intricate puzzle of my destiny. And then, there she was—standing in the corner with a shy smile gracing her face. Our eyes met, and in that singular moment, I knew she was the one I had been searching for. Lisa, was beta from Dark moon pack, her eyes sparkling with intelligence and kindness. A warmth radiated from her that drew me in, and as our gazes locked, the mating bond ignited, a force that bound us together for eternity. "Hi, I'm Lucas." I introduced myself to the beauty stan
Kiana - Getting cleaned up felt like an eternal task. Just when I thought I had wiped away all traces of the previous night, another dried spot emerged, stubborn and inconspicuous. My hair, a tangled mess, proved to be a nightmare to brush and clean. What I was doing felt unfair. Lucas was awaiting the arrival of a mate who deserved to be the one to initiate sexual activity with him. Guilt gnawed at me; I was just like Alessia, snatching another man away from his mate, even if he had not found her. I couldn't bring myself to ruin someone else's chance at finding a soulmate. Besides, I had lied to him about my identity.We had no future. Eventually, Lucas would find his mate, and I would be left alone. Life, it seemed, was inherently unjust. After getting dressed, I returned to my room, and the tantalising aroma of bacon filled the air.