Denera"Oh, my dear Denera! Look at this exquisite hand-stitched cradle!" Granny Yeneva exclaimed, her voice practically vibrating with excitement as she held aloft a tiny, intricately carved cradle. "It's made from the finest oak, imported from the heartwood of the Whispering Woods. Such craftsmanship! It's perfect for a little prince or princess."I smiled politely, trying to suppress a yawn. The sheer volume of baby-related gifts was starting to feel overwhelming. It wasn't that I didn't appreciate the thoughtfulness, but the endless stream of tiny clothes, rattles, and bassinets was beginning to feel a bit repetitive."It's beautiful, Granny Yeneva," I said, trying to sound enthusiastic. "I'm sure it will be well-loved."Granny Yeneva beamed, her eyes sparkling with delight. "Oh, I have no doubt about that, my dear. You and Rockan will make the most wonderful parents."I glanced at Rockan, who was seated beside me on the plush velvet cushions, his expression unreadable. He had bee
Denera “We finally found a teacher who could teach you about your powers.”Excitedly, I stood at the entrance gates of the castle, wondering who the teacher was. I was so carried away with the Luna ceremony that I had almost forgotten about the side of me that healed people with a touch. "Who is it?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper, as I paced back and forth, my gaze fixed on the imposing castle gates. "Tell me, Rockan, who is this teacher?"Rockan chuckled, his amusement tinged with a hint of exasperation. "Relax, Denera," he said, his voice laced with a warmth that always calmed my nerves. "You're practically vibrating with excitement."He reached out, his hand gently cupping my cheek, his thumb tracing the soft curve of my jawline. "I know you're eager to learn, but there's no need to rush. We'll have plenty of time for you to explore your abilities."His touch, so familiar, so comforting, did little to quell the storm of emotions swirling within me. My mind raced, conjuring i
Denera"Good morning Luna," a maid walked up to me with a smile and a curt bow. The whole idea of calling me by a title I didn't work for was still very unsettling to me, but I decided against cutting her off. "Oh good morning," I replied, mirroring her smile."You haven't had breakfast all morning and it's almost noon," her eyes were turned to her feet as she spoke to me, making it more unsettling that they think so highly of me. I was once a maid too, and the deference they showed me still felt unnatural."Oh, I got too distracted by the gift opening," I laughed nervously, trying to brush off the awkwardness. Before making a decision on whether to stay where I was or to leave with the maid and finally eat, I looked over at Adrianna, who stood quietly as she picked some flowers. Rockan had left me with her outside a few minutes ago, and I couldn't really bring myself to have a proper conversation with her. There was still an air of uncertainty and unfamiliarity between us.Then my
Denera I walked into the room that was now meant to be a classroom where I learned about my healing powers. Hours had passed since the commotion Tyris and Rockan caused, and the sun was already setting, casting a warm glow over the space.The place almost looked like a laboratory, which was surprising to me, as I had assumed the teachings would be mostly theoretical. Rows of shelves lined the walls, filled with various vials, jars, and other equipment that I couldn't quite identify.Adrianna's heels clicked on the tiled floors as she strolled around me. "Today is an introduction to who and what you are," she announced, her voice smooth and authoritative.Her hair flowed down her back gracefully, and her tight leather pants fitted her body well. She had taken her jacket off and was left with just a sleeveless top, revealing toned arms. Her familiar scent made me remember when I first met her at the meeting Rockan had taken me to. I had to admit that she had a striking and captivating
Denera It didn’t take long for the day to finally come to an end. Rachel just left for the day. The events of the day had been very busy, and as I sat in front of the mirror, staring at my own reflection, the weight of it all began to sink in. It was almost like a dream come true to think how much my life had changed in such a short time.Not long ago, I was trapped in a nightmare of my own - a victim of my uncle and aunt's cruelty, subjected to their twisted ideas of slavery and punishment. They saw me as nothing more than something they could get rid of by selling me off to a pack and a mysterious leader they were sure would end my life.But fate had other plans. When Freya, my cousin who had also hurt me, saw that I was now the Luna of the most powerful pack, the look of shock and disbelief on her face was very satisfying. I couldn't help but wonder how her parents must have felt, knowing that the child they had so carelessly cast aside had risen to a position of power and respe
RockanI undressed her slowly, savouring each moment as I peeled away her clothes. My eyes drank in every inch of her exposed skin, lingering on the curves of her body, the rise and fall of her chest as her breath quickened with anticipation. I started by trailing soft, lingering kisses along her neck, feeling her pulse throb beneath my lips. I move to her collarbone, biting gently, just enough to make her shiver.“You have a really beautiful body,” I whispered to her and I enjoyed watching her shiver. As my hands explored her body, I made sure to take my time, caressing the soft curve of her hips, and the smooth skin of her stomach. I unhook her bra, feeling the weight of her breasts fall in my hands, teasing her nipples with the pads of my thumbs until they harden under my touch. I want to hear the gasp that escapes her lips, feel her body arch toward me, begging for more.“You make me feel beautiful,” her voice was shaky but she managed to speak up. I kissed my way down her sto
Denera….“Denera…”I found myself back in that damned forest, the twisted trees and shadows closing in around me. "Denera..." The voice sent a chill down my spine, a familiar yet deeply unsettling tone that filled me with fear.I whipped my head around, searching for the source, but the thick foliage obscured any sign of another presence. My heart raced as I realized I was trapped in this nightmarish place once again. But this time, I was not the scared little girl I once was - my body had transformed, shifting into Sevyn’s wolf form. Still, the gut-wrenching dread crept up my spine, the instinct to flee overwhelming my senses."Run, Denera!" the voice commanded, and without hesitation, I took off, my paws pounding against the forest floor, snapping twigs and kicking up leaves in my desperate sprint. My muscles strained as I pushed myself to run faster, deeper into the woods, away from the unseen threat."Help!" I cried out, my wolfish howl echoing through the trees. I needed her p
Denera It was all happening too fast. As I peered out from the shadows of the corridor, observing the bustling activity in the grand hall, a sense of both amusement and anxiety washed over me. The guests, all dressed in their finest attire, mingled about, their laughter and chatter filling the air with tangible energy. It was clear that they were eagerly awaiting my arrival – the guest of honour whose birthday they had gathered to celebrate.Me…“Us,” Sevyn argued in my head. “It is our birthday, remember?”I rolled my eyes, knowing that she was as happy as I was at the moment. A part of me wanted to believe it was a dream or even a prank. Another part of my new life that was too good to be true. Maybe I was going to get out there and the whole room filled with werewolves would burst into laughter upon my arrival. Having my birthday celebrated and acknowledged by others was just too good to be true. And despite the festive atmosphere, I found myself rooted to the spot, unable to