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Denera “All hail the future Luna!" the crowd erupted, their voices ringing out in unison.At that moment, everything suddenly clicked into place in my mind. I finally understood the true nature of my reality and the true power that came with my position.Luck or not, the undeniable truth was that I was Rockan's mate. I was not someone to be feared, but rather, the people here respected and revered me. Love might be too strong a word, especially since they knew so little about me, but their deference was undeniable.I was no longer the frightened girl trying to avoid attention - I was the future Luna. However, as the full weight of this sudden realization hit me, a single, powerful thought took hold….I now had the complete ability to get back at those who made my life a living hell.Aunt Rosa, Uncle Austin, Freya, even that horrible Bruno who rejected and banished me without actually getting to know me. They were all under the command of Rockan, the same Rockan who just turned out
Denera"How the fuck did this happen?!" Rockan’s voice boomed, his lips twisted in a furious scowl as he strode towards me. The veins in his neck stood out, pulsing with barely contained rage.I flinched, my tired body still recovering from the earlier attack. The torn fabric of the attacker’s cloak felt heavy in my hand, a tangible reminder of the violence that had just happened to me.Rockan's eyes blazed with a mixture of rage and concern as he looked at me, his gaze lingering on the cut on my arm. "You were supposed to be safe within the castle walls!" he snapped. "I should never have allowed you to go out alone."I opened my mouth to apologize, to try and explain, but the words caught in my throat. Fear gripped me at the sight of his uncontrolled anger - I had never seen him this upset before."I'll make anyone involved pay with their lives for daring to attack you," Rockan growled, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. "This is an outrage! You are my fucking mate, who the
Denera The morning light filtering through my bedroom window slowly woke me from a restless sleep. As I stirred, the familiar sound of Rachel's gentle footsteps approached my bedside."Good morning, my lady," she said softly, giving me a warm smile. "It's time to start your day."I let out a small sigh, sitting up and running a hand through my tangled hair. "Good morning, Rachel." Despite the peaceful ambiance, I couldn't shake the lingering unease from the events of yesterday.Rachel seemed to sense my apprehension. "I trust you slept well?" she asked, her brow creased with concern."As well as can be expected," I replied, offering her a reassuring nod. I glanced towards the empty space beside me, the absence of Rockan's comforting presence not going unnoticed. "Has Rockan returned yet?"Rachel's expression turned somber. "No, he hasn’t, my lady. He chooses to stay in his official chambers for now."I felt a pang of disappointment, but I understood the necessity of his duty. "I see
Bruno“Bullshit!” I cussed out, pulling each drawer and opening each paper I came across. The documents I shuffled through were completely useless - they contained no meaningful facts or concrete evidence, which was intensely frustrating. I desperately needed real proof and information, but everything I came across was just pointless paperwork. The lack of substance was driving me mad, and I knew that I couldn't handle the situation any longer.More than anything, I ached to have Denera back in my life. I craved her familiar scent, the gentle smile on her face, and the deep connection of gazing into her eyes. She was all I could think about - I needed her presence, her touch, her very being. It was almost crushing to remember how much of an idiot I was. My stupid ego made me make the worst mistake of my life by rejecting her as my mate and forcing her to reject me also and to top it all, I sent her out of the pack too. I felt my heart sink when the thought of never seeing her agai
BrunoWe were both breathless, panting like our lives depended on it. Her legs were still wrapped tightly around my torso while I stood in front of her, resting my face on her shoulder as I tried to catch my breath. After what seemed like forever, our heavy breathing finally started to subside. It was a quick affair but it left us tired and almost weak. My neck stung like hell when the adrenaline finally started to wear off, she was clawing into my skin with her nails and although I didn’t protest back then, it almost felt like she drew blood. Complaining now would be futile so instead I drew myself away from her grasp as the consequences of my actions began to catch up to me. No, I didn’t regret whatever I did with her, however, I regretted sweeping the paperwork so carelessly in the heat of the moment because even if I asked a maid to clear it up, it would still not be arranged in the manner it was left. “Fuck,” I hissed out, staring down at the paper mess we created. I reall
Denera The library was really quiet like it usually is in a library. But this time, there was no one else there at all. It even felt a little bit dusty.I remember feeling amazed when I first came in here. There were so many books, it was like a dream come true. I even felt like the character Belle from the story Beauty and the Beast.But now, three hours have passed, and I've already read two books. The first one was about the history of the pack, but it got kind of boring, so now I'm reading a fanfiction story about werewolves and vampires that someone wrote.Even though the werewolf and vampire story has some things in it that aren't true, I didn’t mind because I could tell it was written by a human."Rachel," I said quietly, knowing that she was sitting behind me while I kept reading through all these papers."Yes, Lady Denera?" Rachel answered, speaking softly and calmly.I let my thoughts linger for a moment, wondering if I should ask about what was on my mind. After carefully
Chapter 28Denera“It’s just that there is something oddly familiar about her that I know. I could’ve sworn to have seen her somewhere.” I subconsciously said out loud.“Is that so?” Rachel questioned as we both stared earnestly at the portrait of the woman. “Yeah,” I muttered, picking on my nails as I tried harder and harder to pinpoint where I had seen this person or portrait from. The more I thought about it, the further away the realization was from me. Leaning in slightly, Rachel studied the portrait more intently. "Hmm, that is serious. As far as I know, this is the only existing portrait of the previous Luna. Perhaps you've come across some historical records or accounts that featured her likeness?" I shrugged, picking at my nails as I racked my brain trying to uncover the source of this nagging sense of familiarity. "I'm not sure. The more I try to think about it, the more confusing it seems to become."Placing a reassuring hand on my arm, Rachel offered a small, sympathet
DeneraI stared at my reflection in the mirror and I couldn't help the smile on my face."You look absolutely stunning," Rachel mused from behind me as two other maids helped in adjust my dress and hair into its proper position."Thanks to all of you," I breathed out heavily, finding it slightly difficult to hold back tears.The maid on my left paused for a moment, then leaned in with a conspiratorial whisper. "You know, we had to use an extra bolt of fabric to get this dress to fit your...generous figure." She punctuated the comment with a playful wink.Rachel burst out laughing, quickly covering her mouth to stifle the sound. "Hush, you!" she chided the maid, though her eyes were twinkling with mirth.I couldn't help but join in the laughter, the tension of the moment melting away. "Well, I suppose I should be grateful you didn't have to resort to sewing me into it!" I quipped, earning a round of giggles from the maids.The light-hearted exchange helped ease my nerves, and I felt th