Adriana’s Point of View "There is a hole in my soul that I feel cannot be filled, and because of his words, I am no longer Luna of this pack." As soon as Alpha Rikard had been taken into custody, I told everyone that I wanted to leave the pack. "Please don't go, Luna," said Tyler, with tears in his eyes. "I am no longer Luna, remember?" I reminded him sadly. Daemon's parents, Mitchell and Alana, didn't want me to go either. They kept trying to assure me that Daemon truly wouldn't want me to leave. They were adamant that he would take back his words once he woke from his comatose state. Once he did that, I would regain my position as Luna. They insisted that Daemon loved me, that his words were purely from the blood magic spell. Deep down, I felt a void in my heart that contradicted their words. I didn't know how to reconcile my feelings with this. "Please don't leave yet," said Calliope. My wolf agreed with them, of course, as she was sure our mate Daemon and his wolf, Theo, wo
Adriana’s Point of View I have now officially moved into my mother's old house. Her room was now my bedroom, while my own room had been transformed into a nursery for the twins. Maye, thankfully, had agreed to move in with me as a full-time nanny. She settled into the spare room. Everything had changed. As I walked through the rooms of my childhood home, I couldn't help but notice the transformation that had taken place. Tyler, who was becoming an annoying good friend, had insisted on purchasing new furniture to give the house a fresh start. The sight of the unfamiliar pieces reminded me of the countless memories that were etched within these walls. Once adorned with cosy, worn-out sofas and a well-loved coffee table, the living room now boasted sleek leather couches and a modern glass centrepiece. The changes were striking, and while they added a touch of sophistication, they also felt somewhat foreign. I couldn't help but feel a tinge of nostalgia for the old, comforting furniture
Adriana’s Point of View "So Tyler, why have you come to visit?" I asked him. "Well, the pack elders have requested a meeting with us. Perry and Delilah said they would be there too. In case there is any trouble." "Do they know that Daemon rejected me?" I asked, feeling deflated. "I think they know something," he answered, "but remember that Perry will be there as the official representative of the Council of Alphas. What he says goes. Also, Mitchell will be there as well. Neither Alana nor Mitchell accepted what Daemon did. As far as they are concerned, you are still Luna, and... you are still Queen. Tyler and I finished up our coffees, leaving the twins in Maye's capable hands. As we entered the Alpha's office, we were greeted by six older men, including Mitchell. I had met them before when Daemon introduced me to them before we had our combined mating and Luna ceremony. "Adriana, dear," said Mitchell, greeting me. I smiled gratefully, knowing I would have at least one of the e
Adriana’s Point of View After the meeting with the elders, I bid Tyler goodbye. We had agreed that he would look after the day-to-day responsibilities and only call me in for specific tasks that needed the Alpha. Unbeknownst to me, Daemon had set me up a while ago to be able to sign on his behalf. Later on today, the pack legal team would be coming through for me to sign the documents. Perry would be present as a witness. "So if the elders had refused for me to continue on as Luna and lead the pack, what would have happened?" I asked Tyler. "They would have been outvoted," he answered. "The Alpha's wishes outweigh everything." "But.." I started thinking back to his rejection. "But nothing," Tyler answered. "The Alpha was under blood magic and not able to make a sound decision. You are still Luna, regardless." Feeling somewhat better about my position and future in the pack, I went to the Medical Centre to sit by Daemon's bedside. "Morning, Luna," called the receptionist as I w
Adriana's Point of View Doctor Samuel and I waited anxiously at Daemon's bedside; our concern was definitely etched across Samuel's face and no doubt mine. We knew Perry and Delilah's arrival was vital, as Samuel had an idea to discuss with them. Although Daemon's blood showed that the wolf's bane had gone from his system, I was beginning to suspect that some other form of poison still lingered in his bloodstream. My mind raced, contemplating what idea Samuel had come up with. I wasn't going to ask any questions until Perry and Delilah arrived since I doubted that Samuel wanted to repeat explaining his ideas. Finally, Perry and Delilah arrived, their presence bringing me the much-needed explanation. Samuel wasted no time explaining his concerns about a lingering poison and his proposed solution. He feared that Daemon's blood remained tainted and wondered if a transfusion could combat whatever was still there. "What do his blood tests tell you?" asked Perry. "It tells me that the
Adriana's Point of View It had been a long and arduous week so far, and there had been no signs of improvement in Daemon's condition. I was exhausted. Every day I made time to visit the Medical Centre to spend at least an hour with Daemon. I preferred to spend more, but sometimes Luna and mother's duties made that problematic. I had wondered about bringing the twins here. Maybe hearing them would help. Next time I would. Doctor Samuel had been candid about the recovery process, cautioning that it could be a slow and unpredictable journey. Still, each passing day seemed to stretch endlessly, and the hope that had initially buoyed my spirits was now waning. With the thought of continuing life without my mate, I found myself spiralling down an emotional abyss, consumed by feelings of despair and uncertainty. The only thing that kept me going at the moment was spending time with the twins. They were a precious gift, a living testament to the love Daemon and I had once shared. Their in
Adriana’s Point of View After bringing the Royal Guard to the packhouse, Tyler organised their accommodations into small cottages nearby. While the guards were getting organised and having a meal, Perry discussed with Delilah how the blood oath would go ahead. Once the guards had eaten, Perry gathered them together to discuss the various administrative details. As they delved into the logistics of leadership and scheduling, I listened attentively, knowing that the safety of our packhouse relied on well-organised and efficient pack warriors; therefore, the safety of my children and myself relied on a well-organised and efficient Royal Guard. Although not part of the discussion, I listened intently. The discussions revolved around determining who would assume leadership roles and how the guards would be assigned to different shifts. Expectations and responsibilities were outlined for both the guards and myself, as I held the dual positions of Luna and Queen. It was a lot to take in a
Adriana’s Point of View The air was crisp, carrying a sense of purpose and anticipation as I walked the short journey to the pack house. It was a spectacular morning sky. The sun cast a warm glow upon the pack house grounds. My first duty of the day was to meet with Adam, Tyler and Perry. "Luna," "My Queen." "Morning, gentlemen," I greeted them, my voice steady and laced with confidence. "What do we have planned for today?" "First of all, I wish you would reconsider living in your mother's house," said Tyler. "I know you didn't want to stay here because of what happened with Daemon, but hear me out. It would be closer to the Royal Guard and the office; regardless, you are our Luna." I shook my head at Tyler, saying, " I am not ready for that yet." I wanted to cut off that conversation at the head. Until such time that Daemon was awake and able to confirm or deny his rejection, I would not be moving back to the packhouse. Adam stepped forward with his commanding presence, exud
Cole's Point of ViewFirst thing in the morning, we sought out Danielle's mother, Stephanie. "We found our mate last night, and she is friends with Danielle," said Marc."Congratulations," she answered. "Danielle stayed with her friends last night. Which one of her friends is your mate?""Her name is Lucienne," I gushed.Raising her left eyebrow, she warned, "You will have a strong Luna indeed. Be prepared for changes. She is not one to mince words, and there are some things that happen around here she will not like. She has a high moral compass."Good. I wasn't worried because things needed to change around here.After breakfast, as the warriors and many other pack members who were training with them gathered for a routine training session, I took the opportunity to address them. The non-warrior pack members would also include many females, although it wasn't compulsory for them to train, as it was for the men.The decision to integrate females into training had been our idea and had
Marc's Point of ViewAs I watched Lucienne stride out of the club, her every step brimming with authority, I felt like a force of nature had passed through. She was fierce, with a powerful presence that was impossible to ignore. The way she stood up to us, unyielding—that kind of strength was rare. And beneath it all, she was breathtaking, her beauty undeniable even as her words cut sharp.Cole stood beside me, his gaze fixed on the empty doorway Lucienne had just walked through. His jaw was tense as if he were trying to hold back the swell of emotion that had overtaken him. He swallowed, a flicker of something like awe passing over his features, and then he finally spoke, his voice low and almost reverent. "Our mate… she's incredible." He ran a hand over his face as if trying to piece together what he'd just witnessed. "I mean, I always imagined my mate would be strong, but Lucienne… she's beyond anything I could've pictured."He turned to me, his eyes searching mine as if hoping I'd
Lucienne's Point of ViewOur parents had finally arrived. They were staying on the same floor but in a different suite further down the hallway. No doubt, members of their entourage would be either in the same suite or next door.Cedric and I left Aaron with Danielle in case she woke up and wanted to know where we were. I could hear the soft rustle of her breathing, gentle and rhythmic, with an occasional deeper inhalation. Her heart resonated faintly, a steady thrum. Listening to someone sleeping was like tuning in to a delicate symphony of subtle noises. As we stepped into the suite, I could see it was set out and decorated like ours. The living area was spacious, featuring an oversized sectional couch adorned with plush pillows, perfectly arranged around a glass coffee table gleaming under a stylish chandelier's light. I could see my parents, Queen Adriana and King Daemon, seated together on one of the sofas, their regal presence commanding the room. My mother radiated grace, her
Lucienne's Point of View"Enough!" I bellowed. The room went silent as I let my Alpha aura ripple out, filling the space. The banshee's sneer disappeared, replaced by shock and fear as she and Eric fell to their knees under the weight of my command.My Alpha aura was so intense that it made my mother and father bow down under its weight. This was one of the reasons my brother offered me the crown. At a young age, I accepted that Cedric, as the firstborn, would be the Lycan King. I was happy with that. I might have been stronger and faster, but I loved him so much that I would protect him."I don't know who the fuck you think you are, but I don't. Tolerate. Bullies," I said coldly, my voice sharp and steady. "Don't you ever touch anyone I care about again!""Her name is Beatrice," Danielle said quietly. "She is the daughter of Luna Elizabeth."I don't give a fuck who she is," I answered. "As I said… I don't tolerate bullies, especially when they hurt someone who is like family to me an
Lucienne's Point of View"Everyone else knew," Eric said, admitting there was a problem in the pack that the twins knew nothing about.Evidently, their future roles as Alphas required more than physical strength or inherited titles—they demanded awareness, responsibility, and a willingness to confront uncomfortable truths. These future Alphas looked totally clueless, and if they were to lead properly, they needed to step up and quickly."Before we go any further, which one of you is Marc and which of you is Cole?" I asked, my eyes narrowing as I studied them closely. They were almost identical, but there were differences. I also realised they didn't know my name, so I introduced myself. I didn't mention any titles, just my first name.They shared the same towering height at over 200 centimetres, broad shoulders, and olive-toned skin that hinted at Mediterranean heritage. Their dark brown hair was styled similarly, yet subtle variations set them apart. Marc stood just a touch taller, t
Lucienne's Point of ViewArriving at the Howling Moon Pack should have been an uncomplicated affair. The plan was straightforward: we would gather at a shifter nightclub just on the edge of the pack's territory. It was our friend Danielle's eighteenth birthday—a momentous occasion to be celebrated with the companionship of cherished friends. Hopefully, she would find her mate, making it even better.After the celebrations, we were to cross into the pack lands alongside my parents. Once inside, I would be assessing the pack's warriors and their skills. I envisioned a couple of carefree days filled with camaraderie and laughter, reconnecting with friends amidst the rugged, blue-tinged mountains that cradled the pack.However, experience had taught me that simplicity was often an illusion in our world, and as I would soon discover, the weekend held surprises that could shift everything in ways I hadn't anticipated.There was also Mason, son of Beta-Prince Tyler and Princess Avril, and Ka
Lucienne's Point of ViewI stood at the edge of the training grounds, my gaze riveted to the towering figures locked in intense sparring at the heart of the clearing. The air was thick with the sounds of grunting and the sharp thud of bodies colliding, each strike resonating with a raw energy that sent a thrill through me.As the sun dipped lower on the horizon, the long shadows of the combatants stretched dramatically across the parched earth, their silhouettes stretching and twisting like dark, animated shapes in the fading light. The fiery hues of dusk bathed the scene in a warm, golden glow, casting a magical atmosphere that ignited a fierce determination within me.I felt a surge of emotions rising to the surface—an unexpected mix of admiration, longing, and an aching desire to join their ranks and push beyond my limits. Each movement they made displayed skill and a testament to the relentless quest for strength and mastery that stirred something deep within my soul.I'd spent ye
Happy New Year everyone!I am starting to post Book 4. I am partway through the book and hoping to finish it before I go back to work at the end of January.I hope you enjoy the story of Princess Lucienne, a strong female character who finds love with two men who are confident within themselves and want to raise her up, not pull her down.
I hope you enjoyed that short story. It was rather important because it was the beginning of the Supernatural Council, which is mentioned in Book 4.Book 4: The Gamma and her two Alphas follow Princess Lucienne and is set just over 18 years into the future. Lucienne is not entirely happy being a princess and certainly is not all ladylike like her mother, Queen Adriana, wishes she was. In fact, she can be a bit of a rebel at times and pulls no punches if you piss her off. Book 4 has been started and will be posted starting January 2025.Check out my I*******m page (nikoradepressedpoet) for pictures of the latest covers. Each book will be available in paperback. I am rewriting parts of Book 1. The covers for books 4 and 5 are already designed.