Valeria POVI walked into the empty pack house drenched in blood. Adrain really prepared for us; just when we thought that was all the men, more came in carrying weapons. No one was losing or winning, but we made our way through the border and killed lots of their warriors. Now I am in the pack house with Julius, which is so empty, but I can smell them and also hear them; they are all hiding in their rooms. This pack doesn’t have an emergency bunker? That is very bad.“Where could he be?” I asked myself as we walked to his study. He wasn’t there, and he was smart enough to drench the entire room in cologne; I can’t get his scent.“Follow me,” I said, running to the third floor. Coming here gave me good and bad memories—the loneliness I felt and the happiness I felt having my mate close to me. We checked all the rooms, and we couldn’t find Adrain.“I don’t think he is in the pack house,” Julius said.“Yes, you are right. Let’s go,” I said, and we walked down to the pack house. We got o
Valeria POVEverything was calm and still as I looked around confused. Ruby sat on the floor, her head bowed flat, and I am just noticing everybody here has their heads bowed except Dmitri, Damien, and me. Which means he is right; the moon goddess is truly here.“There she is,” Dmitri said, and I looked up. At first, all I was seeing was a white satin cloth. I couldn’t put a face to it, but I could see the shape of her body from the curves of the gown. She was descending from the dark sky; she felt ethereal, her presence calming. And as she got closer to the ground, I could finally put a face. I never expected what the goddess would look like. There are no words to describe her, but she looks like any other wolf with her black straight hair reaching her by the waist. She put on a white satin gown, which is long enough to her feet. Her beautiful skin is so milky that it glows in the dark. She looked around, her ocean blue eyes absorbing her environment. She might be like any other wol
Valeria POVThe loud sound of a pup crying rang out in the hospital ward, and I fell to the bed, weak. I looked at the nurses as they carried my pup, wrapping him up with a white blanket.“It’s a boy, Luna,” they said, their eyes shining with nothing but happiness.“Bring him,” I said, my voice hoarse as I sat up weakly. They brought him to me, putting him in my hands. He immediately stopped crying the moment he was in my arms; he squirmed around in my arms, making sounds that were melting my icy heart.“Leave,” I said. They bowed their heads, walking away. I looked at the little boy in my arms, and my heart was only beating in happiness I hadn’t felt in months.“He looks so much like him,” Sofia said. She was right; he looks so much like Damien; I have never seen a pup look so much like their parents as a newborn. You might be wondering what happened after that tragic night. Well, as the moon goddess said, I woke up the next day, and I was in the Midnight Pack hospital, passed out on
Valeria POV“When will they be arriving?” I asked, staring at Collin.“They are on their way, Luna,” he said, and I nodded my head, looking at the papers.“Is there anything else you need?” he asked. I shook my head no, and he bowed his head, leaving. I continued with my paperwork, checking the names of the pack arriving. Houses are provided for them; they will be able to settle in this month. The door burst open, and I looked up, breathing out.“How many times do I tell you both not to barge in when I’m working?” I asked, staring at the brown and blue-eyed boys. They smile sheepishly, walking in like they own the room.“What are you doing, mom?” Egan asked me, finding his way to my laps, and Daus did the same thing, and I sighed, carrying the both of them up. They are not little pups anymore, but just loved to be carried. “What is this?” Daus asked, looking at the papers.“It’s adult work, little pups like you can’t understand,” I said. They continued looking at it, and I sighed, wo
Valeria POVIt was the next day, and Collin and I were inside the study together.“Has he replied?” I asked, growing anxious.“No,” he replied, and I sighed. I really need him to reply to me. I have lots of questions to ask about what transpired between the goddess and Lux. Collin looked at me like he had something to say, but chose to keep quiet. That’s how our relationship has been—strictly work and nothing else. He is still the beta, and I allowed him to live because I needed someone from this pack to give me information. I didn’t want any close relationship with Adrain or anything that would make me go to him, so Collin was the right person. Over the years, I have noticed changes in him, and he is truly hard-working. I saw a new side of him. I didn’t appreciate what he did back then, but I have learnt to forget about it and see the good side of him.“Speak,” I said. He looked at me, biting his lips nervously.“I just wanted to say you should relax, Luna; if he doesn’t respond, you
Damien POVI sat down in my study, mindlessly going through the papers on my table. I don’t know what is going on in my mind, but I know I am not concentrating on this paper. It’s been my usual habit to often pace off, staring at the walls mindlessly or just sitting around with my eyes closed. It all started after she left. She is a topic everyone avoids bringing to me; what is she doing? What is she up to? Is she Luna now? Does she and that bastard have pups together? I have no single clue. I sometimes wonder what goes on with her or the pack after that unfortunate night. I didn’t chase after Adrain after that night; my longing for war has long since reduced; I just don’t have any more purpose to do that. My phone rang, and I looked at the unknown number calling. I breathe out, deciding not to pick simply because I am not in the mood too. The phone rang again, and I wondered why this person was calling; this is my private number; not many people know it. The phone rang for the third
Damien POVI roam around the living room, biting my lips anxiously. We are in the night around 8, and Dante has informed me of her arrival. He didn’t give me any details except she came alone with the warrior driving the car, and I was even more anxious. She is not coming here to say hi after four years, right? “What is wrong with you, Damien?” Darcy asked, carrying her pup, Sean. He is 2 years old, and he is just like his dad. Personality-wise and looks. I sometimes see both of them together and wonder how me and my son would have looked together. Would he look like me? Would he look like her? Whose personality would he have? Would he be naughty and stubborn? I always wonder, but I never have an answer.“Can you stop roaming about? You are stressing Sean out,” she said, trying to calm the fuzzy pup. And I still continued ignoring her, and she groaned. It was just me, mom, Darcy, Joey, and Sam in the living room. I have no idea where dad is, but right now, I don’t care.“Seriously, D
Valeria POVSeeing Damien holding Egan so closely to him was the best thing a single mother like me can see. A single mother who had been hoping one day her son would meet his father. I try not to get affected by Daus being around his dad and getting to do whatever he wants with his dad, while my son watches on sadly. Sometimes I could only hug my son closely as he cries; what would I tell him? Your daddy and I separated so unjustifiably? The goddess who is supposed to protect us has been unfair by breaking the bond she gave us. Even if I had told him, he would have never understood.I am happy Adrain had given me a push to bring him here. I needed it all this time because I was contemplating and didn’t know how Damien would react to knowing he had a son. So that is why I left the pack house unnoticed. I took my son and a guard, and I only informed the guard I would be back soon after I was almost away from the pack house. Now seeing their hug made up of four years of him not being in