After a long and exhausting day of meetings with the pack elders, Arlo felt a mix of relief and frustration. The discussions had been intense, and while he understood the elders' concerns regarding his marriage to Lune, he had wished they could be more supportive of his choices. He had returned home with his mind buzzing, eager to reconnect with Lune and share the good news about her education.As he walked through the door, he was met by the familiar scent of the home he had grown to cherish. The warmth of the interior wrapped around him like a comforting blanket, and for a moment, he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. He needed to be fully present for Lune, especially after the previous night’s misunderstandings.“Lune!” he called out, hoping to find her in the living room or perhaps in the garden where he often found her. But there was no response, just the soft rustling of leaves outside and the faint sound of water trickling from the fountain in the garden. Concern flickered
After an enjoyable dinner, filled with delectable food and light-hearted conversation, Arlo and Lune made their way to their room. The atmosphere felt lighter, the tension from the past few days lifting with each shared smile and playful banter. Lune felt a warmth in her chest, the kind that only Arlo seemed to evoke.Once inside their room, they both freshened up, enjoying the peaceful moment together. Lune took a moment to gaze at herself in the mirror, marveling at how much her life had changed since meeting Arlo. She brushed her hair back, her heart fluttering as she remembered their first kiss, the connection they had forged.When they finally settled into bed, Lune nestled against Arlo's side, his warmth enveloping her like a comforting blanket. The room was dimly lit, the soft glow from a bedside lamp casting gentle shadows on the walls. Lune felt safe and content, the worries of the outside world fading away as she lay there, her head resting on Arlo’s chest.In the serenity o
The next morning, Arlo woke up early and prepared to head out for work, leaving Lune still curled under the covers. He kissed her gently on the forehead, whispering a soft goodbye before slipping out of the room. The house felt peaceful, the calm before the storm of all the plans and events ahead of them. Later in the day, as Lune was lounging in the living room, she received a call from Arlo's secretary, Cassie. The phone rang a few times before she picked it up, her voice hesitant. “Hello?” Lune answered. “Good morning, Mrs. Lune,” Cassie’s cheerful voice came through. “This is Cassie, Mr. Arlo’s secretary. He asked me to let you know that everything has been prepared for your enrollment at the university. You can start your classes whenever you feel ready.” Lune’s heart skipped a beat. The idea of going back to school had been a dream she thought might never be realized, but here it was, within her grasp. “Really? Everything’s set up already?” she asked, a hint of disbelief in
When Arlo got back from work that evening, he looked exhausted but still had that familiar warmth in his eyes as he stepped into the living room. Lune was sitting on the couch, her thoughts still lingering on the conversation she’d had with Ella earlier. She smiled as soon as she saw him, and he returned it, his shoulders visibly relaxing after a long day."Hey," Arlo greeted, walking over to her and planting a soft kiss on her forehead. "How was your day?""It was good," Lune replied. "Marcus and Ella stopped by to visit. I had a nice talk with her."Arlo raised an eyebrow, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Ella can be quite the chatterbox, but I’m glad you two got along."They both sat down, and after a moment of quiet, Arlo shifted his attention to the matter that had been on his mind all day. "I’ve been thinking," he said, his tone gentle, "about school. Have you decided when you want to start?"Lune took a deep breath, already feeling more confident about her decision after spe
The days passed quickly, almost in a blur for Lune. The Monday she had decided to start college was fast approaching, and with each passing day, her nerves seemed to intensify. She found herself constantly thinking about the new chapter ahead—attending classes, meeting new people, and adjusting to life as a student again. It felt like a whirlwind, and she wasn’t sure if she was fully prepared for it.Arlo, on the other hand, was doing his best to calm her nerves. He had noticed the way she fidgeted more, how her mind seemed elsewhere during their conversations, and how she occasionally stared off into space, clearly overthinking everything. He couldn’t blame her—so much had changed in such a short amount of time, and now she was preparing to dive into another new experience.One evening, as they sat together in the living room, Arlo reached over and took Lune’s hand in his. She looked up at him, her eyes wide with a mix of excitement and anxiety.“You’ve been quiet lately,” he said, h
Lune’s heart raced as she made her way through the large campus toward her first class. The morning sun was shining brightly, casting long shadows across the stone walkways. She clutched her bag tightly, her fingers nervously gripping the straps as she approached the entrance to the lecture hall.The building was even more imposing up close, with its tall, arched windows and large wooden doors. As she entered, the cool air inside was a welcome relief from the warmth outside, but it did little to calm her nerves. She took a deep breath, scanning the room for an empty seat.The hall was filled with students, some already chatting with each other, while others were silently preparing for class. Lune spotted an empty seat near the middle and quickly made her way toward it. She sat down, placing her bag on the floor, and glanced around. The room was buzzing with energy, but everyone seemed at ease, like they belonged. Lune, on the other hand, felt like an outsider. She tried to steady her
When Lune got home, the events of her first day at school swirled in her mind, leaving her feeling overwhelmed. The realization that she had spent the entire day surrounded by werewolves had been a lot to process. She needed someone to talk to, someone who could offer her a bit of comfort.As she opened the door, she was surprised to find Ella, Marcus’ mate, sitting in the living room. Ella was a warm and welcoming presence, always ready with a kind smile. Her relaxed demeanor was exactly what Lune needed after the whirlwind of emotions that day."Lune! How was your first day at school?" Ella asked cheerfully, setting aside the magazine she had been flipping through.Lune sighed softly as she set her bag down and walked over to sit beside her. "It was… a lot," she admitted, her voice tinged with exhaustion. "I didn’t expect it to be like that."Ella raised an eyebrow. "Like what? Was something wrong?""It’s just…" Lune hesitated, trying to find the right words. "I didn’t know I was go
Arlo gently cupped Lune's face, his thumb brushing softly against her cheek as they stood close to one another in their dimly lit room. The quiet of the evening surrounded them, broken only by the soft hum of the night outside. Lune looked up at him, her eyes reflecting the tenderness in his gaze."You're everything to me, Lune," Arlo whispered, his voice low and filled with sincerity. "I just want you to feel comfortable and safe with me. Always."Lune's heart fluttered at his words, the sincerity in his tone wrapping around her like a warm blanket. She could see the care in his eyes, the way he held her like she was something precious. Without thinking, she leaned in closer, resting her head on his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. It was comforting, grounding, as if the world outside didn’t exist."I do feel safe with you," Lune murmured, her voice soft and muffled against his chest. "It's just… all so new. But I trust you."Arlo's arms wrapped around her, pulling