That evening, the house settled into an uneasy calm. The children were tucked in bed, and the adults retreated into their respective corners, haunted by their own thoughts. I sat alone in my room, my mind churning. The encounters, the dreams, they all felt like pieces of a puzzle I couldn't quite fit together. But as exhausted as I was, sleep eluded me.I found myself standing by the window, staring at the moon. It hung there, glowing softly, an ancient witness to my inner turmoil. "Please, Moon Goddess," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "If Brax is out there, give me a sign."The room remained silent, the moon offering no immediate answers. A sigh escaped my lips, and I felt a pang of disappointment. Maybe Jack was right. Maybe I was holding onto hope that would do nothing but break me.Just as I was about to turn away, I heard a faint noise—a soft, almost ghostly rustle. I twisted around, my senses heightened. Standing in the doorway was Daisy, clutching her teddy bear, her tir
Spike's PovStanding at the doorway of Brax's study, I watched as Luna sat hunched over yet another ancient tome. Her fingers traced the faded text while her eyes, shadowed with exhaustion, scanned each line with feverish determination. My worry for her grew with each passing day. Luna was spiralling, throwing herself into a desperate search for Brax, ignoring her duties as Alpha. Even the packs had started to show signs of strain.Nick had approached me earlier today, his face etched with concern. "Spike, you need to talk to her. The Elders are losing patience. If she keeps missing meetings and neglecting her responsibilities, they might strip her of her title."Clearing my throat, I stepped into the study. Luna looked up, her dark eyes meeting mine. "You missed another meeting with the Elders," I said, trying to keep my tone gentle but firm.Luna's brows furrowed, but she quickly composed herself. "Tell Nick I'm sorry. I promise I'll be at the next one."I laughed, shaking my head.
Luna's PovDespite Spike's departure and the tension hanging heavily in the air, I didn't sway from my intended path. Deep down, I knew I wasn't chasing ghosts. Brax's presence in my life was far too real for it to be dismissed as mere dreams. I had to find answers, no matter how many doubts and scepticism surrounded me.I decided to turn to the one person who could possibly make sense of it all—Phoenix. Her powers had always been enigmatic, and if anyone held the key to understanding the surreal occurrences, it was her.Early the next morning, before the first rays of sunlight had even begun to tint the sky, I crept into Phoenix's room. She lay there, curled up with her favourite stuffed animal, lost in innocent slumber. Watching her for a moment, I felt a pang of guilt for all the turmoil our family had endured. This world of magic and danger was now our reality, and I couldn't afford to shield her from it anymore."Phoenix," I whispered, gently shaking her awake.Her eyes fluttered
The first light of dawn filtered through my window, bathing the room in a gentle, golden glow. For a fleeting moment, I lingered in the warmth and comfort of my bed, allowing myself to savour the quiet before the storm. But the concerns of the previous night soon returned, and I knew I had to face the day head-on.I dressed quickly, opting for a simple but practical outfit. My black hair, still tangled from sleep, was quickly swept into a functional ponytail. I took a deep breath, trying to summon the courage and strength I needed. Today, the Elders would be meeting to discuss the future of the packs. And given my recent actions, I knew my leadership would be questioned.Descending the stairs, I found Seb waiting for me at the bottom, his expression a mixture of concern and determination. "Morning, Luna," he greeted, his voice low but steady."Morning, Seb," I replied, attempting to match his calm demeanour.He hesitated before speaking as if weighing his words carefully. "The Elders
As I left the Elders' Hall, the weight of my decision settled deep within me like a boulder. Each step felt heavier than the last, my mind wrestling with doubt and determination. Seb walked beside me, silent but present, his presence a steadying force amidst the turmoil swirling inside me.We reached the end of the corridor, where a set of double doors led out into the garden. I needed air and space to think. Pushing open the doors, I stepped out into the crisp morning air, the scent of dew-soaked grass invigorating my senses. Seb followed me, his eyes scanning the surroundings, but his expression was unreadable."Luna," he finally spoke, breaking the silence that had stretched between us. "Are you sure about this? About us leading together?"I turned to face him, taking in the concern etched into his features. The lines on his face, so reminiscent of Brax but uniquely his own, grounded me in the reality of the present. "Seb, I've never been more certain of anything. I know you might
I watched as Luna walked away, her silhouette illuminated by the soft glow of dawn. Her naming Seb as her new mate was unexpected, and I couldn't shake the uneasy feeling eating at my insides. This wasn’t about Luna being over Brax and moving on. There was something deeper at play—something I couldn't quite put my finger on.Luna had a way of hiding her true feelings, even from herself. I knew her better than she knew herself, and the person she was becoming was someone I couldn’t stand to see. But I had to stand by her, not for her sake, but for the kids. They didn't ask for any of this. They deserved a mother who was present and strong.As Luna got out of earshot and Seb walked away, I turned to Nick. "I don’t believe that she’s giving up on Brax. We need to watch her more closely than ever."Nick's eyes reflected a mix of sadness and understanding. "Luna is in a lot of pain, more than any of us can fathom.""Nick," I said, my frustration evident, "It's been years. We all saw him di
Brax's pov The shadows of the dungeon seemed to breathe with life, curling around me like wisps of dark smoke. I had lost track of time—days, weeks, months, perhaps even years had slipped by me, each moment indistinguishable from the next. My body ached with exhaustion, and my mind was a twisted maze of recurring nightmares and fleeting hopes. The daily torture and agony had not broken me physically, but my resolve was beginning to fray. Despite the facade of strength I projected in front of my captors, inside, I felt like I walked a tightrope between sanity and despair. My only solace lay in the vivid memories of Luna and our children—those fleeting, precious moments that were both my strength and torment. My heart ached with a longing so profound that it felt like a raw, open wound. Yet, within me, another force battled for dominance—whispers of dark magic that sought to lure me into its depths. The allure of such power was tempting, offering the promise of release and revenge. It
Brax's povI had spent countless days contemplating my escape, the weight of Luna's absence constantly on my mind. The chains of captivity were growing weaker, not because my circumstances had changed but because my will had become a furnace of resolve. The plan, a seed in my mind, had taken root. It was time to act.Morning arrived with a sliver of light seeping through the crack at the top of the cell—the only light that ever came into this hellhole. As the guard's footsteps reverberated down the hallway, I lay curled on the cold, damp floor, feigning the signs of illness. My breathing was erratic, and my body trembled as if gripped by a fever.The guard pushed open the iron door, entering the cell with a routine indifference. But it shifted in the instant he noticed my state, the facade of sickness I had painstakingly crafted. "What’s wrong with you now, mutt?" His voice was hard but laced with an undertone of disdain mingled with curiosity.Sputtering, I coughed, my voice hoarse.
Braxs PovThe early morning air carried a crispness that hinted at change—something tangible yet elusive, whispering through the trees as if nature itself were weaving a new tale in its timeless language. I watched the horizon, where colors bled into each other like the vibrant strokes of an artist with a vision unexplained.Standing at the edge of our family's sanctuary, I felt a twinge of anticipation, a thrill that stirred at the edges of my soul. These lands had seen the best and worst of us, and yet they remained steady as ever—a testament to the strength within us all.My thoughts drifted to Luna, her spirit as unwavering as the earth beneath our feet. Her presence was a beacon, a light that guided me through the darkest caverns of our shared past. Our journey had not been one of sole survival; it was a series of rebirths, a rediscovery of what it meant to love unconditionally and stand unwavering amidst life's trials.From the doorway, Luna joined me, her hand slipping effortles
Lunas povThe morning light filtered softly through the curtains, casting gentle shadows across the room. I sat on the edge of the bed, cradling a cup of herbal tea, allowing the warmth to seep into my hands. My mind drifted, tracing the path that led us here to this serene moment of peace and love, unfathomable five years ago.Brax stirred beside me, his presence a constant rock in the ever-shifting tides of our lives. Our journey had been one of trials and triumph, of darkness and light, yet here we were, stronger for all we had endured.As I reflected on our life, a soft knock on the door brought me back to the present. "Come in," I called gently, watching as Daisy peeked through the door, her face lit with the innocence of childhood."Mum, are you ready for breakfast?" she asked, her voice a sweet melody of excitement.I nodded, feeling the pang of joy her presence always sparked. "I'll be right out, darling," I assured her, watching as she slipped away, her laughter echoing down
Lunas Pov5 years laterThe sun hung low in the sky, casting golden hues across the gathering. The pack was buzzing with excitement, the air thick with joy and the mingling scents of family and home. My hand rested comfortably on my growing belly, and a sense of contentment filled every corner of my being. Glancing at Brax, who stood beside me with a smile that lit up his face, I couldn't help but let my thoughts drift back to everything that brought us here.Five years. It felt like an eternity, and yet like a fleeting moment at the same time. A single tear slipped down my cheek as I remembered the moment that changed everything—the day I discovered I wasn't just an ordinary human. That realization transformed my world, leading me to a life filled with love, trials, and unexpected magic.Brax noticed my tear and squeezed my hand gently, his touch steady and reassuring. "Is everything okay, Luna?" he asked softly, his deep voice grounding me.With a deep breath, I nodded, feeling the
Brax's povStepping into a sea of familiar faces, a thunderous cheer rose, echoing across the clearing. Each voice felt like a tether, anchoring me back to the world I'd left behind. The chorus of my pack, a symphony of belonging, reminded me that home was a place of hearts, not walls."Luna and Brax!" Nick boomed, his voice commanding the noise to hush. His eyes twinkled with the warmth of a father figure reunited with his son. "Let's welcome back our Alpha, who's fought his way back to us."Luna squeezed my hand, a silent reassurance that her strength was mine to lean on. My heart swelled with gratitude as I looked upon faces marked with traces of anticipation and hope."It's good to be back," I managed, my voice a mix of pride and vulnerability. "And I promise, no matter what challenges lie ahead, we will face them together."The world around me blurred slightly as tears unspoken moistened my eyes. Years of imprisonment had reshaped my soul—etched scars deeper than visible, but far
Brax's povAs the first light of day seeped into the room, casting a warm glow over Luna and me, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace wash over me. The night had been a testament to our love, a reaffirmation of the bond that had withstood every storm.I watched as Luna lay beside me, her breathing slow and even, her dark hair splayed out like a halo against the pillow. She looked peaceful, and for the first time in what felt like an eternity, so did I. I reached out, gently tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, marveling at the simple truth that she was here, with me, after everything we had endured.The past years had been hell one that i thought i would never escape but yet here i was with the one that my heat would always belong to in my arms. i had been to scared to sleep incase i woke up and this was all a dream.As Luna stirred, her eyes fluttering open to meet mine, a soft smile graced her lips, a beacon of warmth and light. "Morning," she mumbled, her voice still lac
Luna's POVThe night was silent, the house settling around us with a familiar creak here and a gentle sigh there. Brax’s closeness was a tangible comfort, a warmth that seeped into the marrow of my bones, chasing away the chill that had settled during those years of separation.As Brax and I sat on the edge of the bed, the space seemed to pulse with energy, a gossamer thread of tension weaving its way through the air. His presence was a steady beacon, a reassuring reminder that we were here—to face the ghosts of our past and the infinite potential of our future.He reached out, running his fingers through the strands of my long black hair, the touch achingly tender. "I never forgot how your hair felt," he murmured, a hint of awe in his voice. His words were a gentle balm, each syllable soaking into my skin with the promise of something new growing from the heartache.I smiled faintly, my heart swelling with love. "I missed you every day," I admitted, my voice soft, infused with truth.
As we walked through the door of what should have been home, the familiar scent of wood and fire warmed my senses, but there was a heaviness surrounding us, a weight only time apart could place on us. Brax's hand brushed against mine, a silent anchor in the sea of emotions swirling within. We were home, yet the ground beneath us felt unsteady, the space between us filled with years of separation, of longing and uncertainty. as they others left to give us space allowing us the space we needed to mend the fractures of our past.As Seb turned to leave, his footsteps hesitant on the wooden floor, something within me urged to bridge the chasm that had silently grown between us. "Seb," I called, my voice barely above a whisper, yet it ricocheted off the walls with enough force to stop him in his tracks. He turned, and in his eyes, I saw a complicated dance of emotions—a hurt that ran deep, but also something akin to relief."Thank you, Seb," I began, feeling the heaviness of the years I co
Lunas povWith Daisy still and silent in my arms, every heartbeat felt like a countdown, every breath a whisper of hope against a cacophony of doubt. I pressed her closer, feeling the gentle thud of her heartbeat sync with my own, a silent message that connected us beyond words. Around us, the world was a muted blur, the woods standing like silent sentinels to our moment of desperate longing.The others—Brax, Seb, Nick—hovered nearby, their presence a fragile shield against despair. They knew as well as I did that this was a turning point, a brink from which we might not return. But being surrounded by them, by their belief and love, was like standing on the edge of something profound—an abyss, yes, but one that held the promise of transformation.Seb, still at my side, murmured quietly, "She's strong, Luna. Just like her mum." His words were a balm, soothing some of the rawness within, a testament to the resilience passed on from me to my daughter. Daisy had always been different—uni
Luna's POVWhen consciousness slowly drifted back to me, the world was a blurred edge of shadows and whispers. Pain clawed through every fibre of my being, leaving me weak and frozen in its tight grip. The darkness had been so consuming, a cacophony of voices that resisted every attempt at awakening. Yet, here I was, lying awake in a world that tilted between reality and dreams.Warmth enveloped me like a cocoon cutting through the cold. I blinked, trying to dispel the haze obscuring my vision, and then I saw him. Seb's face hovered above me, his expression etched with profound relief and something more—love? The sight was as grounding as it was bewildering.He held me gently, his arms a barrier against the remnants of nightmares. "Luna," he whispered, voice steady yet thick with emotion. Memories surged like a torrent, and I staggered under the weight of them. The things I'd done, the darkness I'd embraced—it all came crashing back. Panic threatened to surface, but I pushed it down,