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
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
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
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
"Blaire, get up, or you'll be late for work," my mother yells at me from downstairs.I let out a frustrated groan; I just want to sleep. For some reason, I have been exhausted for the past few weeks—it has been since my eighteenth birthday. Maybe I partied too hard, and my body can not take it."I’m up," I yell back, dragging my tired body out of bed and into the bathroom. Standing in front of the mirror, my long black hair is out of control, as if I went ten rounds with my pillow last night. I had another strange dream last night where this lady tells me to run from the monster chasing me. I keep running as this thing with blood-red eyes chases me. I always wake up right as it gets to me, and I'm always covered in sweat. My body shakes when I wake up. I don't understand what it means.Getting myself ready for work, I hope that today will be a slow day at the diner. I don't want to run around waiting on people's needs. I want a nice cruisey day with maybe one or two customers, so I don
I hid in my room for the rest of the day. The voices had stopped, but my head was still pounding. I thought about telling my mum and dad about what happened, but I didn't want to worry them or for them to believe that their daughter was going crazy. Blue stayed with me the whole time, watching over me like he was waiting for something to happen.I lay in bed, finally drifting off to sleep when I woke up. I looked around the room. Everything was dark. I looked at the time. I'd been asleep all day and half the night. I didn't feel the normal heaving feeling at the end of my bed where Blue slept, so I got up and looked for him. It isn't like him to go anywhere without me. Creeping through the house, all the lights were out. I made my way to the back door. I thought that's where he'd be outside doing his business. As I got to the door, voices started to come into my head. "not again," I muttered to myself.Opening the door, I saw Blue sitting near the back fence. It looked like he was look
I did as he asked, but instead of going inside and getting changed, I went into the bathroom to try and wash away the dirty feeling that Dave had left on me. Sitting in the bottom of the shower, I tried to wrap my head around things. How did that guy know that I was in trouble? I never screamed or anything, so how did he know? And what did he mean when I asked him if he killed him? I made a mental note to ask him if I ever saw him again.After a shower, I went back to bed, not to sleep but to pretend I had never left. Blue stayed close the whole time. I could tell that he was hurting from where Dave had kicked him. I had a few bruises on me from how hard Dave had pushed me down onto the table. I ensured that the clothes I put on would cover them so no one saw them and would ask how I got them.After about an hour, I got up and went downstairs to see if anyone was up. In the kitchen, Mum, Dad, and my brother Jack were all sitting around the table eating breakfast."Oh honey, I thought y
The past week, nothing exciting has happened. I haven't had to work since the diner is now a crime scene until they find who killed him. I've gone back to the station to answer questions. I never let on that I knew who killed him or what he tried to do to me. They questioned everyone else who worked there, too, so I knew that it wasn't anything against me, and they didn't know that I had been there. One pluss about all this is that I got to sleep in a lot, so I'm not as tired as I was before.The voices still come and go, and I swear people are talking to me when they are not. Mum and Dad are starting to get worried about me, always asking what they said when they haven't spoken, but they never say why they are worried. It's probably because they think their daughter is going crazy.I haven't seen Brax again, but I've dreamed about him, and some of the dreams I have are wildly inappropriate to be having about a man I don't know. I always wake up hot and sweaty, feeling embarrassed abo
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,