Bas POVI picked up my drink and was about to take a sip when I suddenly heard her heartbeat pounding loud and fast. Her pulse was racing.She was in danger.Quickly, I set down my drink and stood up, ready to leave."Where do you think you're going?" my father said, his voice cold, stopping me in my tracks. I turned to face him, my urgency clear."There's an emergency. I'm sorry, but I have to leave," I said, trying to move past him.He looked at me, and then he did something that shocked me: he laughed. The sound was cruel and mocking, sending a chill down my spine. What was so funny?I didn't have time for this. I needed to go, but when I tried to take a step, I found it impossible. My legs felt like lead, my head spinning. I placed a hand on my forehead, trying to stop the pounding pain, but it only got worse. The room began to blur and tilt around me.My father walked up to me, his face twisted in a cruel smirk. He looked me up and down with disdain."What's happening... to me?"
Becca's POV It had been less than 12 hours since Ravi's death. I sat in my room, still trying to process everything that had happened. My best friend was dead because of me. He had been fine a few hours ago, and now his lifeless body lay in the mortuary. Tears rolled down my face, and my head throbbed from crying so much. Eating or even speaking felt impossible.My mom walked into my room, her eyes filled with concern as she carried a plate of food."Sweetheart," she said softly, setting the tray on my bed and gently touching my head. "You need to eat something."I stared at her, shaking my head. I couldn't. I felt her arms wrap around me, her warmth offering a sliver of comfort. "It's okay, baby," she whispered, her voice cracking as she fought her own tears.Suddenly, we heard a knock at the door. We shared a look, understanding without words. It was them. They had come for me.My heart pounded as the realization sank in. The weight of the world pressed down on me, and I could see
Bas POVWho would have thought the sight of my father would result in so much hatred within me? My muscles tensed, and my vision narrowed, focusing solely on the man I once looked up to, the man I loved and was willing to do anything to make proud. The man who betrayed me."Why?" I demanded, my voice shaking with barely controlled rage. "Why did you do it?"Alpha Darius stepped closer, his smirk never faltering. "You were getting too weak. It had to be done to bring you back to reality."My eyes widened, shocked by his response. "You're insane," I said through gritted teeth, my fists clenching at my sides. "Do you have no remorse? Because of you, a child died."I watched my father chuckle as if I had said something funny. "Losses are meant to happen."How can he say that?I lunged at him, but the pain in my chest flared up, stopping me in my tracks. I fell to my knees, gasping for breath."Bas, please," Tom said, trying to help me up. "You need to heal."I pushed his hands away, forci
Becca's POVMy fingers held the nail, trembling as I pressed it against my wrist. The overwhelming pain and despair pushed me to the edge. Ending it all seemed like the only escape. But then, images of my mom, dad, and Lola flashed through my mind. The thought of the pain I would cause them held me back. And Ravi’s death—no, I couldn’t let his death be in vain.With a deep breath, I dropped the nail. My resolve hardened as I stood up. I promised myself I would avenge his death. I would find a way to fight back, no matter the cost.***The knock on my door made me turn. I watched as some women walked in holding a dress."It's time," one of them said.I clenched my trembling hands and gave a small nod. They led me to the tub, the warm water barely soothing the storm of emotions inside me. As they washed me, my thoughts were a whirlwind of fear and defiance. After the bath, I walked back into the room and saw a beautiful dress laid out for me. It was an intricate gown, shimmering under t
Bas POVThe loud sound of the gunshot echoed through the room. I gently placed my hand on my shoulder, feeling the warm, sticky blood seep through my fingers. The pain from the wound was nothing compared to the agony of seeing the look in Becca's eyes. Fear, regret, and sorrow all mixed together. She knew the bullets couldn’t really hurt me, but the desperation in her eyes cut deeper than any wound."Becca..." I said softly, taking a cautious step closer. Her eyes widened, and she pulled the trigger again, her hands trembling as tears streamed down her face."I'll do it again if you come any closer!" she cried, her voice quivering with fear and resolve.Ignoring the searing pain, I took another step toward her. Her hands shook as she pulled the trigger, but I was faster. I lunged forward, gripping her hands firmly but gently. "That's enough," I said, my gaze locked onto hers.She stared back at me, her eyes wide with a mixture of shock and despair. Slowly, she let go of the gun. Her h
Bas POV I told myself to give her time. She was still grieving, but it only seemed to be getting worse. Rebecca stayed indoors, not stepping a foot out of her room. Days turned into weeks, and the distance between us grew more profound. I walked into her room and found her exactly as she had been the previous day, and the day before that. She was curled up under a blanket, lying on her bed with her back turned towards me. The room was dim, the curtains drawn tight against the sunlight. The air felt heavy, filled with the quiet sorrow that seemed to engulf her. "Rebecca," I said softly, but she didn't respond. She didn't even glance at me. I looked around the room, my heart aching at the sight. Her food, which I had brought in earlier, remained untouched on the nightstand. The once vibrant and lively Rebecca was now a shadow of herself, lost in her grief and pain. "You can't keep doing this," I pleaded, stepping closer to her. "You need to eat something. You need to take care of yo
Bas POV I clutched my chest, sinking to the ground as the tears I had held back came rushing out. "If you were here, I wonder what you'd think of me... a weakling, perhaps," I chuckled bitterly, wiping the tears from my eyes. "But I... I had nowhere else to go." I always had to pretend to be strong, to be the perfect son, the perfect lover, the perfect Alpha. But with Sam, he saw the broken part of me and he never judged me for it. I rested my back against his grave, feeling the coolness of the stone seep through my shirt. I picked up a blade of grass, twirling it between my fingers as memories flooded my mind. "Remember when I called you weak for falling in love?" I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper. "Well, I met this girl, and she's just perfect. With her, I wish time could stop forever. Now I sound like you," I chuckled, the sound hollow in the stillness of the graveyard. I could almost hear Sam's laughter, his teasing remarks about how I'd finally understand him on
Becca's POVI told myself that with time, I would heal, but every day felt like I was sinking deeper with nowhere to go. I felt completely alone. I still saw him in my dreams. Every night, it was like he was asking me, "Why did you kill me?" If only I had never involved him in my drama, maybe he would still be alive.I heard the door creak open. It was Bas. He sighed when he saw me still wrapped up in my blanket, the food he had dropped off earlier untouched. I felt a pang of guilt because I blamed him for everything, but a part of me knew it wasn't his fault. I just wanted the pain to be less."And what good is that? What good are you if you can't save the people I care about?"His eyes widened with hurt, and I regretted the moment I said that. He took a step back, his face a mixture of pain and resignation, and slowly walked away.The room felt colder and emptier after he left. The silence was deafening, punctuated only by the distant sounds of the outside world, which felt so far r
Dear Readers,As I close the final chapter of Marked by the Moon, I'm so grateful to every beautiful person who read my book. Your support and enthusiasm for my work have been truly inspiring. Writing this novel has been a journey filled with countless hours of creativity, and knowing that it has found a place in your hearts means the world to me. You guys are the absolute best.Thank you for being with me on this wonderful journey despite my flaws, less-than-perfect writing, and grammatical errors. Your encouragement fuels my passion and drives me to continue creating. I am immensely grateful for your kindness and support. You all stayed with me to the end, and again, I say thank you.As I move on to new adventures, I carry with me the cherished memories of our time together. I hope Marked by the Moon brought you as much joy and excitement as it did me.Thank you for being a part of Bas and Becca's bittersweet adventure. Your support means the world to me.With heartfelt appreciation
To My Beloved Bas,It feels as though it was only yesterday when you held me close and we dreamt about the name for our precious child. Every time I close my eyes, I see your face—the way your eyes sparkled with warmth and love, your smile that made my heart race a thousand times over. Those memories are vivid and bittersweet, a testament to the beautiful life we shared.Since you left, nothing has been the same. Yet, I cling to the hope you gave me—that someday, somehow, we will be reunited. Your words are a beacon of comfort in the darkest moments.Our daughter, Grace, is growing up to be a reflection of you. She is strong-willed and spirited, traits that you embodied so perfectly. There are times when she can be a little stubborn, but her heart is as tender as yours was. She reads your letters often, and through them, she feels connected to you, finding solace and strength in your words.After your passing, the pack relocated to a new town. Under Austin’s leadership, they have thri
Becca's POV"Careful..." Bas whispered, guiding me with gentle hands on my shoulders. He had insisted on blindfolding me for a surprise, and the anticipation was driving me wild."Are we not there yet?" I asked, a hint of impatience in my voice."Patience, love."Finally, we stopped. Bas slowly untied the blindfold. I blinked as my eyes adjusted to the light, and then widened in astonishment as I took in the scene before me. We were standing in front of a beautiful house, nestled beside a picturesque farm. The lush countryside stretched out in every direction, vibrant and serene."Bas..." I breathed, unable to find the words.He wrapped his arms around me from behind, his breath warm against my ear. "You always wanted to have a family in the countryside, so let's start our family together here."My eyes filled with tears, and I tried hard to keep them from falling. Despite the painful fate that awaited us, I had asked Bas for just one month—to live as if everything was perfect, to be
Becca's POV"Wh...what did you just say?" My voice trembled, shock and disbelief coursing through me as I tried to process what Naomi had just revealed."Becks, I'm so sorry. I thought he told you," she said, her voice filled with regret and concern. Her eyes searched mine, desperately hoping for some sign of understanding.When I decided to come over and share the good news with Naomi, I never imagined it would end in such a heartbreaking revelation. Bas had the oak tree, and he didn’t tell me."Becca," Naomi called softly, her hands gently placed over mine. Her touch was warm, but her eyes were clouded with worry.I forced a smile, trying to suppress the pain that threatened to overwhelm me. "It's fine. I'm sure he was going to tell me... eventually."Naomi still looked at me, her eyes brimming with concern. "He just needed it to stop Darius. He... never said anything about using it on... himself."My heart skipped a beat at the thought. No, I would never let him do that.I smiled a
Becca's POVI stared at the lingerie on my body. I had just bought, a smile spreading across my face as I imagined Bas’s reaction when he saw me in it. He's going to be so shocked, I thought, a giggle escaping my lips at the idea of his expression.Just then, the doorbell rang, and I rushed downstairs, butterflies fluttering in my stomach as I struck a sexy pose. "Come in," I called, my voice filled with anticipation.The door opened, and as soon as Bas walked in, I let my robe fall, revealing the black lace lingerie I had picked out just for him."Be... wow," he stammered, his eyes widening as he took in the sight of me. His gaze darkened with desire, his lips parting slightly."I thought I..." My words trailed off, and my eyes widened in horror as I saw my mom and Lola standing there behind him. "Mom!" I yelped, scrambling to pick up my robe and cover myself, my face bright red with embarrassment.My mom's eyes were wide with surprise, her mouth slightly open as she tried to process
Bas POVDarius glared at me, his eyes filled with rage as he struggled to get up. The poison had spread, rendering him completely weak, almost human. "The poison won't kill you," I said, my voice steady. "It's just going to make you forever weak. This is your punishment for all the sins you've committed."I turned to leave but stopped in my tracks. No matter how monstrous he was, he was still my father, and I couldn't bring myself to kill him. "Get out of here and never come back. I'll tell the pack I flung your body deep in the sea."This was my last act of kindness, not for the defeated Alpha, but for my father.Suddenly, Darius burst into laughter, the sound echoing through the forest. I turned to look at him. "Oh, as always, you're so weak, boy," he said, managing to get up and resting against a tree. "Do you really think I'll just remain quiet and watch as you jeopardize everything I've worked for? I'll come for you."I turned away, not wanting to see him in this state. He was al
Bas POV"Tell me it's a lie," Becca said, her voice quivering as she stared into my eyes. Her face was pale, her eyes wide with fear and disbelief."Please tell me that you didn't just accept a death duel with Darius.""Becca, I—""Bas, how could you? I just told you I was pregnant, and now you want to risk your life in this godforsaken fight?""Becca, look at me," I said, taking her hands in mine. Her fingers were cold and trembling. "I need you to trust me... I'm not going to die. Everything I'm doing is to protect you, to protect us."I rested my forehead against hers, feeling the warmth of her skin and the weight of her worry. "I love you.""I love you too," she whispered, tears spilling down her face. Each tear felt like a dagger to my heart."Promise me... you'll come back," she pleaded, her voice breaking."I promise," I said, wrapping my arms around her. We held each other tightly, the world outside fading away for a moment. Her body shook with silent sobs, and I tried to memo
Bas POVMy hands kept trembling as I stormed out of the room. I couldn't bear to see Becca, to witness the hurt in her eyes caused by my reaction. Shame and self-loathing surged within me; I had acted so poorly, so recklessly. I knew this moment would come, and I hated myself more for allowing it to happen.I needed to escape, to release the turmoil inside me. Walking into the woods, I shifted to my wolf form. With a loud howl that echoed through the trees, I ran deeper into the forest, Becca's words haunting my mind."We're going to be parents."No. I can't lose her. I just can't.I came to a stop in a small clearing and shifted back to my human form. My breaths were ragged, my body trembling as I fell to the ground, tears streaming down my face. The grief and fear were overwhelming, and I couldn't contain the flood of emotions any longer."Sam," I whispered, my voice breaking as my hands touched his grave, the cold stone beneath my fingers grounding me in the moment. "I can't lose h
Becca's POVI had waited all day to finally tell Bas. I surfed the Internet, watching videos of people surprising their partners with the good news, but eventually, I decided on a simple and heartfelt approach. I wrote it on a piece of paper, tucking the note into an envelope.I dressed up prettily, and for the first time, as I stared at my reflection, there was no fear—only joy. Despite knowing my time was limited, the thought of our child washed away all my pain."I didn't know if you wanted the whole ch—" Bas's words trailed off, his eyes widening as he took in my appearance.Dropping the grocery bags, he walked towards me, his gaze filled with awe and confusion. His brows furrowed slightly, and his lips parted in surprise. "You look... stunning," he said softly, his voice tinged with amazement."Thank you," I replied, a smile spreading across my face as I gently touched my short, flowery gown.Bas's eyes roamed over me, lingering on every detail. His hands found my waist, pulling