Becca POV.The steady, rhythmic beat of drums echoed through the streets, mingling with bursts of vibrant colors and lively music. It was a day in the month of June, when all the inhabitants of Havenwoods would come together to celebrate and feast. But as I looked around at the decorations and smiling faces, I couldn't help but feel that it was all for show. Every 13th of June, we gathered in the grand city hall to commemorate Haven Feast - a day where humans and werewolves supposedly celebrate their harmonious coexistence. But deep down, I knew it was all just a facade. Despite the cheerful atmosphere, I couldn't shake off the feeling that this celebration was nothing more than a hollow charade.How could we easily forget the way these monsters came and took over everything from us leaving us in fear every day and let's not forget the stupid prophecy that has taken away many innocent bloods.."This is going to be mine and Carter's first official date at the Haven's Feast," Lola excla
Becca's Pov Gently treading down the stairs, I glance up to see my mother gazing at me with overflowing pride. Her eyes sparkle with joy and love as she takes in my appearance. "You look absolutely perfect," she exclaims, beaming at me. My heart swells with warmth and happiness at her words. "Thank you, mum," I reply, returning her smile with equal enthusiasm. My eyes wander over her, taking in every detail of her ensemble. She looks stunning in her sleeveless, black gown that hugs her figure in all the right places. "Wow, dad won't even recognize you," I tease, praising her beauty. She gives a playful twirl, showing off the flowing fabric of her dress. "Oh stop it with the compliments or we'll never make it out of here," she laughs. We step out into the cool night air, the soft glow of streetlights illuminating our path. Excitement bubbles within me as we make our way to the grand hall where the feast is being held. The rhythmic beat of music drifts through the air, growing louder
Becca's POVMy stomach clenched as I stood in front of him, forced to swallow the bitter pill of his presence. His hand reached out towards mine, a smirk playing on his lips. I could feel the heat of anger rising within me, but I refused to give him the satisfaction he wanted. Today, I would not succumb to his games. With a slow and deliberate movement, my hand met his in a show of false civility. The touch was like ice against fire, sending shivers down my spine. But I held steady, determined not to let him see how much he affected me.As Bas pulled me closer, our bodies swaying to the rhythm of the music, I couldn't escape the intense gaze of his gray eyes. It was as if he was trying to read my thoughts, searching for any signs of vulnerability. But I wouldn't give him the satisfaction. I squared my shoulders and met his gaze head-on, a defiant spark flickering within me."See you've been busy " he said as he stared at Max" What I do is none of your business ," I replied, my voice
Bas POVI didn't mean to hurt her. I just wanted to ease up the tension. To see if we could be on the same page. What the hell was I thinking. She hates me and she never will forgive me. I was a monster in her eyes, a beast who devoured her slowly. How could I ever think we could be something acquaintance maybe ." Save your apologies, Bas. They mean nothing to me." She said.Her words hung heavy in the air, piercing through my heart like a thousand icy shards. Each syllable felt like a blow, reminding me of the irreparable damage I had caused. The pain was relentless, and as I looked into her eyes, I saw nothing but disappointment and hurt.I open my mouth to speak, but just as the music abruptly halts, she turns and walks away without a second glance. In that moment, I feel like I am stranded in time, unable to move or utter a single word. As my father stepped up to deliver a speech on unity and love, I couldn't help but feel uneasy. Despite his words of hope and positivity, all I
Bas POVWe never kill, it had always been a strict rule to never kill them So, as I arrived at the desolate old storage house in the thick woods, my mind raced with confusion. Who could have committed such a heinous act? The sun's light reflected in the broken windows, illuminating the eerie scene before me. Tom and Austin stood near the body, surrounded by wolves from our pack."Where did you find him?" I asked, unable to tear my eyes away from the lifeless figure on the ground. Cover with a white sheet"Deep in the woods, around 2 am," Austin replied grimly. "He appears to have been attacked with deep cuts to his throat and stomach.""Do you have any idea who it might be?""No," Tom answered with a shake of his head. "But judging by his appearance, he looks to be around seventeen years old."A sharp ache pierced my chest, his face flashed in my mind It couldn't be him, there was no way. I slowly approached the lifeless body, my steps heavy with dread and disbelief. I had to see for
Becca POVl anxiously stared at my phone, my heart skipping a beat with each passing second. I desperately hoped for a notification to pop out, something, anything that would break the deafening silence. But still, there was nothing. I let out a heavy sigh of disappointment, realizing maybe I had been expecting too much.After the feast, Max and I continued chatting late into the night. It felt like we were the only two people in the world, lost in our own little bubble. But suddenly, it seemed like he had disappeared into thin air. It felt like he was ghosting me, leaving me confused and frustrated."Rebecca!" Lola's voice snapped me back to reality."What?" I asked, feeling disoriented."Oh my God, you were not paying attention at all," Lola exclaimed.I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. "What the heck is happening?" Lola's question echoed in my mind as I tried to make sense of everything." I'm sorry Lola I've just had a lot on my mind" I saidLola looked at me with conce
Becca POVThree days had passed since Max's sudden death, and I was still grappling with the unanswered questions surrounding his passing. Everyone kept telling me it was just a tragic accident, but no one seemed to have an explanation for what had caused it. Whenever I pressed my father for more details, he would become evasive and change the subject.Even my friends urged me to let go and focus on grieving for Max, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. He deserved more than that from me. Yet, as I held onto these emotions, I could feel myself on the brink of breaking down. But I couldn't allow myself to fall apart - not when Max needed me to be strong."Hi sweetie," my mother's voice startled me, pulling me back to reality. I had been lost in my thoughts for hours, unable to shake the news about Max from my mind. My mother stood in the doorway of my room, her arms crossed and a concerned look on her face."You've been here all day. Why don't you join your dad and I for lunch?" she su
Bas POVDING! DING!! DING!!!The shrill sound of my doorbell jolted me from my deep slumber, piercing through my head like a sharp knife. I groaned, desperately wishing to stay in bed. But the persistent ringing only grew louder and more insistent, refusing to let me ignore it any longer. With a heavy heart, I dragged myself out of bed, limbs heavy and mind foggy from days of self-imposed isolation and numbing intoxication. The weight of guilt sat heavily on my chest as I stumbled towards the door, my steps unsteady from the effects of endless bottles of alcohol consumed in an attempt to drown out the pain and finally for the first time even though it was temporary the human alcohol worked. As I reach the door, a wave of frustration washes over me and I let out a string of curses. Who could it possibly be? I had made it clear to every member of my wolf pack that they were not to contact me. So why was someone disobeying my orders? My words catch in my throat as I swing the door open,
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