Deluna Hansen."Leave me alone, Silas. I'm not in the mood of talking things out or reuniting. Just let me be." I demand, planking myself on the stool again and he sighs."I'm not talking about apologizing or reuniting. We have something far more important and urgent to talk about.""And what should that be about?" I ask, crossing my legs at him, and waiting for his reply, " Belvedere Ricci,"" That's my mate."I point out and he nods as if to tell me he knows, "I know and I have to tell you things about him that you don't know," Like he has some fucking fiancee? Or he's a business man? Or he's human? What the hell does he knows and I don't about my mate. He's mine, not his."And you think it's necessary?""Necessary for you not to be in danger." And what's that supposed to mean?" Follow me and I'll tell you everything I know." And why should I trust you enough to follow you after eleven years?" I pro
Deluna Hansen.It happens again. That nightmare haunting me, appearing just as real as it can. The feeling that comes from it, won't leave me. And even if I'm aware it's all a dream, it feels real again and I'm unable to get out from it. To stop everything from happening. When I'm able to snap my eyes open, I gasp and skitter where I lay, terrified as fuck. I finally manage to contain my emotions and try to appear okay, while trying to guess where I am. I clearly remember all that happened from going out of the house angrily, kissing that man, talking to Silas and then conking. Am I being abducted by some human or some other creature? I listen to the indistinct whispering that travels across the room and tense. Now, this is now creepier and scary. I sit up with all cautiousness in me. White walls and footboards. Lighted candles all around the room. Burning sage. White images with white frames hanging here and there, and crosses hangs in every corners of the room. Lady dressed in flowi
Deluna Hansen. "Your mate grew up to feature the characteristics of a demon and a dragon, proving the prophecy before his birth to be true. Although no one really knows the source of his power or about his link with a dragon or the origination of the existence of the creature in him, there are rumours that Sage's lineage is linked to the original dragon. But it can be said that only Adal knows the real source of his power. And it can also be said that Sage anticipated the growth of his son when he came back after few years and resumed as Adal's class teacher till he clocked sixteen and Sarai found out that Sage had been giving her son private lessons and that the little boy already knew his real father. The big battle began when Sarai tried to stop him from seeing his son and when he started aiming at introducing his seed to his legion as his heir. Sarai however tried everything in her power to protect her twins and husband from Sage's threat despite being in her second pregnancy. Th
Deluna Hansen.When I open my eyes, everything feels better. The bright morning sun baths my lid, telling me it's morning already, adding to my own annoyance. Maybe I actually wished not to get out of that darkness. It felt better being lost in there than being lost in a reality that looks impossible and a reality that turned my nightmare. And I feel even more relaxed and alive but I'd be joking to tell myself I'm more alive or relax, there's no doubt that I would still swoon sooner. And it's no miracle that I remember everything that happened last night from Antoinette's attacking me, to her confession and to his unholy appearance. Then the pain and passing out. Just the same thing. Same fucking thing. But I perceive something... That unfamiliar smell of magenta lilac and some other flower I can't guess, staying somewhere near. Love and passion? I open my eyes again and sit up on where I lay. The first person I see his Belvedere Adalfieri Angelo Ricci snoring away softly at the bedsi
Deluna Hansen."Lord Sage will be here soon," Daisy says and disappears out of the room even before I can say a word to her. Feels like she's been ordered not to say a word to me or something 'cause everytime I try starting a conversation, she cuts me off and claims to be needed somewhere, making me look the fool. And I wonder whoever told her I'm the conversing type, except that I'm so curious as to know if the black man is Belvedere's father. But I doubt still, unable to reason that a white, hot guy can be the seed of a black man. However, I push the thoughts away and think of dealing with the sumptuous casserole meal before me. When I finish having the replenishing meal alone, I pack the dishes and head out of the fanciful dining room, to find the kitchen, feeling the need to get around this house. When I finally find the kitchen, not anyway far from the dining, I walk in and find a group of teens and young adults sitting around the corner and just talking with a stoic looking lady
Deluna Hansen."Thanks," I say to Sage's member who had drove me all the way from the airport to the pack stay. He nods in acknowledgement and I get out of the car."Alpha Luna!" A surprised creak, yet one that sounds excited at the same time greets me and I turn to see a beta who doesn't wait to greet but rather hurries away to either inform the other members of the pack. I ease a small laughter, the feeling of being home again greeting me. I can't be more glad. I'm back to my family. I glance around the pack's area. The field looks differently better as though it had been cleared up in the anticipation of my arrival. The whole place looks different, better and more attractive than I can remember. Somethings tells me things have changed. Probably not the policy or the law and I can see whatever changed it is, it definitely is positive. Zia has probably done a good work in the company of Damien but I won't be surprised if they'd be nursing a baby together in the next few months. I tak
Deluna Hansen."Luna," Stephanie calls just as I turn around after rolling the rock back to the entrance, "Yes?" I reply, still trying not to be surprised as how she got here."You can't keep him there forever," She says, her green eyes gazing intensely at me. Bitches got faithfulness? " I won't, "I promise but she doesn't show her agreement." We need to talk, "" Talk? "I repeat, trying to guess why she won't show any hesitation or reluctance but only gazes directly into my eyes as if intimidating me to listen to her, "Fine." I say and a small lip tight smile escapes her mouth."What do want to talk about?" I finally ask, turning to face her after minutes in silence and just sipping on our mug of coffee while I study the environment. We're in some fucking first class coffee shop which she insisted was the best place to talk. She smiles and drops her own mug on the polka dot table cloth, "It's about your mate...""I don't think I'll like to listen either," I say, cutting her off and
Deluna Hansen.The kiss turns desperate and demanding, not passionate and soft, yet not arrogant. Our lips slam against each other severely as our tongues make desperate contacts with each other. His hands slips underneath the waistline of my skirt and he cups my butts. A painfully pleasure moan escapes my mouth when he bites my bottom lip and pinches my cheeks, causing me to get wet in the instant. Still kissing and caressing, he turns us around in such a way that he ends up laying on me. Leaving my now swollen lips, he trails kisses and soft bites down my chin, to my jaw, and my neck as if to store every kiss and touch in memory. His perfect lips adores my skin, forcing out a moan with every of his kisses. My hands bruise into his hair, massaging his scalp as I encourage him to do more. Desperate and unwilling to be easy on the dress, he rips my tank top and wounds my naked chest with his tongue that feels like fire. A loud painful moan escapes my mouth when he bites on my very hard
Deluna Hansen."He's just too cute! Gosh, I wish I had a baby too. " Evra cooes as she plants way too many kisses on Maro's face. "You should let him have a rest from you or you'll soon suffocate the poor boy," Lina scolds, pulling her away from his cradle. "What do you know? He's my little baby brother. He's mine and no one can take him away from me!"Evra tells her protectively and that seems to piss Lina out the more. "He's not yours. Stop acting like a jealous girlfriend. He's also not your baby brother but your twin brother's baby. If you really want something to call yours, then go get fucked and become pregnant. "Lina fires, glaring at her and I admit I've never seen her this angry at a human. It's cute that she can become dared by a human. "Alright, alright. " I say, making my presence known already and stopping their little argument from going further. Unlike the two of them, Ciro listens to music with his ear buds and reads a novel silently. "That's enough, Evra. There's
"What do you want to show me?" I ask, getting away from him when we reach the backyard. My cheeks is burning bright red already, all thanks to his stupefying aura!"Are you angry at me?" His question surprises my thoughts and causes a pang of guilt in me. Am I angry at him? Why should I be angry at him? Because he didn't wait for you to wake up and say a better see you later before leaving? Or because he didn't ask for your permission before going to face Antoinette? Of course, I do sound childish but for all I care, I do deserve an explanation from him.He sighs and gesturing forward, he asks, "Do you like it?" That's when I notice a stool with a slate on it and on that slate is...I sprint forward, doubting it as I would doubt heaven opening for me to come in. A huge 'wow' leaves my mouth as I take it in my hand."Did you kill him?" I ask, my eyes widening as I take a closer view. Those stupid green eyes looks back at me as though they were still living but it is true...This stupid h
Adalfieri.The heat surrounding my body finally helps me to wake up after been lost in that trance for days. I listen to her words as I do my final struggle to open my eyes...She's undoubtedly casting another spell to make me die. Stupid witches. When I finally open my eyes, I find her just like I had expected with candles and black robes and the sorts. And that's when I find out it's not the heat that brings me back but the place she has brought me to. But I can still read her indecent intention. So much unbelievable. How can she expect to get rid of someone ordained in hell in hell? Good thing is she has to remind me it's been long I've come to pay tribute to the devil and eventually helps me refill my strength so that I'm even more stronger than when Hybrid had to do the ritual. I decide to take advantage of the fact that she's still intense with reciting those long words and is less or more conscious of her environment. I stand up in the black robe she's dressed me in and walk awa
Deluna Hansen.I arrive at the pack residence before dawn. I'm not dressed as Luna, I'm rather disguised as a countryside spy with very baggy gown that rather hides my huge protruding bump, a large hat that makes the onward looker only able to see the lip part of my face and boots. I hold a large sack that contains a big deal of weapons and tools. Since the dungeon floor isn't at all concreted, it should be easy for me alone to dig. Good thing is there's usually no one up at this time of the day. It'll take a few more hours before someone gets up and no one really likes to visit the dungeon. But then, as I approach to go behind the big house, to the dungeon, I hear footsteps coming closer and a sudden flashlight. My heart skips a bit as I quickly find something to hide behind, hoping and wishing I don't get caught. "Who's there?" I'm relieved when I find out it's no other than Damien and trusting him not to ridicule my weak situation, I stand up and take my hat away. "Damien, " I ca
Deluna Hansen."Alpha Asher seeks for your presence," The guard informs, coming in through the entrance but I barely pay attention to him or even give a reply. I remain where I am, still and minding my knitting, an habit I've been sticking to since it's the only thing that gives me a feeling of having a clear head. It's the only thing that renders me out of my worries. I've faced death twice but I'd never think I would really face the death of my wolf...Even Sage can't help my situation and they say it's a miracle that I'm still alive. But it doesn't feel like being alive, it feels like being dead...But you're able to breathe. Asides from breathing, you can't do anything else. I'm no longer Luna... I'm not even a werewolf anymore. I'm just a mere human; the species of creature I hate the most and even Zia is more redeemable than me. Where the strong and most respected alpha has gone to? I have no idea and the tale is certainly a long list of broken words that I can't put together but
Antoinette."If everything goes as planned, he should soon be here. " Old witch tries to convince me."If everything goes as planned...? " I linger on my thoughts as I stare back at the message. There's neither a reply nor a call from him yet and it's being three hours already since it delivered. Yet, he isn't here. What if everything doesn't go as planned? Then everything is a waste...? Belvedere is the smart type, can't be easily deceived and might find out this is only a plan to get to him...Or what if Lilian's spell didn't work on her and they're still perfectly together? The thought of me loosing to that pretty thing makes me fume and want kill Lillian already. But I promise I would, just not now. But when the door opens, interrupting my thoughts rudely and the man I call my fiance enters, I can only think how good a team we make: Lillian and I but too bad, I don't love to keep accomplices. "Where are you, witch?"I watch him snarl and laugh... if only he knows he's only being s
Adalfieri."You have to calm down, Elve. Although her health is critical right now, there's still something we can do to make her alive once again," Hybrid, Luna's attending doctor tells me after seeing Lina out of the room. His look hints me up and I can tell where he's driving at already...But I'm ready to sacrifice anything for her... And even if it has to be a part of my life, I don't care. I'd put her in all these so it's my responsibility to make sure she makes it through the storms. If I hadn't stolen her away that night, she wouldn't have been in all these. Perhaps, she could have been a better Luna and have everything going smoothly... She could've still been very vibrant and strong and fierce and be in charge of her pack and not be in this pitiful state. "You don't have to over think it, Elve. We can still put her under observations. Hopefully, there can be some improvement and we can use some medicines to make her get better." He suggests, feeding me with an hopeless hope
Dalina Hansen."Lina!" My frown deepens when I hear that deep, husky voice behind. I feign ignorance and settle to pour one more shot of whiskey for myself."Drinking?" He lays his heavy self beside me and leans against the backrest, his two huge legs pushing forward, "Didn't you walk in with Biden? How come he lets you drink all by yourself?" He asks. I frown and roll my eyes at that name. I gulp down the chilled liquor and let it burn down my throat."Or did you two fight?" He asks, sitting up. He reaches for an untouched bottle of liquor and tears off its tab. I watch him take two large sips of alcohol directly before placing it on the floor."Why do you think we did?" I ask, interested in his opinion for the first time. I have no idea if I should refer what happened between Romano and I as a fight or not but whatever it is, we never had an argument and he was being all romantic and possessive until sudden. It breaks me that he has to do that just when I'm beginning to consider an
Dalina Hansen.I wipe my right cheek after shutting the door. My stupid heart rams harder and I'm tempted to find a place to cry. If I'll be honest, my wolf is in total misery, broken by his harsh words and it's harder to pretend everything's okay with me. I sigh and bite my bottom lip, not minding if I'd ruin the paint. Deciding to ignore my broken soul and act nonchalantly to his treatment, I search around the party for a small deserted island but it's all filled with people hanging in twos and threes."Ms Lina!" I frown when Rex appears before me dressed in a white shirt and black pants and beside him, in similar dress, is another hunk who looks much more attractive than Rex, although with similar golden eyes. No, he doesn't look Italian. Another Asian friend of Romano? Should I be sick of them? "Lina, I wasn't expecting to see you again so soon. I thought Romano was going to travel out of the country with you since he told me he would be away for some time. I didn't know he would