7 : A Night to remember

I couldn't believe what was happening. I was bent over the table, my heart racing with anticipation and fear. Damien's eyes seemed to gleam with excitement as he approached me.

"Remember, Melissa," he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. "You're mine now. You belong to me and this pack."

I felt a shiver run down my spine as Damien's hands touched my skin. His fingers were gentle, yet firm, as he explored my body.

Suddenly, Damien's phone rang, shrill in the silence. He cursed under his breath as he stepped away to answer it.

"I'm busy," he growled into the phone. "Can't it wait?"

There was a pause, and then Damien's expression changed. He looked concerned, even worried.

"What?" he exclaimed. "When did it happen?"

I couldn't help but wonder what was going on. Damien's conversation was hushed, but his body language spoke volumes.

After a few minutes, Damien hung up the phone and turned to me.

"Melissa, I'm afraid our...ahem...induction ceremony will have to wait," he said, his eyes apologetic. "Something's come up. I need to attend to it immediately."

I felt a wave of relief wash over me. I wasn't sure what I was ready for, but I knew I needed more time.

"What is it?" I asked, curiosity getting the better of me.

Damien's expression turned serious.

"It's Luna," he said. "She's gone missing."

I felt a shiver run down my spine. Luna? Who was Luna?

"What do you mean she's gone missing?" I asked, my mind racing with questions.

Damien's eyes narrowed.

"I mean she's vanished into thin air," he said. "And I need to find her. Now."With that, Damien turned and strode out of the room, leaving me alone and wondering what was going on.

I took a deep breath and tried to process what had just happened. Who was Luna, and why was Damien so concerned about her disappearance?

I decided to explore the pack's territory and see if I could find any clues about Luna's disappearance. As I walked through the streets, I noticed that everyone seemed to be in a state of panic.

"Have you seen Luna?" one of the pack members asked me, her eyes wide with worry.

I shook my head, feeling a pang of guilt for not being able to help.

As I continued my search, I stumbled upon a group of pack members gathered near the edge of the territory. They were all talking in hushed tones, and they fell silent as I approached.

"Can I help you?" one of them asked gruffly.

"I'm looking for Luna," I said, trying to sound confident. "Do any of you know where she might be?"

The pack members exchanged nervous glances, and I could tell that they were hiding something.

"We don't know anything about Luna's disappearance," one of them said finally. "But we do know that Damien is furious. He's been searching for her everywhere."

I nodded, feeling a sense of unease. What was going on? And why was Damien so desperate to find Luna?

As I continued my search, I stumbled upon a hidden path that I hadn't noticed before. It was narrow and winding, and it seemed to lead deep into the heart of the forest.

I hesitated for a moment, wondering if I should investigate further. But something about the path seemed to be calling to me.

As I walked along the winding path, the trees seemed to close in around me, casting deep shadows that made it difficult to see. I stumbled a few times, my feet catching on hidden roots and rocks.

But I pressed on, driven by a growing sense of curiosity and unease. What was I walking into? And what would I find at the end of the path?

The trees began to thin out, and I caught glimpses of a clearing up ahead. My heart began to pound in my chest as I quickened my pace.

As I emerged from the trees, I saw a figure standing in the center of the clearing. It was Luna. She was standing perfectly still, her eyes fixed on something in front of her. I followed her gaze and saw a large stone monument standing in the center of the clearing.

Luna seemed to be in a trance-like state, her eyes fixed on the monument as if she were under some kind of spell.

I approached her cautiously, not wanting to startle her. As I got closer, I saw that her eyes were glassy and unfocused.

"Luna?" I said softly, trying to rouse her.

She didn't respond. I reached out and touched her arm, and she flinched violently.

"Luna, it's me, Melissa," I said, trying to keep my voice calm. "What's going on? Why are you out here?"

Luna's eyes slowly focused on me, and she looked at me with a mixture of confusion and fear.

"I...I don't know," she stammered. "I was just walking through the forest, and then...and then I saw this place. And I felt...I felt drawn to it."

I looked around the clearing, trying to see what Luna had seen. And then I noticed something strange.The monument in the center of the clearing seemed to be...glowing. A soft, pulsing light was emanating from it, and I could feel a strange energy emanating from it.

"Luna, I think we should get out of here," I said, trying to pull her away from the monument.

But Luna resisted. She seemed to be under some kind of spell, and she was determined to stay in the clearing.

"No," she said, her voice firm. "I need to stay here. I need to...I need to remember."

I didn't know what to do. Luna seemed to be in a trance-like state, and I was starting to get scared.

Suddenly, I heard a noise behind me. I turned to see Damien emerging from the trees.

"Melissa," he said, his voice low and urgent. "I've been looking everywhere for you. What are you doing out here?"

I hesitated, unsure of what to say. But before I could respond, Luna spoke up.

"I'm trying to remember," she said, her voice firm. "I'm trying to remember what happened to me."

Damien's expression changed, and he looked at Luna with a mixture of concern and curiosity.

"What do you mean, Luna?" he asked, his voice soft. "What are you trying to remember?"

Luna's eyes seemed to glaze over, and she stared off into space.

"I don't know," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I just know that something happened to me. Something bad."

Damien's expression turned grim, and he nodded.

"I think I know what might have happened to you, Luna," he said, his voice low. "But I need you to come with me. I need to show you something."

Luna nodded, and Damien led her away from the clearing. I followed behind them, feeling a sense of unease and confusion.

What was going on? And what had happened to Luna?

As we walked, the trees seemed to close in around us, casting deep shadows that made it difficult to see. I stumbled a few times, my feet catching on hidden roots and rocks.

But I pressed on, driven by a growing sense of curiosity and unease. What would we find at the end of the path? And what secrets would be revealed?

The trees began to thin out, and we emerged into a small clearing. In the center of the clearing stood a small cabin, smoke drifting lazily from the chimney.

Damien led us towards the cabin, his eyes fixed on Luna.

"I think you'll find what you're looking for in here, Luna," he said, his voice soft.

Luna nodded, and Damien pushed open the door to the cabin. We stepped inside, and I was immediately struck by the cozy atmosphere of the cabin.

There was a fire burning in the hearth, and the room was filled with the warm scent of baking bread. But what really caught my attention was the large book that lay open on the table.

It was an old leather-bound book, filled with yellowed pages and strange symbols. Luna's eyes were fixed on the book.