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VERENA"The Luna Guardian is the leader of the celestial wolves. Just like Elijah is the Alpha Shadow, leader of the shadow wolves," Celine replies. "It's a powerful position, one that requires great strength and courage."My heart races. I've never heard of the Luna Guardian before."I don't understand," I say. "I'm just a celestial wolf. How can I be the Luna Guardian?""Because you are special, Rena," Celine replies. "You have a unique connection to Elijah, a bond that is stronger than any other. And now, that bond has been reinforced."I frown. "What do you mean?" I ask."The vision was meant to reconnect you to Elijah," Celine replies. "When Elijah was consumed by darkness, your bond with him was weakened. But now, you are connected again, stronger than ever before."My eyes fill with tears. I'm so grateful to be connected to Elijah again."And because of this connection," Celine continues, "your true powers have come to the surface."My heart skips a beat. "What true powers?" I a
VERENAThe answers to these questions are a mystery. It seems like I'm trapped in an impossible situation, with no way out. Why does it always have to be us? If I ever get reborn, I’d wish for a normal life, one where I’m no leader and nor his Elijah. —--------------I'm sitting at my desk in the quiet, dimly lit office, trying to focus on my work. It's nighttime, and the office is bathed in a soft, moonlight glow. A large window looks out onto a courtyard, and the moonlight casts long, dancing shadows on the floor.My desk is a cluttered mess, covered in papers, books, and empty coffee cups. I have been working on improving the security of the pack so that we are prepared. But it doesn't feel enough. Behind me is a bookshelf filled with scattered books that I used to gain as much knowledge as possible. A small, potted plant sits on the windowsill, its leaves drooping sadly.But my mind is elsewhere. I'm worried about Ezra and how the fate of the battle will turn out. If Elijah and
VERENAMy lips quiver and my shoulders tremble as I say. “Elijah has turned to the dark side and now he’s the leader of the shadow wolves. He’s my enemy now. A war is coming and we’ll have to fight him and the entire army that Regef is going to bring with him to destroy us.”My father's eyes widen in shock. "What?" he exclaims. "How is that possible? When did it happen?""I don't know," I reply, my voice filled with despair. "It happened after I returned from Regef's hideout. I think he was influenced by the darkness inside him.” “Oh Goddess.” He exclaims and I wipe the tears that soak my cheeks. “The worst part is that Ezra is in danger too.” Dad’s eyes fill with tears. "No," he whispers. "This can't be happening.""It is," I reply. "And it's going to be a terrible war.""What about Ezra?" my father asks. "Is he going to be okay?"I shake my head. "I don't know," I reply. "Ezra's life is in danger too. He will be pulled to the dark side once Elijah’s powers are at their peak. We m
VERENAI stare at each one of them, allowing my words to resonate with them. I want them to understand the gravity of the situation. We are facing a real threat, and we need to unite to defeat it."If you don't want to die," I continue, "then you can leave. But if these Ashwalkers win the battle, then they will come to terrorize all of your packs. They will show no mercy. They will kill everyone, regardless of their age or strength."I look at them again, my eyes filled with determination.The group of celestial wolves look at each other, their faces filled with doubt.“We need some time to think,” Ethan says as he looks at me. My heart clenches but I don’t show the feeling of despair on my face. I’ll stay strong. I nod. “Fine. Let me know what you want. I won’t force any of you to fight this battle. But if you do, then please do it with the intention of giving your all into it.” “Alright.” After the group of celestial wolves leave the meeting room, I let go of my strong façade and
ELIJAHThe darkness is suffocating, a thick, oppressive blanket that seems to seep into every pore of my being. My feet are submerged in a river of black tar, its viscous surface rippling and bubbling ominously. My wrists and ankles are chained to a cold, hard bench, the metal biting into my flesh. I sit there, a prisoner in my own mind, trapped in this dark, desolate realm.The world around me is shrouded in perpetual darkness, punctuated only by the occasional flicker of an unseen flame. Black smoke curls and writhes around me, a fucking sinister, malevolent presence. I feel empty, hollow, like a shell without a soul. There is no light here, no hope, no escape.I think back to the day I fought Rena. I remember the pain in her eyes, the fear that had etched itself onto her face. I hurt her badly. I tried my best to control myself, but it was no use. I wasn't in control anymore. My dark side had taken over, and it had consumed me whole.I wished I hadn’t woken up. But it was not in my
Verena“Rena, I want to reject our bond and get separated,” Elijah’s voice doesn't hold an ounce of emotion as he sits across from me in the dim living room. I'd been waiting for him to celebrate our third wedding anniversary together. But when he arrived, there was this coldness about him. I figured he was just tired from work, but then he asked me to sit down and dropped a bombshell on me."Why?" I blink in disbelief. He must be joking, right? But the intensity of his gaze chips away at my doubt, replacing it with a growing sense of worry. I know the reason. The one I've feared the most for so long.His mate has returned to the pack.Elijah is the Alpha of one of the most powerful packs in Fenrisa, the Iron Claw Pack. I am his wife and his mate. One would think that due to being fated, our relationship would be a good one. But that’s far from the truth.The truth is, I am his second chance mate. Elijah’s first mate had left him just before the mating ceremony. The reason was unknown
Verena It's alright. Things will get better. Elijah will change his mind, afterall he loves me—- My trembling hand freezes halfway as I reach for the plate on the dining table. Tear droplets splatter on the polished darkwood, and the sight of our signatures on the divorce agreement brings me crashing back to reality. We're divorced, and tomorrow he will reject me. Not being able to pretend anymore, I break down into sobs. My fingers curl on the edge of the table while I look at the hardwood floor with tears streaming down my eyes. He really divorced me. My relationship with Elijah hasn’t been a bed of roses. When we married, he was cold and distant. But I started to witness the softer, emotional side of him that he tried to hide from the rest of the world. I made his pain my own, and tried my best to keep him happy. He was gradually warming up to me. But then Nixie returned and he pushed me away like those years of our relationship meant nothing to him. My chest squeezes pai
Verena “I…um…” the words feel stuck in my throat. My legs feel weak. I can’t believe he started to get so intimate with her after a few hours of our divorce. If he’s this affectionate with her, then it means that he has already moved on. Though maybe he did not need to move on in the first place. “Rena?” He takes my name again, and I regain my composure. I need to get a hold on myself. He’s no longer my husband, and soon he’ll reject me from the mate bond. So I shouldn’t be feeling anything. “Did I interrupt something?” I ask, my gaze sliding to Nixie who stares at me with her big doe brown eyes. Anyone would fall for the innocence those eyes portray, but I can see the malice behind it. Elijah narrows his gaze, and places a hand over his mouth. He does that when he’s curious, and annoyed. “You did,” he replies sharply, and I'm struck by his words. “I–” “Rena, you should remember that you need to ask for the Alpha’s permission before entering his room.” My lips part in shock