(TRISTAN'S P. O. V.)"Ar- I mean, your Majesty, we are sorry. Please find it in your heart to forgive us. I know it'll take a long while before you forget about everything, no one can forgive the injustice of one to another. All I ask from you, dear Luna, is that you may forgive us. People make mistakes, what is divine is the ability to forgive." Said the elder, calmly yet apologetically.The others nodded in agreement, confirming the statement and apology of the elder that had come forth to seek for her forgiveness. It was shown in their eyes, that they were clearly remorseful of the actions that they took all those years ago, and the allegations that they made against the both of us, knowing fully well, that the all the evidence they needed was right before their eyes, and were very clear. Aria turned her face away, avoiding their eyes and faces. Her Expression a mask of a stoney resolve, and her eyes the epitome of indecipherability. It was as clear as day, that she wasn't willing
Aria's POV I didn't know what Tristan was thinking about...or what he might be thinking about. As we walked back to the house, I couldn't stop staring at his face and trying to figure out what he was thinking. His face was fixed on the empty, dark space in front of us, without saying anything to either of us - Carl or me.There were so many things to talk about, but he still wasn't saying anything. At first, I thought that we were going to rejoice about our newly found victory, but it seemed that wouldn't be possible with the way he was staring straight ahead without uttering a word.When we got to the house, I told Carl to go inside because I wanted to talk to Tristan about some things. When I was sure that Carl was gone, I crossed my hands and stood right in front of Tristan.For the first time that night, he brought down his head and stared into my eyes. I slowly shook my head at him, and I started seeing a smile creeping to his lips. I was a bit happy that I made him smile at leas
Aria's POVWhile I was walking to his room, my heart was just beating fast, because I didn't know the right words to tell him. I just finished speaking with him two hours ago, but it still felt like I hadn't spoken to him in years.We've been talking about... getting together, but I don't think it has ever been this serious. I didn't know what he was going to say about it, if he was going to reject me or not. So many thoughts were just running through my mind.Before getting to his room, I took a deep breath in and released it immediately. I wanted to balance my breathing first before going in to say rubbish to him. I wanted to be calm first, so I'd be calm enough to speak to him.By the time I got to his door, I was already better, and I could speak without stuttering like a fool. I stood in front of his door, contemplating on what to do - if I should just go in and say my thoughts, or if I should go back to my room and regret why I never said anything to him. The former sounded bett
(TRISTAN'S P. O. V.)".... I'm coming with you. We're, coming with you. I can't stay here, all I have is painful memories, when it comes to this pack. And now that I know my true roots, true heritage, I need some time and space, far away from here to process it. I had been lied to, all my life. I need to perhaps read about my ancestors, a little bit about my history before coming back. Nothing is here for me anymore, I don't have family here, neither do I have friends. There's nothing stopping me from coming with you." She said, her voice solemn, yet firm. My heart skipped a beat as she said that she would follow me back home. I was beyond happy, and I could hear my wolf purr and howl in pleasure. She was coming home with me, and that's all that mattered. A sudden urge to pull her in, and kiss her so deeply overwhelmed me. I wanted to act on it so badly, yet I had to remember that she had to give me the green lights first. Suddenly, she closed the gap between us, and hugged me, wrappi
The former people of Aria's pack welcomed her with mixed feelings, they had all heard the news and some of them felt angry that Scott was dead.That surprised me a bit, because I didn't know that there were still some that loved Scott to that extent. They soon started blaming her for Scott's death and making everything worse.When I saw Aria's face, I was a bit heartbroken, because she looked really sad. I wanted to defend her, and to tell them that she had no fault in everything. But, when they started shouting that they wanted to hear the story from the horse's mouth, she had no choice but to explain what really happened.She told them that most of the bad things that happened, did happen because of Crystal's influence. She only married Scott to take over the throne. That had been something that she's always wanted, and even though she always made it clear, no one still saw through her bad ways. That was how much she actually managed to manipulate them really well.Nobody noticed,
"Okay. So, should we have it here?" I asked Tristan, who was staring at me like he could see through me. I didn't know if having the conversation in his room was the right decision. But, when he nodded his head, I also nodded my head, answering to that. We stood in front of each other, while looking elsewhere.Things had been so awkward between us, but this time, it was too awkward. I didn't know if it was because of the fact that he asked me to be his Luna and I didn't say anything about it. I didn't know why, but I didn't like it at all.It was too overwhelming and I just wanted it to end. I didn't know if he wanted to start the conversation, but I just kept quiet, while waiting for him to speak first."Um, Aria..." He started speaking, but he stopped and looked away, when I raised my head to look at him. He looked so shy and that was a bit amusing to me, because I don't think that I've ever seen Tristan acting that shy before. It was so amusing to watch, and even though I didn't wa
(TRISTAN'S P. O. V.)"What do you mean?" Aria asked, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. The old woman didn't say anything reply, and just smiled at us with twinkling eyes. We were both confused, but before we could even say anything, the old lady turned, and walked away steadily. Aria was the first to snap out of her daze, and immedietly moved to go after the old lady. I caught her arm, stopping her from moving any further, while she squirmed in my grip. "Let me go, I need to get answers!" She yelled at me, frustrated that I was restricting her.I continued holding her firmly. The woman wasn't one of us; she was a messenger to the goddess, probably one of the spirits of our ancestors. We do not question spirits; they only appear to deliver a message, and leave without any further details. No matter how much you pester them, that's if they aren't gone with the whispy wind in seconds like they never even existed, they will not give you any more information about what it is that they
Love; it is a beautiful thing. Be it familial, platonic, or romantic. Love is all around us; we can't run away from it. It had been a long run for my mother, Uncle Tristan, and I. But we still stood strong through it, allowing love to lead the way all through. That's how it was supposed to be; no matter the case or whatever that happened. Everyone had some ups and downs sometimes, what really made you a strong person was the ability to pull through it, and if you're with someone else, be it just one, or multiple people, to pull them through it too. It wasn't determined on the amount of power you had, or how much money you had in your bank account like my late biological father, Uncle Scott had always believed; financial power had nothing on mental power, and unfortunately, he understood that late, which brought about his ultimate downfall. By mental power, I do not mean the ability to manipulate, manipulation will genuinely take you absolutely nowhere. Unfortunately, my late step mot