DEL MORINO Layla's stubbornness was like a wall in front of me and the silence between us was heavy and almost painful. With her arms folded and her eyes firmly focused on the far side of the room she appeared to be trying to avoid me in the hopes that this whole thing would go away and I had just let her go.However, I was not done and I was not going to allow her to leave here too until she agreed.I walked towards her, so close that our bodies were almost touching."There must be a reason or two why you're so desperate to avoid being my mate."Her gaze shifted briefly to me and I caught a glimpse of something—doubt? Fear? Perhaps even desire. I saw it but it was gone as fast as it had appeared. I knew of the conflict she was fighting inside of her. I reduced the distance between us by leaning in a bit more"What's stopping you from moving on? From been my Luna? Is it Derek? Are you still in love with the man who rejected you ?" I smirked ." I've heard that women tend to fall for
The red wine I sipped from my wine glass added a rich aroma to the meal which I was almost done with it.The venison on my plate was tender and the spices were well-balanced. Kudos to the chef, she deserved an award from me.A warm air blew from the open windows and it told me that it might rain tonight or the next but that was the least of my troubles at the moment.It was supposed to be a peaceful evening, just like every other evening, so I could collect my thoughts before tomorrow. But it seems that wasn't going to be possible as the door slammed open hitting the wall behind it with so much force."Del Morino!" Adrian yelled, shattering the silence with a thunderous voice that left me so surprised. I had never seen him this angry. Among all my brothers he was very gentle but I didn't bother to look up as he came in But after some minutes, I felt the silence too stuffing as I turned to him after carefully setting my fork down and wiping the corners of my mouth with a napkin. Hi
LAYLA The room was a hive of activity as the maids worked diligently to prepare me for the bonding ceremony.My silver masterpiece of a dress shimmered like the moon. Every time the sunlight touched it the delicate embroidery glistened. The gown was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, its majestic train swept elegantly around me and it fitted me perfectly, hugging my curves and silently thanked the dressmaker. The gown was perfect for hiding my small baby bump.Attractive but modest the fabric embraced my body making it the ideal outfit for a Luna. But despite my attractive appearance, I was unable to get rid of the knot of anxiety that was twisting in my stomach. My hair was delicately pulled by the maids into an elegant style that was designed with tiny pearls. With a tiny mirror in hand, one of them stood back to examine their work. She smiled warmly."Luna Layla you look so beautiful." Luna Layla?It sounded odd as if I didn't own the title. Like they were referring to s
DEL MORINOThe sight before me was enough to stop me in my tracks as the door creaked open and I entered the room.Layla stood in the center of the room, her damp hair falling over her shoulders and a towel tightly wrapped around her body I leaned idly against the doorframe, she turned around not expecting to see me.“Del!” she snapped her wide eyes to mine like a startled deer, keeping the towel close to her chest like a lifeline." Why are you in this room?I pretended not to understand what she was saying and raised an eyebrow.
LAYLABreathing was difficult and no matter how hard I tried to turn my eyes away, I was still staring at him.As I gazed at Drake, the man that I once loved I felt my chest tightened, making it difficult for me to breathe and my vision suddenly became blurry.Never in a million years would I ever think that I would ever see Drake, that our paths would ever cross but there he was towering over those around him and radiating the same carefree charm that had first captivated me.A woman who could have been sculpted by the Moon Goddess herself stood next to him her, laughter tinkling like bells as she held onto his arm.
LAYLAA soft knock on the door woke me up the following morning. Groggy and so weak that even when I said."Come in." I wondered if the person outside heard me.But then Del Morino entered wearing a white shirt which was messily rolled up showing his bulging muscles and tattoos that somehow managed to make him appear both menacing and sexy.I groaned and looked away. The handsome devil wanted to make me drool over him."Good morning Layla." he said in a very smooth and normal voice." I wanted to give you a tour of the pack house today. You still haven't had a chance to see everything."I paused for a second, still taking in everything that had happened since coming here.
LAYLAIt was a painfully quiet night. I sat on the edge of my bed staring out the window and down at the moonlit pack grounds.Del Morino and the strange visit to the other packhouse were circling in my head leaving me confused about thoughtsHe had presented me to Adrian as his mate in a way that seemed purposeful even to make Adrian jealous or something like that.He was trying to arouse the other side of Adrian.To make him stay away from me?It had to be that. I balled my fists rage brewing beneath me.
DRAKEI ignored the sunlight that poured in through my large windows.I lay sprawled on my velvet chaise and gazed at the ceiling's elaborate carvings letting my thoughts wander to things I'd prefer to forget.Layla.Her name evoked feelings I didn't want to confront like a whisper in my mind.I hate that I had seen her with Del Morino.Not that it mattered but the way she was, carrying herself with so much confidence and pride broke me in two.Not that I was hoping she had been a slave or something, but I had wished I was the one who had given her that luxury she w
DEL MORINO A tiny smirk played at the corner of my lips as I watched Layla my Luna sitting across from me. She was looking at me with a soft inquisitive expression in her eyes as if she were trying to reveal layers I had hidden deep within. Since she was my mate, I couldn't hold it against her. Still there were some things I wasn't sure she needed to know and wasn't ready to share just yet. I had already surprised her earlier. I didn't expect her reaction when she realized I couldn't read because on the way she looked at me. It was utter surprise not sympathy or shock as if she had discovered a part of me that didn't match the image she had in mind. I should have dismissed it and offered an explanation but for some reason I didn't. I could see her thoughts at work during the long period of silence between us. I knew she wanted to ask more questions but she didn't press. And I loved that.More than I would ever tell herz I loved Layla's ability to respect my boundaries. It didn't
DEL MORINO The weight of the moment weighed heavily on my shoulders as I entered the room. There were four of my brothers standing around all of them wearing an expression of anticipation. It's been a long time since I last saw these four, except for Adrian, who was always following me like a shadow.Although we were always close in the way that only siblings can be, there were now things that I felt but was unable to express. I also knew that everything would change today. With the customary teasing and catching up, the conversation started off innocently enough, but I could feel the tension rising. It was constantly present hiding beneath the surface and waiting for the ideal opportunity to rise. I was supposed to discuss the breeders with them, and I didn't feel they should know about Terese yet. “ I've bought them,” I said in a firm yet low voice.My brother's eyes flickered with curiosity as they turned to face me. “ Don't look at me like that.” I almost snapped. “ We discu
DEL MORINO I felt as if the situation was weighing heavily on me and the evening flew by in a daze. As I gazed out my window at the moon shining down at the pack, Terese's description of the disease—Moonblight—haunted my thoughts. I couldn't stand by and do nothing and I didn't understand what kind of curse could make a werewolf so vulnerable. However, I was unable to ignore the more pressing issue even as I mentally made those commitments. I had to get a doctor for her. She was very close to my late mother and always seemed like family.Her younger brother. Luca. Terese had mentioned him earlier and I had asked the guards to present him. He has been captured with other young men too.I had never met him before I thought I would meet a young boy maybe ten or eleven years old but instead, I saw a man who appeared older than his years. The weight of a life he hadn't requested was causing Luca's shoulders to slump and his eyes to grow weary. His eyes were filled with pain, the sam
DEL MORINO I had my knuckles balled into a fist as I stood in front of the door. The hallway air seemed to get heavier by the second and I could feel my chest tightening, the stench and sight made me want to throw up.With a million ideas racing through my head, I had demanded to be taken to the dungeon where she was being held. But the sight of the cell doors and the dim dark hallway made me realize how far things had deteriorated.She doesn't belong here. I didn't think it would hurt this much. I felt guilty when I saw her and realized she was stuck there. After faithfully serving my mother, she was now in the same place as the enemies I had vowed to keep away from the people I cared about. I was startled out of my thoughts by the guard at my side clearing his throat. "Alpha Del Morino," he said cautiously in a respectful but hesitating tone. "She was brought in a while ago."As I moved forward, my gaze sweeping the line of cells I could hardly hear him. The atmosphere felt oppr
DRAKE Blood, smoke and a bad odor—fear—were all in the air. It was suffocating and heavy clinging to the ruins like an omen. The Eastwoods Pack was nothing more than a cemetery of destroyed houses and wolves, a smoldering wreckage. I stood motionless at its edge observing. The pack was burned to the ground in half. With broken walls, bodies ripped apart and limbs strewn about like trash what was left was scarcely better. I didn't know the Alpha who had done this but I knew it could not be Del Morino. He had his way of doing things but not this way.The assault had been ruthless. It had nothing to do with territory or dominance. No, this had been destruction done for its own sake. Wasteful and for a moment it felt like something rogues could have done or maybe Pack Claimers.I didn't care about Eastwoods at all. To me, it didn't matter that they survived or not.I didn't care if they were wiped off the face of the earth. I was here because of Terese and that old man better be right
DRAKE The humid night air stuck to my skin like an unwanted guest. The moon merely made an appearance through the shifting clouds in the deep unending black sky above. The night was perfect for what I was going to do. I paused at the wooden door, its gleaming surface which I was just noticing was smudged and cracked.I bet they had been surprised to see me here again. I let out a breath and made a loose fist with my fingers before knocking The slow deliberate rhythm of the sound echoed in the silence. It was not long before the door creaked open. Layla's uncle stood in the doorway his face drawn cautiously his eyes sunken and surprise swept through his face.His eyes lingered on me for an excessive amount of time flickering with hesitation and confusion."Drake" he finally said his voice was hoarse from age." You came back ?" I smiled slowly and comfortingly at him." I hope I'm not bothering you at this hour Uncle."His mouth formed a thin line. Layla's aunt shifted uneasily
ELIASI paced the length of my office while running a hand through my hair. Anger was tearing at me like a ferocious beast and my mind was a jumbled mess.When i had so desperately wanted to enjoy my reign and the Seal Of The Moon just popped up and now having the relaxation I wanted was impossible.I gritted my teeth as I looked at the papers strewn all over my desk, none of which had the solution I needed. With his arms crossed and his back to the wall, Maurice my Gemma remarked ."You look like you're about to break something. "Despite his calm tone I could tell he was observing me and trying to know the cause of my annoyance because I knew him too well. "Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown, Maurice." I said and he looked away. I let out a deep breath. "I gave Layla's aunt and uncle a call, I asked some servant to do that."He narrowed his eyes slightly but Maurice remained motionless. "And? He asked. My hands clenched into fists as I turned to face him." I informed t
LAYLAUsing my apron to wipe my hands, I observed the dough rising in the stone oven. I smiled as the aroma of roasted meat and baked bread filled the kitchen. While the other maids were kneading dough, chopping vegetables and stirring pots I noticed that some of them were giggling at something.I shook my head and gave a small smile .I felt at home here even though I was the Luna. Perhaps it was because I enjoyed its normalcy, the sensation of accomplishing a straightforward simple task. But as soon as I looked out the window, my peaceful moment was destroyed and my heart sank immediatelyAt first I wasn't really sure of what I was seeing and I blinked rapidly. Young women in a long line were dragged into the courtyard. Their faces were bruised, their wrists were bound and their clothing was ripped. A few of them hobbled, while others were hardly conscious, their heads drooping like ragged dolls. I felt uneasy and I swallowed hard.I knew what I was seeing, I knew what this i
DEL MORINO. I was having trouble breathing. The dream clung to me like thick oppressive smoke. Mother's voice, pleading with me to live, sacrificing herself for me, the screams of those who tried to protect us had filled my ears all these years and my mother's face was still etched in my memory.It's been years ago but since that day I could still feel the anger of having that scar on my left eye. It hurt me that I had lost the only person who cared for me.My shaky fingers automatically reached for my face and found the cool leather of the mask I wore, a barrier separating my shame and anger from the outside world. My memory was etched with the assassin's image—a man with an arrow and a crescent moon tattooed on his neck. After years of searching packs and questioning mercenaries I had never found him but he had disappeared like a ghost. His name was unknown and no one had ever seen him.Sometimes I wondered if I had imagined things that night.He was now like a shadow I couldn