Selene's POV I knew I would be damned if I didn’t pull away. His fingers tightened around my waist, pulling me in closer, and every fiber of my being screamed to end this—now. I closed my eyes and broke the kiss. He didn’t let go easily. His lips brushed my forehead in a soft, lingering kiss that made me tremble.“I thought I had lost you,” he murmured, his voice rough, and I could feel the weight of his words. “I thought I would never see you again.”I was stunned. Confused. I had no idea what was happening or why he seemed to adore me all of a sudden. This was our third meeting in six years. And the first two times had been in the dungeon when I was dying. Well, the current situation isn’t any better... It just made no sense. This wasn’t Lucian. He was not supposed to show any sympathy towards me at all.I studied his face carefully, searching for answers. He looked dizzy and exhausted, still wearing the remnants of his battle with injury. Though his bruises had healed, he didn’t l
Lucian’s POV “Ooh…” She climaxed while I was stroking her; my body shuddered as I felt ripples of flames spiral down my body; the sound of her low melodious moan was the bane of my existence. I had never felt anything as intense as staying close to her or being inside of her.I didn’t want to leave her, but she was as fluid as the air around me; she slipped away from me so swiftly and diligently that I tried to grab her, but she slid through my fingers like air.“Selene, come back, Selene! Selene!!!”I shot up from the bed, my heart hammering in my chest. My frantic gaze scanned the room, desperately trying to anchor myself in reality. There was no one here.I collapsed back onto the bed, my body heavy with exhaustion.“It was just a dream,” I muttered under my breath, scolding myself.She was getting into my head; I could feel it. It was far too early to be rattled by her, but my mind couldn’t seem to quiet down. What the hell was wrong with me? I had come too far to let a damn bond
Lucian’s POV So many questions taunted my mind. I wanted to ask her what she saw or if I had embarrassed myself in any way, but I couldn’t get myself to do it; it was unnecessary.I had to believe if I had shown any sign of weirdness, she would have told me already. I refused to let her get under my skin, so I straightened my clothes, then stood gallantly, pretending to be totally unaffected by my thoughts.“Next time, make sure you get my attention before you intrude in such a manner; it would have gone bad. In such a state, I barely recognized anyone; my wolf crashed out; I was vulnerable, and you intruded. I would be aggressive and you would be dead, so don’t do it next time, at least not without my attention.”She responded with a nod.Defeated by her silence, I took a seat close by. For six years I had painted this moment, both of us in a room, all alone. I wanted to ask her what she gained in deceit. Why she took her time to visit me in the cell and make promises to run away wit
Selene’s POVIt felt like my soul was being sucked right out of me the moment I set my eyes on her. I fell to her bed and then fondled her frail body. She looked pale and almost lifeless; her eyes were closed shut, and I could see the traces of tears in the corner of her eyes; she was crying in her sleep. I could only imagine what she was seeing while still in a coma; maybe it was the last memory of her father acting so cruelly.“She calls for you in her sleep.” Said Lucian calmly.I felt my heart break into a million pieces all over again. The last time I held her, she was crying in my arms; her body was hot, and I feared she wouldn’t make it out alive.“I believe you can heal her if you put your mind to it. Over the years, wolves who had been granted a second chance, mostly as spiritual healers, were able to heal people they were connected to, maybe family, or out of sheer kindness. If you can do it again, she will wake up,” Lucian said.My insides ached with pain; my wolf was cold
Selene's POVIt was finally nighttime, the pack was bubbling with laughter, and the cheerful sound of patriots dancing seamlessly around the bonfire.They all sang songs of freedom while holding hands; they yelled at the top of their voices, with all certainty that their voices would reach the bossom of the moon goddess.Ella sat beside me, clapping and hopping on her seat; she had the blood of a lamb mixed with ash on her face just like everyone; Lucian had done it on everyone except me, which I didn’t question; it was the mark given to newly born wolves, and since he had cast their past away, it was only right that he gave them the mark that made them truly free.It was a happy moment for everyone, except me. I was stuck in a maze of memory, all with the help of my liquor; it made it easier for me to delve deeper into a stream of thoughts and conflicting emotions.I watched as Lucian danced around the flames, bare-chested, with the horn of a bull in his hands. He sipped from it then
Lucian’s POVI could tell from her inability to stand still that she was drunk and uneasy, which could be justified, but Ella didn’t take it that way; she cried till I carried her to her tent.“There there, calm down,” I said while patting her back. She didn’t want me to place her on the bed, so she held on tight, unwilling to let go. A sigh escaped my lips. I didn’t sign up for this, but I had to. “Your mom didn’t mean to yell at you, Princess; she’s not feeling too good; don’t worry; you will be fine; don’t be sad." I had no experience with children, and everything I did felt like it was a mistake, but somehow this mistake of mine happened to soften her heart, and I felt her body calm in my embrace. Her loud cry turned to a muffled whimper, then a series of hiccups.Soon I felt the tightness of her grip loosen around my neck, so I took it as an opportunity to lay her down on the bed; she was already fast asleep and mildly snoring. I had no idea why I smiled, but I felt a little spar
Lucian’s POVOne of the wolves I had sent alongside Joan walked up to me.“The queen said she wouldn’t make a deal with a man who isn’t courageous enough to show his face without a mask,” he muttered beside me. A low growl escaped my lips; my appearance had nothing to do with her decision.“The feast is over!” I yelled at the top of my voice; the sound of drums and claps was overshadowed by the lingering sound of murmur.“Go back to your tents, and stay safe!” I concluded before walking out of the ceremony, then towards the healer ward.The Fae queen. She was a widowed Luna whose husband had died in battle, leaving her to take care of the pack in his absence. She had a lot of vacant lands at her disposal, all thanks to her deceased husband, who had secured a lot of land in his tenure as Alpha. Her pack was famous for its vacant and fertile land. But she lacked the necessary population to make a pack grow, so I confided in her concerning my desire to expand my territory I told her I
Selene’s POV My eyes fluttered open gently; the room was awkwardly bright and spinning.I blinked a few times, then noticed something weird: a pair of eyes staring down at me, totally unmoving; it leaned close to me. I jerked up from the bed in shock, thereby pushing the intruder out of the way.“Wow!” I exclaimed.Finally regaining myself, I lessened my breathing pace, then I stared beside me to see Ella on the floor; she had been staring at me all along.“Oh baby, what are you doing? Why were you standing there? I would have hurt you; are you okay?” I pulled her close, then placed a kiss on her forehead. She leaned away from my hug.“I am fine, mummy. I came to see how you were doing, then I saw you talking in your sleep; you were having a nightmare, and you called Daddy’s name,” she said. heart skipped a beat.Only the goddess knew what exactly she had heard because I had just relived my biggest trauma. In my mind, I was still in the cage. My hands were pinned to the wall by a k
Joan’s POVAfter the news about Lucian and Selene. And Alex and who ever was involved I was downcasted for the longest of periods and as the goddes might have it my bruises were not as bad as one would imagine.A few broken bones and an cute but once again miss Selene if she was here. It would have been better because surely she would help a friend out.Now I had to move around with a limp, tired and exhausted as I walked out of the ward down the hall Lucian and lilac were in the study room and I was heading to see Ella who in my understanding hasn’t gotten up from bed yet.I walked over to her room, there were guards in the room where she was staying, and two more outside I heard her talking with one of them they were playing card games on the bed.“Joan.” She cheered without looking up from her card.“Hey little one, how are you doing?” I asked as I leaned on the bed and and reached out for her thighs, it wa totally uncalled for but I placed my head on her thighs it wa bandaged and
Selene's POV“Don’t thank me yet,” he replied lightly, though there was a seriousness in his eyes that told me he’d seen more than I cared to admit. “Rest now, and when you’re ready, we can talk. But first, you need to recover.”I looked away, remembering the sharp, bitter taste of the wind and the haunting sound of those rogues’ voices. “I’m a rogue,” I repeated, as if to convince myself that I could still be the fierce, independent warrior I’d always been. “I don’t usually need help.”He paused, his hands still working over my wounds. “Maybe not,” he said softly. “But even rogues have scars that run deeper than the skin. Let me help you patch those up tonight.”I wanted to protest, to cling to the pride that had kept me isolated for so long, but the truth was undeniable. I was tired—physically and emotionally battered. And deep down, I knew that letting someone in wouldn’t make me weak; it would simply make me human. With a sigh that seemed to come from the depths of my soul, I nodd
Selene’s POVI lashed out with my free arm, slamming my elbow into my attacker’s ribs, and he grunted, loosening his grip on my wrist for just a heartbeat. The chaotic sounds of the forest—the relentless storm, snapping branches, and the harsh murmurs of the rogues—filled my ears. I scrambled backwards, my heart pounding hard enough that I could almost hear it. I knew I had to run. I couldn’t stay here and be caught by these desperate fools.I bolted through the underbrush, adrenaline pounding in my veins, each step fueled by fear and fury. My breath came in ragged gasps as I dashed blindly through the forest, blood seeping from fresh cuts and old bruises alike. I didn’t dare look back, though I could hear the snarls and angry shouts trailing me in the distance.The wind still whipped at me, unrelenting, and for a moment I thought it would sweep me off my feet entirely. I fought it, clinging to the wet ground as if my life depended on it—because it did. I could almost taste the metall
Lucian’s POVAnother pack member, an older wolf with scars etched deep into his face, nodded slowly. “We owe you our lives. But… why are you out here alone, Mask? Lilac said you wouldn’t leave your post.” His tone was gentle yet filled with concern.I clenched my jaw. “I need to think,” I replied, more to myself than to them. The burden of leadership, the betrayal, and the constant threat from Alex and his allies—it was too much. I didn’t know if I could shoulder it any longer.The wind roared again, as if to remind me that there was no escape from destiny. I turned to leave, but then I paused. The pack’s eyes, filled with hope and desperation, held me in place. Their silent pleas for guidance, for reassurance, weighed heavily on me. I couldn’t abandon them—not when they needed me most.My mind was a storm of conflicting emotions. Anger, sorrow, and a deep-seated guilt churned inside me. I remembered Lilac’s words, the promise I had made. I remembered the faces of those who looked up
Lucian’s POV I was furious. Every muscle in my body burned with anger as I stormed out of the pack house. The recent events still stung like fresh wounds— Alex’s betrayal, the way everything had fallen apart, the weight of secrets.She should have not gone to the human realm she would die. And she knows this too well that she would die yet she did all this why! I pushed open the heavy door and stepped into the cold, unforgiving night. The wind hit me like a wall, whipping my hair and carrying the scent of rain and earth. My heart pounded in my chest, a relentless drumbeat that fueled my rage.I had left for the ward where Joan had been staying—a place I once thought was safe. Now it felt like a trap. I needed to be free, to run away from the constant reminders of failure and loss. Every step I took away from that house felt like a step toward escape. Yet even as I ran, I knew I couldn’t outrun the memories. They clung to me like shadows.Before I had even gathered my thoughts, a str
Selene’s POVI let the guilt sit with me for a while before I let it go, my father was there and even though I know Joan would take care of her I still needed to contact them.I wasn’t with any form of communication devise with me and the realm is too big to go on and about looking for them.The wind was relentless. It howled through the trees, whipping against my body with an unforgiving force. Each step I took seemed like a punishment as it seems the wind wanted to make me one with the RV walls It felt like walking through an invisible wall pushing me back. My clothes clung to my skin, soaked from the endless drizzle, and the icy air cut into me like knives. My nose was force fed air and my mouth was sealed shut. I could not move further and I tried not to be swept away but the force.Damn a valley without rockOr caves or even as much as a tall three.if I was a beaver I would dig the floor and enter. I was exhausted. My body screamed for rest, but I couldn’t stop. Ella’s scent wa
Selene’s POVWhatever I was doing was most definitely working as his breathing pace was now more steady than it had been since we stepped out of the portal, and now that was done I tried to steady my heart beat while trying to make it work so I could send him out of there.But whatever I was doing was also causing something to move in his body, like I was healing not only his system for breathing but his entire body but this time I tea is more different than anything I have ever felt.The moment I got deeper into healing him it felt as though I was glued to his body, it was intense, and magnetic and the more I stayed he became more attached I felt just staying there, the portal grew but it was always decreasing as we proceeded with the treatment.Whatever it was I didn’t care but I pulled him closer to the portal till half of his body was here and the other ther from he held my hand, my heart skills beat.His eyes opened slightly and his lips stretched in. Sly smile.“Thanks for ever
Selene’s POVI tried to kick his hands out, but damn this thick dress. Damn it so much, because of it he was able to climb on my body while pinning my knees to the floor, my attentlg to stand was ended when he held my legs.And now I was trying to crawl out of there but he held my hair in between his hard fingers.“Damn you!” He said.As he held my jaw threatening to break it with his hand I met his broken nose as well, both of were bleeding, but he was smiling at me“Hello Selene hawkmoon. It’s nice seeing you again.” He butted my head with his head and I fell to the floor the room took a quick spin but I was not giving up, I had taken the stone out of my chest pad where I had kept it earlier, and I held it in my hands and when he came close to my face again I slammed his head with the stone.Again. Three times till one’s sure I had gotten the part where was bleeding he rolled on his back as he groaned in pain. I stood to my feet, ready to take to my feet but the dress was crappy an
Selene’s POVit kept on flattering and resizing as it emerges, now I thought of nothing at all but the resent energy in the room it knocked on the walls of my mind, it teared my veins there were so many sick people in the room praying to be healed by some miracle healer all of a sudden.But I had other things, I stood from where I was and I walked over to a distant edge maybe the further I am am from the more distant the rush to want to heal them will affect me.Did it workMaybe.The potato was big enough to size my head and if it could just grow a little bit wider now I would shove myself inside like a tight cave hole. I would not mind it.I had finally gotten to a stage of mind one would calm perfect and once I saw that the ho I had created was big enough to fit me I stood up and it stood still, I could almost cry but I had no—“Shit.” Casper walked into the room, the stillness in my heart died and the portal disappeared but with the look on his eyes I was sure not finding a way o