Death of a mate, rebirth of a Luna

Sera gently bathed and dressed her sons, tenderly shushing them when they started fussing around.

Carlos and Silas watched her from the door with a new type of admiration and respect. Their Luna was something else!

They watched her cradle her newborn twins in her arms, her fingers gently tracing their tiny faces as she cooed them to sleep.

“How the hell does she do it?” Silas couldn't help but whisper with awe. “I mean she just had to kill her own mate and now she’s —-“

Carlos looked at him sharply and he quickly corrected himself. “I mean, her mate just died 2 days ago and here she is, taking care of her children when other women would probably be killing themselves with grief right now.”

“Well.... That’s our Sera.” Carlos said with approval. “She isn’t just physically strong, but also focused emotionally stable. Even After .....all she’s been through, from losing her fated mate, and almost losing her children. Yet here she is, calm and not a hint of depression on her face. Her par