All Chapters of A Hope for Moonlight: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I don’t remember much before the fire…        When I was 4 years old I was found huddled under a table in a burning building, I was later told that I was the only one to survive the fire and no one ever knew what started it. I had been staying at a hotel with my parents, I remember my mother trying to ease my fears because I wasn’t sleeping in my own bed, I remember someone placing a pendant around my neck and I remember hiding when there were loud voices and lots of smashing. I don’t remember what happened to my parents or where we were from, just my first name and my mother’s kind smile and twinkling eyes when she used to sing to me at night. She always sang such sweet songs…   White coral bells upon a slender stalk,

Alpha Sean’s POV       That stubborn boy stormed off in a rage again! I refuse to call my 22 year ol a man until he starts acting like one rather than a bitter child who gets angry when things don’t go his way. If I didn’t know better I would swear he was born of Alpha blood, but by blood we are Betas. His whole demeanor, not to mention his size.The boy is even bigger than my old friend Dimitri was, not taller. My boy stands at 6ft 4 inches, Shorter than Dimitri but 2 inches taller than me, but his bulk, his stature screams “Alpha material”. He has power and people willingly follow and listen to him, flock to him even despite his sour and bitter attitude. Then there is his wolf, it rival’s Dimitri’s in size and in color and may even surpass his in power. I never thought a wolf more powerful than that of my best friend would exist, but my son…he has an extremely powerful wolf. It is because of t

Damian’s POV :     Spooky and I walked into the coffee shop, yeah I had gotten an earful (mindlink-ful actually, since I have been avoiding the packhouse since storming out). I definitely could have handled it better, but my father has ordered another wild goose chase. He sends me off to follow up on these leads he gets all the time and I find nothing but dead ends. I furrow my brow, something in here smells good, I mean it always smells good, they have the best coffee around, but this is beyond good…this is divine, like moss and earth and some sort of flowers…light, but sweet on top of the heady earthiness. Spooky and I place our orders and I hear that annoying voice. Damn Kristalle is harassing Ashe and that gorgeous witch they hang out with…did I just hear her call herself “future Luna” ? over my dead body! I am against rejecting your mate, but goddess help me

Selyna’s POV      After telling the coven about my Dreamlink they decided that it is witch business and that for the time being we should keep it to ourselves. There is a spell that will allow me to share what I experienced in the link with the coven, so that they can perhaps gain insight that can help me. The spell requires us each to sip an elixir from a chalice and an incantation, however the main ingredient for the elixir is a rare flower that is not readily available. Alicia is growing some in her greenhouse, but it won't be ready in bloom until after the winter solstice, 4 months from now. If we still have need of it we will do the spell after that.I will be an official coven member in a little over a week and that will increase my strength and strengthen  the coven as well.      I lay in bed the

Ashe’s POV   Alpha Sean and I walked down the hall out a side door to the packhouse. After training he had wanted me to come to his office and we discussed how we are adjusting. I couldn’t help it, I had to tell him that my sleep hadn’t been great because of Selyna having fitful sleep and talking in her sleep. We discussed the importance of witches’ dreams and he asked me a ton of questions that I didn’t have answers to, but I confessed that Selyna often has dreams involving Damian. I didn’t tell him what kind of dreams or that they were every night, sometimes two or more. She hadn’t gotten emotional like she had earlier in the week since then, but she was more of a wreck than she let on. She has met with the coven daily then she and Kirsty have had lunch a couple of times. I am glad she is warming up to the local wolves.