All Chapters of Twin Alphas' Celestial Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Lottie’s POVRosaline warned me that coming home would be overwhelming and my ties to this place and the land, would be empowering. I believed every word she said, but I didn’t realise how much more power I would have access to just by being back on home turf. I can feel it moving under the ground, spreading from root to root until it channels up through the earth and into me, its willing conduit. I think some of what just happened was probably fear and survival instinct, but it’s not like I was just lighting candles from across the room like I did under Rosaline’s guidance.I’m telling you, those flames must have been ten feet high. I wouldn’t be surprised if I looked in a mirror and saw that I have no eyebrows or eyelashes. My powers might be impressive to an onlooker, but I find them intimidating, especially after the couple of mishaps I had back at the beach house. The less said about that the better. I’m not sure I’ll ever live it down, and I don’t doubt my brothers will hear all

Zander’s POVSelf control is both a blessing and a curse. It means the burden often falls on me to put my own needs last. There is a constant expectation to be there and pick up the pieces, be the strong one, lead everyone else when the shit hits the fan. Of course that falls under my remit as Alpha, but our pack has two Alphas, yet I seem to be the one putting myself on the back burner.I’m not blaming Christian, he is only doing what I have always allowed him to do, and it was Gabe and Uriel who dragged me to the hospital to have my leg rebroken and aligned. It just really boils my piss that yet again I am not there for Liberty when she needs me. I know, I’m being petulant. All that should matter is that she is okay. But that isn’t what my heart feels and when I saw her, she was far from okay.When the lightning struck me, the only thing I saw, all that occupied my thoughts, was her. Liberty has become the centre and my life and world revolves around her. I may be more reserved and

Imelda’s POVPack politics! It’s enough to drive a woman to drink. Not that I feel the need for an excuse, it’s always six o’clock somewhere.This is why I was so disappointed when my daughter left our coven to join her mate in his pack. Isla had always been far too trusting, always choosing to see the best in people, regardless of whether their actions supported her unwavering loyalty.Of all the packs I suppose I had fewest reservations about Celestial Moon, until I visited for the first time, I had only ever heard positive things about the Alpha and Luna. Then I found out who her mate was. Of all the wolves, in all the world, she was bonded to the next in line to be Alpha. That was the day I discovered my love of rum. My usual herbal teas and elixirs just weren’t cutting it, so when one of my sister witches, Rosaline, insisted on a night on the town, I threw caution to the wind and went for it.I’ve out grown those days now, time has marched on despite the devastating losses of my

Marcel’s POV Given Imelda’s dark obsession with castration, I’m happy to report that I am still intact. Physically anyway. The verbal dressing down she gave me was brutal, and though I deign to admit it, she is right. If you play with fire, you should expect to be burned. I didn’t see it, even as it happened, but when the witch pointed out the glaringly obvious it hit me, hard. Somehow, unbeknownst to me, I have bonded with Liberty. I don’t know how or even when it began. Vampyres don’t bond, not like wolves, the thought is absurd, but deep down I know it to be true. How could I have allowed this to happen? Watch from a distance. That is what I have always done and what I intended to do here. Ever since being at Pine Lake, living as part of the pack, spending every day near her, I have felt humanity slowly taking hold of me. The feelings I thought I had mastered centuries ago, have well and truly come back to bite me. “There is no reason anyone needs to know. I have it under control

Liberty’s POVIt took almost an hour to convince everyone I’m okay and get them to leave this morning. Gabriel has it in his head that Marcel’s blood has changed me, and I guess he is right, in a way. I feel stronger. Not physically stronger, my legs are still useless, although I’m getting more sensation back in them.It’s like my brain has had a boost, using my gifts takes less effort and doesn’t leave me as depleted as it used to. Everybody’s auras seem brighter, I can read people without even thinking about it, and I have accidentally slipped into all of their minds at one point or another since waking. That's why I needed them gone. I just need some time without other peoples concerns and thoughts in my head.Lottie has told both of her brothers everything she knows about herself. Most of which came as no surprise to me. The bit that did garner most of my attention was when she mentioned Vitandi. I have only heard his name once, from Melissa, the day she died. When Lottie said sh