All Chapters of Twin Alphas' Celestial Luna: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Christian’s POV Yesterday evening I made the grave mistake of mentioning out loud how well everything is going here and at Pine Ridge. Hunter and Esme have found a way to engage their entire pack. They now have a ruling council, overseen by the two of them. It couldn’t have worked out better really, the council members were elected by the people, and they seem to be placated, for now at least. Democracy among wolf packs is rare, but then so is a pack with two very distinct and opposing communities, if that is what works for them, I fully support and respect Hunter’s decision.The women and children we took in have settled in nicely. Most of the women have found mates among our warriors and after Liberty’s little speech, they are embracing the safety and security of the mate bond and our pack. There has been far more going on behind the scenes, counselling, medical treatments, conditioning and training. Liberty and Lottie have worked tirelessly to integrate the refugees into our pack

Lottie’s POVI was sat with Imelda and Esme when Christian’s message rang out over the link. We had been excitedly discussing Rosaline’s impending arrival and what that means for the magic circle they want me to join and complete. I’ve been on the fence since they asked me, even under their guidance, I don’t feel like I have enough of a grasp on my magic to do the circle justice.Literally thirty seconds after Christian’s link, Liberty comes puffing through the double doors and running over to our table in the main hall.The three of us were already on our feet and about to go and look for her and find out what on earth is going on. When she reached us, she stopped for a moment to catch her breath. The pups are growing quickly and taking up more room inside her tiny frame every day. Pregnancy does not look comfortable, or as blissful as so many people make out. Then again, twins is bound to be harder on your body than a single pup, I hope. I wonder if little dragon halflings would be

Gabe’s POV “Gabe, no.” distorted cries fill the air and I watch as the dark grey clouds move across the sky. The moon is rising, and the air is frigid but the sand beneath me is warm and comforting. I had debated whether or not to ask Lottie if she is carrying my child before I left for my perimeter run. I should have, but I lost my nerve, what if I’m wrong? I should have taken every opportunity to show her what she means to me, what our child would mean to me. Instead, I put it off. I thought I would have more time, that she would come to me and tell me when she is ready. It is Zeke who put the idea in my head, he made an off the cuff comment, and now I can think of nothing else, apart from why she wouldn’t tell me. I’m told that when you die, your life flashes before your eyes. Well, I’m waiting, but the flashes aren’t coming. ‘I have died many times, each time has been different.’ Zeke calmly and softly distracts me from the pain in my chest. The dagger lodged between my ribs

Zander’s POVFollowing my brother and his captors had been a snap decision. I’m not even sure what I had hoped to achieve, there is only so far I can follow them in their boats then I’ll be stood on the side of a mountain with nothing to show for my little adventure. I think I just needed to feel like I was doing something, anything other than watch them sail away with a part of me. I was several miles out of our territory before I even realised what I was doing and that I had shut out all of the noise and chatter of the mind link.I know I should at least let Liberty know where I am, but at the risk of sounding like nothing but a hypocrite, I decided to keep my mouth and my mind shut until I have something of significance to tell her. I know she is okay, I can feel our connection strumming away in the background the way I always do, like static in my soul.I followed the insurgent forces at a distance, never letting their sails out of my sight, as they retreated down the coast. Their

Gabe’s POV“Gabe, you’re okay, don’t try to move.” Lottie’s gentle voice soothes my initial panic.The last thing I remember was pain. So much pain I was sure I would never hear her sweet voice again.I just had the weirdest dream, although, truth be told I’m not entirely sure if it was a dream or if I ascended to the heavens and returned. I have never experienced anything like it in all my life. No dream I have ever had has felt so real yet so surreal.I remember being in the forest and finding Christian but he was stood absolutely still like he was frozen in time. The woman between the two of us turned and shouted in a language that sounds a lot like what Lottie uses when she is casting with her witch magic. She must have been a witch too. The look on her face disarmed me, it was one of remorse and guilt, whatever she was doing there was not of her own volition.I should have known better than to let my guard down, thinking back it was obvious that something was amiss, Christian’s u