All Chapters of The Awakening of His Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

KemyGolden Dragons: the strongest amongst all the monumental reptilians that dared to gain the skies. We had an empire, and now we only have each other. Once upon a time, we were thousands, but now there are only seven of us. Our population was wiped out in a treacherous war. The Red Dragons lured and attacked us in our sleep, killing all of our elderly and young. This was the first battle, the one that we couldn’t fight, for it happened covered by the dark veil of night and the sneaky schemes of lies. We watched our people die, and some of us — like my sister Mallory and I — lost more than our families and friends. We lost our freedom. My sister and I were set apart and taken to laboratories, becoming our enemies’ prisoners. We would have died there if the Great Golden Dragon spirit, the original golden fire that created us and reunited the souls and the songs of all Golden Dragons, hadn’t found its way back to Earth.The spirit made its home in the soul of a young witch. Fate

Alma“I’m still learning about my powers; to listen to The Great Golden Fire and let it be one with me, be one with my soul, my consciousness, my dreams, and even my body. Now I can see that there is a thin thread of light, invisible when one has their eyes opened, connecting me to all the Golden Dragons. We can follow the light, follow the fire and see where it leads to, and find Kemy,” I explained to the rest of the Golden Dragons in our clan as soon as Egan and I came back to the clan’s mansion in Marbella. We interrupted our honeymoon after I dreamt about Kemy, after her Dragon communicated with me and let me know that she was alive but unwell. I looked at everyone’s surprised faces as it was indeed a great surprise, another miracle. Without wasting any time, Marion used her unique ability to transport us to a safe place in London, more specifically, the back of the Warlock Society building. They were our allies and quite powerful, so threats such as the Red Dragons and Meghan

Kemy My gaze found the wolf’s silhouette on the horizon, a majestic shadow within the golden sun. A smile formed on my lips as he took a few steps closer— would he finally come close enough? My heart skipped a beat as he kept walking. He was close enough for me to see more than a mere outline while the sun illuminated his snow-white fur; he was beautiful and huge. Maybe I could have a pet and feel less alone. I sighed happily. I heard Ember’s protest in the form of a roar. We were so close and entangled here alone in my dreams that I could understand her well, just as if she could use words and not only feelings and instinct to communicate. Besides that, our connection was so great that sometimes I could see her form in front of me and even caress her muzzle. Those were my happiest moments: that and when I saw the Wolf. She didn’t think he was a pet, not at all. I had to agree with her whilst my mouth hung open as the huge white wolf changed his form slowly, and a very naked man

KemyMy eyes open in a wild surprise. That couldn’t be, I thought it was impossible. I felt Ember, I felt her communicate with the wolf within the man. “Ember, how could you reach him?” I asked in shock. Dragons could only communicate with their human counterpart and with other dragons when they both were in their reptilian form. I could feel her shuddering, she didn’t know how she could reach him either. She let me know that she sent him a mental image: the witch’s stones, known to humans as Stonehenge. It was one of our favourite places to play when I was young. I used to run around it, playing hide-and-seek with my sister, Mallory. Ember took her first flight there, or at least tried to since she ended up crashing her snout against one of the stones and falling on the ground, making Mallory fall on her back after laughing convulsively. My eyes watered at the sweet memories, those stones were near our home, before everything was destroyed and the Red Dragons captured us. When

Mallory The very next day, I went to see my sister. I could run away from anyone and anything, my pain and fear—which were always coming back for me—but I couldn’t run away from Kemy. I had to bring her back, and save my little sister this time. Alessia roared with determination within my soul and I knew that we would put our own pain, our scarred heart aside to take care of Kemy, to give her our love and wake her up. “You will be back, Little Sister,” I muttered under my breath. I entered the room and took a seat by her bed, taking her hand in mine and squeezing it gently. My gaze roamed around Kemy’s pale but serene face. It seemed like she was indeed dreaming rather than having nightmares. I sighed in relief as she didn’t seem to be suffering. But she was dreaming for way too long, it was time to live, to come back to me and to this new family who welcomed us with open arms. Somehow, Daniel’s brief words had a much stronger effect on me that I could ever imagine, he restored