The tension in the room slowly began to disappear as Brax took a deep breath and stepped back, his anger fading slightly. Lucian straightened up, giving me a nod of gratitude before turning his attention back to Brax."We need to focus on finding out who that man was and why he targeted Luna," Lucian said, his voice calm and composed.Brax nodded, still eyeing Lucian warily.I could feel the weight of their words sinking in as I leaned against the wall, my body still trembling from exerting so much energy. I closed my eyes for a second, trying to pull myself together, but the longer I stood there, the weaker I felt. pushing myself off the wall using one hand to hold me there, I cleared my throat, making everyone turn to look at me. "I'm really tired. I'm going to go to bed." I tried to let go of the wall to go to bed, but as I did, my legs became weak. Before I could hit the ground, both Brax and Lucian rushed to my side, stopping me from falling."Are you okay, Luna?" Brax asked, co
The whispers in my head continued, taunting me with their cryptic messages. Brax tried his best to keep calm. Something dark was coming for me; I could feel it deep within me. I felt a sudden surge of energy coursing through me. The room around me began to blur and warp as if reality itself was bending to accommodate some unseen force. And then, without warning, a voice spoke directly into my mind."Luna," it whispered, sending shivers down my spine. "You cannot escape your destiny."I gasped, clutching onto Brax for dear life as the voice echoed through my very being. The others looked at me with concern etched on their faces, but they couldn't hear what I was hearing. It was a message meant only for me."What do you want from me?" I cried out, desperation lacing my words. But the voice remained silent. Brax tightened his grip on me, trying to shield me from whatever unseen force was threatening me. The voices grew louder as if they were trying to break through some barrier within
As we made our way towards the border of my father's pack, I fought to keep myself under control, telling myself over and over again I had been through worse than this before. Brax sat next to me in the car. I gripped his hand tight. The voices whispered incessantly in my mind, their words growing louder and more insistent with each passing moment. Shadows danced at the edge of my vision, flickering like ghosts in the fading light of dusk. I clenched Brax's hand tighter.When we finally reached the border, Nick stopped the car, and Lucian turned around to look at us. "we have to walk from here."I looked outside the car, seeing the big differences between the two lands. My pack's land was covered with thick snow, which I should have been surprised about since the pack's name was Winter Moon. As we got out of the car, Rex handed me his jacket. The air was cold and crisp. Dillion and another one of Brax's guards stepped out of the car behind us. Brax pulled me into a tight hug, pressi
Brax helped me to my feet, and Lucian came over to us. “You can't be here. If my father finds you here, he will kill you,”“I can protect myself, and no rules apply to me when it comes to Luna. She is all I care about.”As we started to walk, figures began emerging from behind the trees. Wolves and people surrounded us, their eyes filled with hostility. One man stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Brax.“My son is right,” he growled. “I will kill you.”Without hesitation, he threw a knife at Brax. But before it could reach him, I stepped in front of him, using my powers to stop it mid-air. With a flick of my wrist, I turned the knife around and sent it flying back towards the man, stopping it inches away from his face.“You will have to go through me,” I declared, my voice unwavering.The man stood frozen in shock, disbelief written all over his face. “Can it be?” the man said as he stepped around the knife.I already knew who he was, and I didn't need to be told. It was my father.“Lun
I held Brax in my arms, begging for him not to leave me. I felt power surging around me as rage filled my body, the darkness inside me wanting me to give into it and seek revenge. His life was slipping away—I could feel it, but there was still a small part of him that was holding on, and I knew that that part was because of me and the love that he had for me.A sudden warmth spread from my chest, flowing down my arms and pooling into my hands. I stared in shock as a soft glow surrounded them. My heart pounded against my ribcage, every beat in sync with the pulsing light. Then, like a whisper on a breeze, Spike’s voice echoed through my mind.“It’s not his time. Save him.”A shiver ran down my spine at Spike's voice. A part of me was scared that it wasn't Spike, but the darkness that grew inside of me was trying to trick me into using my powers so it could completely overtake me. But at that moment, I didn't care. I would let the darkness overtake me if it meant Brax would be okay. I c
My father ran like the coward he was. Dillon and Nick took some of Brax's guards to my father's kingdom, but they were nowhere to be found. Something inside of me told me that this was far from over and my father would return. But I would be ready for him. I would get my revenge on him. I had no love for him; he was nothing more than a stranger who threatened the people that I loved.Days passed, and the chill of those initial fears began to thaw. I found solace in Brax’s improving health. Although he hadn't completely healed from being brought back to life, he seemed stronger with each sunrise. Our bond had somehow been rebuilt, stronger and more unfaltering than before. We both knew this was the perfect time to have our wedding finally."This centrepiece or that one?" I asked, holding up two possible decorations for the tables. The pale lavender flowers matched the colour scheme perfectly, but the gold-trimmed vases seemed more regal.Brax looked up from the seating arrangements and
With the wedding only a few days away, people from everywhere were starting to arrive. I wasn't nervous about marrying Brax, but I was worried about what kind of people would come. The house was a flurry of activity—with people I hardly knew.As I moved through the hallway, the soft murmur of conversations and occasional bursts of laughter echoed against the walls. I spotted Jack leaning against the doorframe of the kitchen, his face partially hidden by the shadows. He looked up just as I was about to pass by and then quickly averted his gaze as if my presence had stung him.The ache in my heart was becoming unbearable. Jack wasn't just my brother; he was my best friend. Or he used to be. Ever since he arrived, he'd been a ghost—there but not really present, his silence a painful reminder of the rift that had somehow formed between us.Unable to ignore the tension any longer, I stopped and turned to face him. My voice trembled as I spoke, "What is your problem with me, Jack?"He seeme
"Blaire, get up, or you'll be late for work," my mother yells at me from downstairs.I let out a frustrated groan; I just want to sleep. For some reason, I have been exhausted for the past few weeks—it has been since my eighteenth birthday. Maybe I partied too hard, and my body can not take it."I’m up," I yell back, dragging my tired body out of bed and into the bathroom. Standing in front of the mirror, my long black hair is out of control, as if I went ten rounds with my pillow last night. I had another strange dream last night where this lady tells me to run from the monster chasing me. I keep running as this thing with blood-red eyes chases me. I always wake up right as it gets to me, and I'm always covered in sweat. My body shakes when I wake up. I don't understand what it means.Getting myself ready for work, I hope that today will be a slow day at the diner. I don't want to run around waiting on people's needs. I want a nice cruisey day with maybe one or two customers, so I don