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9. Luna, or Not
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2026-04-02 15:16:22
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A Second Chance: My Twin Mates 160. The Path of Ruin
JosiahThe world has gone silent.Not the good kind of silence, the silence of power, of victory, of dominion.No.This silence feels like the universe holding its breath… waiting for me to break and I am breaking.I can feel it in my bones, in the twitch under my eye, in the way my hands won’t stop clenching, unclenching, clenching again. I'm losing it and I can feel it and I don't like it.Mia is gone.Agatha is dead.And my pack… the pack that should be kneeling in obedience, whispers behind walls, watching me like I’m a wounded beast. And gods, I know I am but it's good.Let them watch.Let them fear.Fear keeps them loyal.Fear keeps them in check.I pace across the stone floor of my office, bootsteps echoing. My wolves press against my mind, restless, irritated, but still mine. They do not understand the depth of my fury. They do not understand the depth of her betrayal.She was supposed to stay where I put her.She was supposed to obey.She was supposed to understand what honor
A Second Chance: My Twin Mates 159. The Circles of the Old Ones
BrynnThe road to the Old Ones is not really a road at all, just a thinning of the forest where the trees lean back like they’re afraid to touch the path. The air grows colder the deeper Frynn and I walk, our wolves pacing beneath our skin, restless and angry. Four days. Four days since Mia vanished. Two days since her scent slid out of existence as if she had stepped off the world.I have never feared anything in my life the way I fear this emptiness where her presence should be.Frynn walks quietly beside me, jaw clenched so tightly that if he were human, his teeth would crack. His eyes, usually bright, have dimmed to storm-gray. Neither of us brought warriors this time, just ourselves. If the Old Ones wanted us dead, fifty warriors wouldn’t make a difference.The forest shifts again, and the ground beneath us turns white, not snow, but dust. Old magic. The kind you don’t breathe unless you want it to live in you forever.I slow. “We’re close.”Frynn nods, voice low. “She better be
A Second Chance: My Twin Mates 158. Threads of the Unseen
BrynnThe wind tasted of rain and old secrets that morning.I stood on the ridge overlooking the valley, the horizon split by streaks of bruised-purple clouds. It had been three days since Mia disappeared into shadow and silence, and every hour since felt like a rope tightening around my lungs. Frynn was behind me, muttering and pacing, sorting through the small leather satchel of offerings we needed to approach the Old Ones.Goat’s hair, black salt, a cracked moonstone, and a drop of our shared blood, the bare minimum to ask the forest elders for talismans strong enough to breach the Crimson Pack’s wards. We had already burnt through too much time waiting for safe moon phases and avoiding patrols.“We shouldn’t be this calm,” Frynn grumbled, tying the satchel closed. “Mia’s out there. Somewhere. And we’re here still preparing. We should’ve gone to the Old Ones last night.”“You know they don’t bargain at night,” I reminded him. “And if we go in without the right offering, they’ll tur
A Second Chance: My Twin Mates 157. The King Who Fractures
JosiahMia is gone.The words circle my mind like carrion birds, tearing at whatever sanity I still possess. I pace the length of my war room for the hundredth time, claws scraping gouges into the stone floor. That rhythmic drag-and-screech is the only sound I can bear… the only thing keeping me from shattering entirely.Agatha is dead.Mia is missing.My kingdom is slipping between my fingers like sand.No. No. No.I can't and won't let it happen.I slam my fist into the wall. Stone cracks under my knuckles, dust raining down. My breath saws in and out, too sharp, too fast, too much.“How?” I snarl to no one. “HOW?! Why did she have to leave me? Doesn't she see how much I love her and how much power we could harness?” I ask but the walls and the furniture don't answer.My voice bounces back at me, warped, unhinged. I drag both hands through my hair, gripping hard enough to rip strands loose.She should have been safe.Hidden.Contained.Mine.But the villa was destroyed. Agatha’s mag
A Second Chance: My Twin Mates 156. The Witch Who Waited
MiaConsciousness returns to me the way a tide creeps over a dead shoreline… slow, deliberate and almost mocking.For a moment, I’m not sure if I’m awake or still trapped in the void Seraphine dragged me through. Everything smells wrong. Not wolf. Not forest. Not Josiah’s cursed villa. The air carries a faint sweetness, tinted with something metallic, like lavender steeped in blood.Where… am I?I try to move, but my body refuses. My limbs feel as if they are filled with molten iron. A low groan escapes my throat, small, pathetic and nothing like the storm I had been when I fought Agatha.Agatha.The memory hits like lightning, white light, my power burning too hot, the forest ripping apart around us, her scream swallowed by the earth itself. I had won. And then I had lost… not to her, but to myself. To the exhaustion. To the overload of power that felt too big for my veins and that's why Seraphine was able to take me.While fighting with Serpahine, I remember darkness. Falling.And t
A Second Chance: My Twin Mates 155. The Fracture of a King That Never Was
JosiahThe morning began with a kind of triumph humming in my bones.It had been nearly a three days since I brought Mia home… my home, my territory, my throne, and the knowledge of her presence within my borders had wrapped around me like a warm, intoxicating cloak. Everything I had dreamed of, planned for, fought for… it was all finally aligning. I could almost taste the future.My future with her.I stood before the mirror in my private study, adjusting the dark embroidered jacket I had chosen for today’s council gathering. The fabric was deep crimson, my pack’s new color, the color of rebirth, and the threads shimmered faintly with the sigil I had designed myself.A king should look like a king long before the crown touched his head.I smoothed the collar, tilting my head, watching the man reflected back at me.Strong.Destined.Chosen.“Mia will see it soon,” I murmured to my reflection. “She’ll understand. She’ll stop fighting me once I show her what we could become together.”S
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