You saw it, didn’t you? The silver light under her skin. The way the crowd moved like puppets. The one pair of eyes that didn’t look away. She’s not just a werewolf and a human all at the same time. And Morgan knows it now, too. But they’re not ready for what’s coming. Stay with me if you want to find out: 💀 Who is the man in the hoodie? 🌕 Why is Alora’s power growing? 🩸 And what ancient force has just been awakened inside her? You’ve only seen the beginning… and trust me, it gets darker from here.
Alora’s POVAs soon as we stepped out, I saw Jones standing outside with Selene and Leo.On seeing me, he gave me his widest smile and drew closer to envelop me in a warm hug.“I’ve missed you so much, Luna” he whispered in my ears, making me blush. The second I pulled away, I felt Morgan watching me.“Nice to see you again, Harry,” I said, turning my attention to him.He nodded ‘Likewise Luna”The word Luna grated at me, since I was not sure if that title would fit with Violet still in the picture, but I ignored the feeling and turned my attention back to the task at hand.Morgan’s eyes burned into me while the dean was trying to tell him something I wasn't sure he was listening to.He stood only a few feet away from me, hands in his pockets, his jaw clenching and unclenching.I forced myself to look away from the intensity of his gaze.A faculty member in a gray suit stepped up with a smile. “Mr. Blackwood, would you like a quick tour of our medical facilities? It would be an honor t
One Week LaterAlora’s POVWe arrived at the event center of the university dressed elegantly in our beautiful outfits. I wore a lilac purple floor-length gown that showed my curves from the waist down but flared from the thigh down. The tail of the gown was adorned with a soft silky tulle lace that was also used for the sleeves and also at the sides.My hair was parted at the side and bobbed with a few strands softly framing my face. I had on a long dangling silver earring, silver strap sandals and a silver purse to match the outfit. The only piece of jewelry I had on my neck was the wolf pendant Morgan had given me, and somehow, I noticed it went with almost all my outfits, so I let it hang on my neck.Phoebe also looked elegant in her bodycon blue gown that enhanced her already perfect curves. The dress had a high slit, and she accessorized it with a silver necklace, earrings and silver heels that were daring. It wasn't her usual go-to outfit, but it brought out her shape and mad
Alora’s POV“What do you want to know about Mike”? She asked, her voice shaking a little.“Are you in love with your brother”?At the question, her head snapped, and she pinned me with a glare.“What the hell Lo?” She frowned.“Am I lying or seeing things”?“You’re definitely seeing things”“Denial is a river in Egypt” I said, trying to lighten up the mood, but she didn’t smile. She looked frightened.Then I became serious and reached for her hand. She let me take it.“Hey Phoebe, I laid out my heart to you, and you helped me to feel better. Maybe I can do the same for you too?”She heaved a sigh. “Okay fine, I used to have a crush on my brother…no step-brother because saying brother sounds like I’m crazy. Actually, it was more than a crush. When he first came to live with us, I thought I was in love. I used to wait for him. Clean his room. Pretend I didn’t hear the girls and boys he brought home.” She paused and shuddered. I felt the tremor going through her.“I’m not proud of it,” s
Alora’s POVI sat in Phoebe’s room looking out the window, my mind drifting towards everything that had occurred recently in my life. The sun was shining, after so many days of rain, but I didn't feel the warmth of it. My heart ached for Morgan without my permission. I had gotten so used to him already that it was hard not seeing him or hearing his voice for a whole week. It's been more than a week without him and I felt like an addict who was going through withdrawal. And the nights were the worst. I hadn’t slept properly since everything happened, and most nights, I ended up crawling into Phoebe’s bed just so I would stop seeing him in my room, in the living room, and everywhere.The only reason I was still hanging out at Selene’s house was because I didn't have enough money to get my own place yet. I had gone through several interviews but none of them were good enough or could afford me the funds I needed to take care of myself and Leo and still complete my studies.Phoebe wa
Morgan’s POVI felt Harry’s hands on my shoulders, and I looked up at him. “Patience Alpha”, his voice came through the mind link.I heaved a sigh and sat down.When the Sage saw that I was calm, he began his speech.“Now, the next matter we would table with the council is the matter of your fated mate, which may turn out to be Luna in the near future.He heaved a sigh, “Alora is a hybrid. We saw what happened during her shift. She walked on two legs. Her fur… silver with streaks of blue. That is not natural.”My hands curled into fists.“She is a moon-born according to the high priestess,” he continued, “but as good as that sounds, moonborns are rare for a reason. Their power is unpredictable. If she becomes Luna, and her strength clashes with yours during bonding…what happens to the balance of the kingdom?”“You’re afraid of her,” I said, voice low. “Because she’s not like you.”“We are afraid of the unknown,” the Sage said calmly. “And your duty is to this pack, not to a she-wolf
Morgan POVThe council chamber was cold and, for the first time since I lost my parents on that dreadful day, I wished my father was still alive, showing me the way and telling me what to do and which step to take at this point in my life. It's been three days since I found out I was going to be a father. Now here I was in the council of elders, their eyes watching and judging what they knew nothing about.I stood at the center of the room. The same one where war strategies had been drawn, treaties signed, and death sentences passed. Today, it was me under trial.Twelve elders sat in their usual crescent. The Sage wore a priestly robe that I believed would feel as heavy as the judgments that he would pass on me.My brother, Jones, stood quietly to the side, arms folded, while Harry stood behind me, his eyes darting from one elder to another, his stance protective, as if he could protect me from what was coming.Then my eyes locked on Violet, the thorn in my flesh. She sat close to h