Celestia stared at the bright scroll of love in front of her. It was so bright that she needed to tied it down with the golden lasso so that it won’t steal too much attention. Especially from her ever so curious daughter.
“It just keeps on getting more and more brighter.” She uttered to herself as she reached out and touch the lasso to open the scroll. She closed her eyes for a bit and let the light from the scroll engulfed her.
She sighed when it suddenly deemed out. She opened the scroll once again and saw the blessed boy’s face. Every second he stared at him, her gaze turns darker.
“You’re really something…” she whispered as she caressed the surface of the scroll where Morgan’s face was etched.
Morgan’s prominent features were drawn on the scrolls in the most detailed way possible. Every strand of his long hair, the fascinating thickness of his brows, his tantalizing eyes, and that kind-looki
“I can’t help her in this state, Morgan. I’ll go blind just looking at her.” “It’s only you who can go near her. We already vacated the packhouse. The injured ones were already attended to.” “Comfort her, Morgan. She never wanted this to happen. This is not her fault.” It was a disaster. She is that disaster. Amira hugged her knees closer to her chest as tears rolled down her face. She can feel the stars hovering over her glowing body as if calming her down. She can still hear the people outside the room talking
Amira looked up at the sky and stared at it with worry. Something is definitely going on. No matter how mad her mother could be, she would never reject such a message she sent her. That was her last straw and now that there was still no response from anyone in Bulan… she was sure. There is something wrong. She refuses to acknowledge all the negative thoughts plaguing her mind but that’s all she could think about right now. She felt so restless thinking that something happened to her mother. Goddess Celestia is not the best mother but she’s not that bad either. She took care of her, raised her well, and never abandoned her. She even pushed her down into this
“A penny for your thoughts?” Morgan’s soft and loving tone accompanied his warm arms that embraced Amira’s small body from behind. She was silently looking out the window, thinking about her current situation and wondering about her mother’s and companion’s situation up there in Bulan. She felt Morgan place a tender kiss on her shoulders before his arms around her tightened. “Is something bothering you?” he asked earning a sigh from the moon goddess. “I… I am worried about my mother,” she confessed. She immediately felt a quick stir in Morgan’s emotion before it completely vanish as he inhales her scent. &l
“We’re really sorry for all the trouble, moon goddess,” one of the councils apologized after their long conversation about the current state of Wolfpoint because of her presence. “It’s nothing. I’m grateful that you work hard in order to protect me and our people,” Amira answered gracefully. Her arms tangled across Morgan’s who was standing beside her, talking to another council. “It is our honor to serve the moon goddess—“ “Luna. She’s currently the luna of Crescent Walkers now,” Morgan corrected, earning an affectionate smile from his mate who even rested her head on his shoulder. The councilors conceded with Morgan’s overwhelming alpha aura and nodded apologetically. “Our apologies.”  
Amira woke up feeling Morgan’s butterfly kisses on her face. She snuggled closer to his chest to feel his warmth. Her body felt sore all over but she actually feels good. Her body felt lighter than ever and the smile on her lips can’t help but appear as she felt her mate’s loving touches. She fell asleep naked last night but she woke up wearing the very same dress she had stripped off in front of Morgan. He probably dressed her up to make her comfortable. “Is it morning already?” she asked while her face was buried on his bare chest. “Uhuh…” he answered in a sweet voice. “You seem to be in a good mood,” she pointed out before looking up to meet his gaze.
Amira felt the cold breeze of the afternoon air. Although the sun remains hidden behind the bright full moon, the afternoon breeze is still evident in the air. Especially as she felt Morgan jumping from one tree to another with an unimaginable speed. “Are you alright? Am I going too fast—“ “I can’t wait to feel you,” Amira whispered by Morgan’s neck to cut him off. It was actually uncomfortable being carried while running and jumping at the speed of light but she knew her mate better. Once she mentioned her discomfort about the situation, he would stop everything and his prior intentions would be buried deep down in his mind again.