LOGIN“Druida, did you hear me? What are you doing? Where are they going?! MISSY COME BACK HERE!” Silvan screams. “Sit down and shut up, Silvan. You are a pathetic disgrace right now.” I tell him, waving my hand at the chair, which buckles his knees so he falls into it. “A.. What did you just call me woman?!” He hiss, glaring at me. I unleash some of the power he felt yesterday, staring him directly in the eyes. “I said you are a pathetic disgrace right now. Shut up and listen. How the fuck do you think they died?” I ask him harshly, almost facepalming myself. Silvan’s eye darkens in rage. “Jessica.” She traveled back in time to save her brother from becoming evil and her parents from dying, but now she finds herself in the middle of the enemy camp, close to high ranking officers and the stakes are higher than before. Druida means Wise One, that that is exactly what she needs to be if she wants to do what she came back for. Her mission is simple, but is it? She came back with one objective, not calculating on the Faiths putting twists in her way. She does not count on meeting people she'll get close to, not counting on meeting her mate nor counting on how difficult it is to keep the knowledge from the future to herself when she confronted with the parents she is so desperately trying to save. Will she succeed and save the future for herself, her brother and her entire family, or will she return to a future where things are worse than how she left them? Only time will tell, and everything is at stake in this thrilling sequel to His Magic Luna.
View MoreElder Richard P.O.V.
Iron Mountain pack
“Papa?” I look up from the concerning papers on my desk to see my adopted son Allen in the door to my office, rubbing his eyes and hiding in the doorframe.
“Allen, aren’t you supposed to be sleeping m’boy?” I ask, opening my arms for him. He runs into them, snuggling in close and sighing. I kiss his hair and close my eyes for a second, just relishing in his sweet child smell and the warmth of his presence.
“I had a nightmare.” He whispers, his body trembling at the memory. I snuggle him closer, waiting for him to continue. It’s not the first time he has had a nightmare, and he always tells us what it is.
This time though he doesn't seem like he is willing to tell me. Maybe he just needed to get some snuggles and see that whatever he dreamed is not real?
“Alpha says we are going to war.” He says finally and I sigh. So that is what is on his mind. Usually it’s nightmares from his time back in Blackmoon, before Liam and Maddison knew he and his friends and sister existed.
Allen, Amelia, Gendry and the twins Tim and Tom are all adopted by me and my mate Harriet. We also legally adopted their older siblings even though Gabriella and Oliver were 18 and Flora was 16, we asked them and they accepted our offer. It was a mouthful for me as I already had adult children I had not done so well with; Rick and Jessica.
“Papa?” Allen’s voice brings me out of my thoughts. I smile down at him. He is a daddy’s boy for sure, and I love every minute of it. He and the others are my second chance at being a father and doing a proper job, as Harriet is my second chance mate.
“I don’t know if we are going to war, little man.” I answer softly, kissing his forehead. He frowns.
“Some say it’s because of Luna Maddie. Why is it because of her? She is nice. I like her and Alpha Liam.” I grin down at him. I know he likes Maddison and Liam. All of the kids adore their former Alpha and Luna.
“Bad people will say anything to blame others for their own mistakes, buddy.”
“But..” He stops a second. “Papa, can you tell me the story about Luna Maddie and how she became Luna?” I chuckle. He is stalling going back to bed.
A noise from the door makes me look up and there are all the other kids and Harriet. She is smiling and looking at me with so much love.
“Please papa.” Tim and Tom say together, making both Harriet and I laugh.
“Alright. Come on.” I stand with Allen in my arms, leading them to the living room of our big house.
“When Luna Maddison was a little girl she was accused of a crime she didn’t do and the evil Alpha of this very pack threw her out without cause.” The kids do not know that former Alpha is me, and they won’t know before they understand I’m changed and we have worked through those issues. I’m not proud of my actions back then, and would do everything different if I could travel back in time.
“Luna lived in a cave and brave Azlela came to her with food, company and teaching. She stayed by Luna’s side, traveling back and forth between the cave and Iron Mountain, until the day the Alpha’s son took over the pack and he imprisoned her in another pack to hide her, and told the world she was dead.” The children gasp, although they have heard this story a million times. It’s their favorite.
“Luna was heartbroken, but she pushed on and after her 19th birthday she met her mate; Alpha Liam.” All the kiddos cheer. “She was not going to just go with him so he had to work for it. He met her animal friends and convinced her along with his mother that he was different. Luna finally believed him and went back to Blackmoon pack to be with him, but evil Shyla didn’t like that one bit. Neither did Alpha Rick of Iron Mountain when he found out. He and his sister had killed a rogue girl years before to convince the world Luna was dead, so when she wasn’t he knew they were in trouble.” Gendry raises his hand and I nod to him with a smile.
“And Luna met Alpha Balder again!” He says excitedly. I smile and Harriet continues with the story. Gendry is right though. Rick brought Balder, who was his Beta at the time, to the Blackmoon pack and there he met his sister again. They reconciled then and there and Maddison forgave him everything. Like she forgave me, her parents and everyone else who ever wronged her - except my children. They never changed, never realised their mistake and Rick even had her kidnapped and brought to the Red River pack, which does not exist anymore as all the members moved to either Iron Mountain, Blackmoon or their original hompack.
Rick and Jessica tried one more trick, not willing to give up. They attacked Blackmoon along with the Forest Coven, which is living in peace in our packgrounds these days because their Mother and Maiden are living here. Lilliana, Maiden of the Forest Coven, is the Luna of Iron Mountain. Her half-sister Eileen tried to kill their mother and take the Coven by force, wanting to kill Maddison and all werewolves. Jessica wanted to kill Maddison and take Liam by force and Rick wanted to kill Liam and take Maddison by force.
I don’t even know how I went so wrong with them, but I’m determined to not repeat that with these kids, and so far I’m doing good.
After the fight at Blackmoon Jessica escaped. Maddison was furious, but we promised each other to keep an eye out for her, the former Alpha of Red River, Tywin, and the band of misfits we know they are trying to get together. The Elder Council promoted me because of all the good I’ve done and all the changes I’ve shown. Balder decided to keep me as the Elder of Iron Mountain, and I’m forever grateful to him for that.
“Papa?” I smile at Amelia, zoning back in.
“Yes, princess?” I ask, making her giggle.
“Are you going to fight baddies?” She asks, her eyes wide. Baddies. That must come from either Lillie or Adria. I snort with a smile.
“I will fight if it comes down to an all out way, sweetheart. But we are trying to prevent it. Do you know what that means?” She shakes her head. “It means we are trying to make it not happen. We are trying to find the bad people and take them down before it ends in fighting.” She nods.
“Luna Maddie is a badass.” Gendry exclaims, his eyes blazing. Definitely either Lillie, Adria or Ilisa. Ilisa found Cassian in the forest the night Balder took his new Beta couple to Blackmoon to be introduced. She had felt him ever since the day he became of age, but her instincts told her to find him now. She did and it was game over for the Gamma boy. Ilisa is a panther shifter and a real badass, and takes less nonsense than Maddison.
“Luna Maddison is a badass, son. But that is not something we say before we are at least 15.” I answer with a laugh.
“Why would Jessica want her dead?” Allen asks, by far our most sensitive and logical child of all of them.
“She wanted something that does not belong to her, son, and she will never get it. Luna Maddison is strong, smart, beautiful and resourceful.” I answer, Harriet smiling and nodding.
“What if she did die, papa?” I take a deep breath. I’m not really sure Liam or Blackmoon would ever survive losing that woman. She is their everything, and Liam would most likely go down a very dark path, unless he can focus on their kids.
“That would be bad.” I just say. Not wanting to think about it.
“Papa.” Amelia asks, getting my attention. Her eyes are wide and frightened. “What happens if they both die?” I choke on air. Fuck! If both Maddison and Liam die. I don’t even want to entertain that thought.
“They won’t, princess. They are both very strong, and Luna has magic on her side, remember?” All the children nod, and we talk about happier things, drinking a cup of hot chocolate before tucking them in again.
I sit down with Harriet and she can see the haunting in my eyes. The ghosts of ‘what ifs’. She leans in close, putting her head over my heart, kissing my jaw.
“You said yourself, dear. She has magic, and Liam would never let anything happen to her, the pack or their kids. They are strong, and so are we.” I nod, taking a deep breath.
“I will talk to Balder in the morning nonetheless. We need a ‘what if’ plan in any case.” She looks at me. “There are people I don’t trust in the Council, and one of them has a particular interest in Blackmoon. He follows their every move, their every adventure to oppose bad Alpha’s and seems almost disappointed when Liam is back home safely.”
“You never said.” I shake my head, kissing her nose. “No, because I don’t want to think it Harriet. But if they die, if they are no longer there to protect those kids from bad influence. Do you know how much damage Micha can do if he turns to the dark side?” She shudders. “Now think about Mirage and Layla, but Mirage in particular. You know she is stronger than even her mother. She is Azlela incarnated, they have not doubt.” Her eyes widened.
“He wants..” I shrug.
“I don’t know, but I am going to keep an eye on him. On everything.”
Jessica P.O.V.Elisa chuckles, promising it won’t take long, and then she opens the secret passway in my room. I still have no idea how she does that, she doesn’t touch anything, and she doesn’t say anything. Is it an essence thing, a presence thing? It’s kind of driving me crazy. She leads me down the familiar stairs, the ones we have taken before. Then out the door leading directly to Anicka’s little realm pocket, where she is not really in our realm, but really not either. Very confusing. “Ah! Jessica and Elisa, welcome! Step closer, come on, don't be shy.” Anicka says, her dark melodic voice drawing you in with the promise of mischief and death in one breath. She is in a black skintight dress that’s flowing to the floor, and almost looks like it’s smoke when it floats around her feet. Her arms are bare, except for tattoos covering both arms from wrist to shoulder, and gold wrist bands. On her hands she has gold rings on three fingers in each hand, and golden hoops in her ears.
Jessica P.O.V.She has been gone for days now. It has to mean she’s dead. It just has to, I would be able to live it down if she came back alive and well, not after everything I’ve done to make sure everyone knows she is dead. I need her to be dead. Tywin smirks in my direction as I take another bite of lunch, ignoring Silvan’s ongoing monologue of boredom. He has been in an exceptionally good mood today, and I wonder what has brought this upon him? He is usually a sullen, growing piece of shit. Silvan turns his head to me, his brows knit together in a frown, and he accuses me of not listening to him. Well fuvking duh, dude, but I can’t very well tell him that. I have to play it nice at least for the foreseeable future, until Elisa can get the ritual for the mark removal under way. She has promised it will be done within the next full moon, which in a few days.“Sorry, I was lost in thought, Silvan. It wasn’t on purpose, I promise.” I tell him quietly, forgoing my usual snark and sar
Druida P.O.V.A man charges at me, and I block his punch with my arm, sweeping his feet from the ground, bursting his heart with my magic as he goes down. He is dead before he reaches the ground. I keep moving, wanting, needing, to find my mates and my parents. I look for my parents first, seeing them fight and work side by side. Someone is coming at my mom from the side, and I burst his heart as well, and he goes down the second she realises he is there. Her eyes search the camp, find me and nod gratefully. I can see her brain working, but I do not have the time to think more about it for now. If she works it out, then she does, and I’ll have to deal with it, but hopefully I can keep it from her for now. Men are running out of tents, shifting into dirty ragged wolves or just attacking with what they have within reach. All of them, or the majority of them, are naked. Ew. I could have been without the graphics of these small endowed species of the male kind, but beggars can’t be choo
Druida P.O.V. The pale grey of dawn always was a comfort for me, as it takes over from the penetrating darkness of night. Not that I do not like the night, I do; it’s quiet and I can get work done during the night that would never work in the day. But dawn always was my favourite part of the day; the perfect mix between night and day - quiet still, but promising noise soon, just not yet.I think back to my childhood, the one that is playing out right now in this timeline. The one where my father, who is talking quietly with my mother a little way from me, always found me whenever I snuck out of the packhouse during the dawn hours. Back to the times where mom and I talked, spared, trained magic and laughed during these quiet times, where her shoulders finally relaxed fully. Where she was just mom and not Luna, not someone who was always going somewhere, or talking to someone. My parents always made time for me and my siblings. Do not get me wrong. They were amazing parents. They were






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