ログインAluna’s POVI don’t remember exactly when the world softened around me, only that at some point the weight I had been carrying all day, all week, all my life, finally stopped standing so sharp inside my chest and started to blur into something quieter, something I could breathe through instead of choke on.Dalton didn’t ask me to speak.He didn’t try to fix anything with words that would have sounded too small for what I was feeling anyway.He simply stayed.Close enough that I could feel him even when my eyes were closed, steady enough that my thoughts stopped scattering in every direction, and when my fingers curled weakly into his shirt, he didn’t move away from the grip like I was something fragile to be corrected.I don’t know when my breathing slowed.I don’t know when exhaustion finally pulled me under.Only that sleep came like a slow surrender, not from peace, but from the fact that I could not hold myself together any longer without breaking.And in that space where everythi
Dalton’s POVI felt her break before I even reached the door, not in imagination or assumption but in the bond itself, that sudden tightening in my chest like something inside her had cracked open too fast for her to hold together, followed by a silence that didn’t feel empty but dangerously fragile, the kind that only comes after a person has run out of ways to hold themselves up.I didn’t knock.I didn’t wait.The door gave under my hand and the first thing I saw was her.Aluna.Sitting on the floor with her back slightly against the door like it was the only thing keeping her upright, her shoulders drawn inward in a way that didn’t belong to the version of her I was used to seeing in the hall, not the Luna they were beginning to recognize, but the girl who had just been pulled back into something she had fought hard to escape.Rebecca was beside her.Silent now.But her face told enough.Guilt, not surface level, not performative, but the kind that settles into a person after they
Aluna’s POVThe door closed behind me softly and the sound. It felt like something inside me had been opened without permission. I didn’t run far after leaving the hall. My legs already knew the way.The corridor blurred slightly as I moved through it, not because I was in a hurry, but because my body wasn’t fully obeying me anymore. It was like the past had stepped forward and taken control of my breathing.By the time I reached my room, my hand was shaking on the handle. And when I stepped inside… It didn’t stop.It got worse.The silence in the room didn’t comfort me.It exposed me. I closed the door behind me and leaned against it slowly, my back pressing into the wood like it could hold me together.But it didn’t.Because the moment my eyes stopped moving, the memories came back properly.Full presence.Like it was happening again.Wilson’s expression when he rejected me in front of everyone. Grace standing beside him like she had always belonged there more than I did.The laught
Aluna's POV I couldn’t believe today was finally here. It didn’t feel like celebration, it felt like pressure building under skin stretched too tightly, like the world had decided to stay still just long enough for me to feel everything I had ever buried all at once, every breath I took carrying the weight of awareness that there was no turning back from this moment, no version of me that could step out of it unchanged.Dalton walked beside me without hesitation. That alone was dangerous in a waly I didn’t have words for, because when he moved like that, like nothing in the world could shake him, I started forgetting how to fall apart properly, forgetting how to doubt without feeling like I was betraying something that had already chosen me.The ceremonial hall was already filled when we entered. Wolves from every major territory stood in ordered clusters, representatives of packs I had only ever heard of in fear or rumor, eyes turning as we passed through them, measuring, judging, r
Aluna’s POVBy the time evening came, I had learned two things.First, Rebecca was far more dangerous than she looked when she decided something mattered.Second, wedding preparations somehow managed to swallow an entire day without asking permission.I had been measured, turned, examined, made to stand still, made to walk, made to lift my chin, lower my shoulders, and at some point I had become convinced they all enjoyed watching me suffer.By the time I finally escaped the living room, my head felt full.Not in a bad way.Just… full.Voices still drifted faintly from downstairs as I walked through the corridor. The house was softer now. Evening light spilled through the tall windows, turning the walls golden. Somewhere farther away, someone laughed. A door opened. Closed. The quiet after movement.I should have felt tired.Instead, I felt strangely awake.Maybe because for the first time all day I was alone with my thoughts. And that was dangerous. Because the moment I was alone, ev
Aluna’s POVThe warmth of that moment stayed with me even after we stepped out of the room.It lingered in the quiet space between us, in the way my skin still remembered his hands, in the way my pulse still refused to settle no matter how calmly I tried to breathe. Even now, walking beside him, I could still feel the weight of his mouth on mine, the heat of his touch, the look in his eyes just before that knock had pulled us back into the world.Jane stood a few steps away waiting for us, hands folded neatly in front of her. The moment her eyes lifted to me, I knew. That tiny flicker of amusement. That was the first warning.“Alpha. Luna,” she greeted softly.Dalton’s hand was still loosely around mine. His thumb brushed once against my knuckles before letting go.“What is it?” he asked.“Rebecca asked me to bring Luna,” Jane said. “They are ready.”For a second I only blinked. “Ready?”Jane’s mouth curved slightly. “For your fitting.”The fitting. The wedding. The word still landed
Dalton’s POVThe sound of fists colliding echoed across the training grounds long before the sun fully claimed the sky. Dust rose with every fall. Sweat burned into open cuts. The scent of iron and dominance lingered thick in the air. I liked it that way. Controlled chaos. Measured brutality. Prepa
ALUNA'S POVI no longer cry about what I lost.I no longer question why I was different.I just breathe.And survive.“Move!”The sharp bark of a voice shattered the fragile quiet I had wrapped around myself.The world rushed back in.We were already outside. The cold morning air brushed against my
DALTON'S POVA knock sounded against my study door just as dawn began to stretch pale fingers across the horizon. I had not slept. The candles beside my desk had burned low, wax pooling around the silver holders, and the maps before me were scattered with markers that did not sit right.“Come in,”
ALUNA'S POV When I finally tore my gaze away from the land and forced myself to look back at Alpha Ryder, I saw him walking away with his beta as though nothing significant had just happened. As though a life had not been ended in front of us. His steps were unhurried, confident, the stride of a m







