MasukAluna’s POVMy eyes were still adjusting when the world settled back into itself, the quiet of the room wrapping around me again, but something was different, not outside, not in the space around me, but in me, like something had shifted into place so completely that I could not even recognize the version of myself from before.And then I saw him.Dalton.Too close.His hands were on me, firm, steady, like he had been holding me there for a while, his eyes searching mine with something raw, something unguarded that made my breath catch.Worry.Real worry.I blinked slowly, my brows drawing together as confusion settled in. “What… what is happening?” My voice came out softer than I expected, still adjusting, still grounding myself in reality. “Why are you looking at me like that?”His grip tightened slightly, not enough to hurt, just enough to make me aware of it. “You were burning.”I stilled.“What?”“You were actually burning, Aluna,” he said, his voice lower now, controlled, but I
Aluna’s POVFor a moment, I hesitated, not because I did not want it, but because something inside me understood that once I stepped into this, there would be no going back, no pretending I was still the same girl who did not know what she was, no hiding behind confusion or fear, and yet… I was tired of standing at the edge of myself, tired of feeling like something vast lived inside me while I remained small, so I lifted my gaze to her and nodded slowly, the words leaving me quieter than I expected but steadier than I felt.“Yes.”Her eyes did not soften, but something in them acknowledged my answer, and that alone made my chest tighten slightly, not from fear, but from the weight of what was about to begin.“Then we start with fire,” Selun said.My gaze shifted to the pillar again, the one that pulsed with a controlled, living heat, and this time it did not feel distant or intimidating, it felt… familiar, like something calling to me in a language I did not yet understand but someh
Aluna’s POVFor a long moment my guides voice faded into me, I did not move, because everything still felt too alive inside my body, too awake, too real in a way I was not used to carrying, as if the world itself had quietly expanded and I had no choice but to grow with it. The five pillars still stood before me, Earth, Water, Fire, Cryostyx and Healing, each one steady in its own presence, but now they no longer felt like something outside of me, they felt familiar, like they were responding to something I had finally stopped denying within myself. I slowly stepped forward without thinking, my fingers lifting slightly as if I could feel them without touching them, and I realized my body was no longer reacting like before, no longer hesitating or shrinking back, it was simply… responding.“I can feel them differently now,” I said quietly, my voice softer than I expected, not because I was weak but because something in me had quieted enough to notice everything more clearly.Then it
Aluna’s POVThe moment I turned, I saw her.She stood a few steps away from me, still and composed, her presence no longer unstable or fading like before, but fully present now, like she had finally settled into herself in a way that made my chest tighten slightly without fear, only awareness, because I recognized her immediately even though something about her felt more real than the last time I saw her.“You came,” I said softly, my voice careful but certain.Her gaze met mine directly, calm and unshaken. “You called.”That answer made something inside me settle in a way I did not fully understand yet, like a missing thread had been acknowledged rather than explained.I took a small step forward without thinking too deeply about it. “Are you my wolf?”“No,” she said without hesitation.The word should have shaken me, but it did not, not the way I expected.“I was surprised I had one.” I swallowed slightly. “I was told I did not have one.”Her expression did not change much, but her
Aluna’s POVI woke up suddenly, my breath uneven and my chest rising too fast like I had been running. My fingers tightened against the sheets as I tried to steady myself, my heart still pounding from what I had just experienced. It did not feel like a dream. It felt real. Too real.For a moment, I just sat there, staring into nothing as the memory replayed in my mind. The voice. The presence. The wolf. The way it looked at me like it had always known me. Like it had been waiting.My hand slowly moved to my chest, pressing lightly as if I could still feel it there. Something inside me had changed. I could feel it. Not physically, but deeply. Like something that had always been asleep had finally opened its eyes.“That was not a dream…” I whispered to myself, my voice barely audible.The thought alone made my chest tighten again, not out of fear, but out of something I did not fully understand yet.I turned slightly and looked beside me. Dalton was still asleep, his expression calm, hi
Aluna’s POVThe guards did not hesitate when Dalton gave the order, and I stood there, still trying to steady my breathing as they pulled Vanessa away. She struggled for only a second before something in her seemed to break, not into submission, but into a silent, burning resentment that I could feel brush against my senses as she passed. Her eyes flickered to me once, sharp and filled with something dangerous, and then she was gone. The door closed behind her, and the room felt different, quieter, but not lighter, as if something heavy had simply shifted instead of disappearing.I remained where I was, my thoughts tangled and unsettled, my chest still tight from everything that had just happened, when Dalton turned to me. His presence moved closer, steady and controlled, but there was something beneath it now, something more personal, something I could not ignore.“You should not have had to deal with that,” he said, his voice calm but carrying weight.I swallowed and forced myself
Dalton’s POVThe tremor fades, but I remain standing at the entrance of the meeting chamber long after the elders have gone.The corridor is quiet now. Torches flicker against stone walls. Outside the tall arched window at the end of the hall, the western horizon stretches wide and dark, trees sway
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,”







