Rebirth Of A Broken Luna

Jessie's POV When my eyes opened, I expected nothing, yet I found myself staring into a world I could not recognize. My body trembled as I whispered to myself, “I thought I was dead… what am I still doing awake? Where is this place?”It was too quiet. No birds, no wind, no heartbeat, only the deafening echo of my own breath. Shadows danced along the edges of my vision, shifting shapes that vanished when I turned my head. My wolf, usually restless, was eerily silent within me, and that silence was worse than any scream.Fear clawed at me as I staggered forward, my footsteps echoing like thunder in the emptiness. “Why is it so deserted? Why does it feel like even time itself has died here?” I thought, my voice trembling in the hollow air.Then, without warning, a voice broke the silence, deep, haunting, and endless, as though it had been speaking since before time itself.“Of course you are dead, child. Welcome to Bamafida… where all spirits dwell.”The sound rolled across the barren l

Jessie's POV As I angrily dashed towards Derek and Gaty, a chilling voice whispered my name from the shadows. Just then, a sudden firm hand grabbed me, freezing me in my tracks. “I wouldn't do this if I were you,” a deep but warm voice whispered. The voice melted my heart, and I felt the rage in me slowly disappear. My wolf curled up, giving a mournful whining as I shifted back, falling into unseen arms. I looked up to see a man whose eyes were blue and bright like crystals, crystal-clear and piercing, as if they could look right through to your very soul. His lips were soft yet carried a quiet command, and his sharp jawline gave him a sculpted, almost untouchable presence. His broad shoulders stretched across a perfectly toned chest, every movement radiating strength and control. He looked simple, yet his masculinity spoke volumes, demanding attention without effort. His hands were strong, capable of both protection and destruction, and even standing still, he seemed ready to move

Ethan's POV For years, the prophecy haunted my dreams. At last, I was ready and set out to find the one name whispered by destiny, Jessie, the mate I had never met. “Brother, would you mind sitting over the affairs of the company for a while? I asked Dennis, my stepbrother, who had just come into my room. “Huh?” he spat out the gulp of juice that he had sipped from the glass of juice he was holding. “I know you heard me,” I immediately tucked my white shirt into my black trousers. “You are leaving, why?” he stared at my already packed boxes. “The prophecy, Dennis”. When I was conceived, the wolf seer had told my late mom and dad that I had been destined to marry outside our pack. “The prophecy? Why all of a sudden, though?” He pressed on. “I keep on getting this urge about it lately, and the prophecy has kept on ringing in my dreams stronger and stronger like I need to do something,” I breathed out. “Please help me with the sleeve's buttons”. “How are you going to find her? Y

Jessie's POVThe word "Mate" escaped my lips before I could stop it, echoing through the pack house like a sacred vow. My wolf moved with satisfaction, finally recognizing what she had been searching for all along. I felt Ethan's hand tighten around mine, so warm and reassuring, oh, how much I didn't want it to end, and for a brief moment, everything felt right in a world that had been so devastatingly wrong.Then I saw my father's face.Alpha Marcus stood frozen, his expression shifting from shock to confusion to something that looked almost like fear. My heart sank. This wasn't the joy I had expected to see. This wasn't the relief of a father watching his daughter find her destined mate. It was something entirely different, I know that look, I know my father.Behind him, Derek's face had gone red with barely contained rage, his jaw clenched so tightly I could practically hear his teeth grinding. Gaty stood beside him, pale as a ghost, her eyes darting between Derek and me like a tra

Jessie's POV He looked neat as always, his dark hair perfectly styled and his white shirt clean and crisp. I used to think he was handsome, but now all I could see was the monster hiding behind a handsome face."Jessie," he breathed, his voice full of concern as he crossed the room toward my bed. "Thank the goddess you are awake. I have been so worried."Gaty stood up immediately. "I will give you two some privacy," she said with a knowing smile that made my stomach turn. "Derek, don't tire her out too much. She needs rest.""Of course," Derek replied, never taking his eyes off me. "I will take good care of her."The door closed behind Gaty with a soft click, and suddenly the room felt smaller; the air was heavy. Derek moved closer, sitting on the edge of my bed where Gaty had been."How are you feeling?" he asked, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from my face.I forced myself not to move. "I am tired. So confused.""I can only imagine." His hand moved slowly near my cheek, his