Return of the Luna and the last Lycan clan

If you had asked me a week ago “how are you Brooke?” Just a simple question, one I would have replied with “on top of the world… amazing, couldn’t be better”.If you asked me that now… not only would I answer with something completely opposite,like... 'I want to die inside!' or, I’d probably cry before I could even utter any words. It all happened so fast, it all fell apart so quickly, right before my eyes, and I didn’t know how to stop it, or even if I could stop it.They came when we least expected it, when we had less guards patrolling than usual, just for one night, just for one special occasion, something to celebrate the future for us all. We were all so happy, merry, tucking into the delicious canapés that were so thoughtfully put together by our palace omega and expert chefs. The champagne bubbles filled our glasses, topped up regularly by our dedicated waiters. All of us women dressed in our best gowns, especially bought or made just for this one occasion, and the men looked l

We all sat in the simply built hall, eating our food in almost silence, apart from the occasional whispers or coughing, we all looked so defeated and empty. The room was bare, with just a few lamps on the white painted walls and mahogany tables set around the room, though only few of us filled them.There was only one hundred of us here, which felt like nothing compared to the five hundred we had been used to mingling and living with every day on our pack. We didn’t know if they were all dead or if more got out but ran for the nearest human town instead of here, we didn’t even know what would become of us, where our future lay and if we’d ever be able to set foot on our old pack lands again. Everything had been ripped away in the blink of an eye and we had more questions than answersAunty Emma, Uncle Max and a few others kept suggesting we moved on, and at first I felt the same way. We could use our blending ability to our benefit and live within human territory. But it wasn’t as eas

We spent three days walking and hiking through muddy terrains, grass several feet taller than us, we pushed on through in the stormy rain and winds, sleeping and resting under make-shift shelters we’d quickly thrown together. If that wasn’t bad enough, I don’t think my pack were too keen on how strict I had become with them. I understood that we were all hungry from walking so far every day, but they’d scour through the only food rations we had bought with us as if we had an endless supply in the bottom of our bags! They’d refuse to move when it was too wet or cold or winge about how dirty their shoes and clothes were, and sometimes I nearly lost my patience! I’d try so hard to remind them how vital it was that we kept moving, that we had enough food to last before I went back to the village for more. I’d tell them how we had faced much worse than what we were now. So many times they had shown just how privileged and sheltered they were whilst under my parents rule, and if I had becom

I looked on with a smile at the three new houses built and one of them I especially assigned to Lacey and her mother. I could see her old cheery self, coming back as she encouraged her heartbroken mother to be just as delighted as she was. She held her mother’s hand and led her inside to marvel at the furniture we’d managed to bring from the village.There was so much to feel more positive about now. In just two weeks we’d gotten better and quicker at building more homes and our hunting, along with the traps were keeping us all well fed. But there were still times throughout the day or night when it was all quiet that some of us would reflect on what we’d lost. Lacey’s mum, Annie, would cry a lot, missing her mate more than she could really bear, and of course, she wasn’t the only one to have lost someone she loved. There were quite a few of us here that would talk about the ones who didn’t escape, the guards that put their lives on the line with my parents. None of it stopped us thou

The man’s hands suddenly grabbed my waist and yanked me off of his shoulder, causing me to fall to the floor. He wrapped his hand around the back of my neck, as his friend just ahead opened the secret doorway… Shit! My heart thumped. I’m back! “Get to your feet now!” The man glowered as he tightened his grip.I gingerly got to my feet as he pushed me forward into the main hall, and I gulped at the foreboding feeling lurching in my stomach. My eyes darted toward the entrance doors at the spot where my mother had been ruthlessly killed. I inhaled a deep breath, pushing away the tears that were springing to my eyes. This room had always felt so bright and elegant, a place to socialise, dance, gather for plays and candlelit dinners my parents always arranged. We’d held so many ceremony’s here for fated and chosen mates, or mixers as a chance for all the singles to get better acquainted. But now, it looked so gloomy and dark, it had lost it’s joy and cheerful memories.They led me through