The dorm room was still half-organized, with duffel bags flopped open on the floor and half-unpacked boxes lining the shelves.
Moonshine College had assigned Lily and Maya a cozy two-bed room on the second floor of Luna Hall, a sleek, modern building that housed most of the female shifters on campus. The sun had dipped below the horizon hours ago, but the soft amber glow of their desk lamps lit up the space as the two girls sat cross-legged on their respective beds, laptops perched in front of them. "Okay, she's calling now," Maya said, her voice filled with excitement as the screen flickered and Lexa's familiar face appeared on the video call. Lexa was lounging on a beach chair, palm trees swaying behind her and the sound of ocean waves crashing faintly in the background. She wore oversized sunglasses and her long hair was braided loosely over one shoulder, a drink with a tiny umbrella in one hand. "Finally," Lexa drawled. "I was beginning to think you two forgot about me." "Lexa!" Lily beamed. "You look so good! And that view—where are you again?" "Turks and Caicos," Lexa said casually, taking a long sip of her drink. "Lucian needed a break. So did I, to be honest. Rebuilding a pack from the ground up? Not as glamorous as it sounds." Maya chuckled, leaning closer to the screen. "We didn’t forget about you, Miss World Traveler. Some of us are still settling into campus life." Lexa smirked. "Campus life. I remember those days. Well, not really. I skipped that part and went straight into the chaos. But I’m glad you two are finally living it. Especially you, Lily." Lily smiled, a soft blush coloring her cheeks. "It feels surreal, honestly. Even though it’s sophomore year, this is my first time really experiencing it. Last year was just... homeschooling, Luna training, and more Luna training with Ariel." Lexa lifted her sunglasses and narrowed her eyes. "So? How are the Alpha twins? Still attached to your hip?" Maya burst out laughing. "Attached is an understatement. They're glued to her." Lily rolled her eyes, though her smile didn’t fade. "They just want to make sure I'm okay. You know how they are. I told them I didn’t want bodyguards following me around campus, so now they're playing tour guides." Lexa snorted. "Of course they are. Typical Alpha overprotectiveness. Don’t let them smother you. Remember, you’re the Luna, not some fragile flower." Lily laughed. "Yes, Mom." Maya grinned. "You should’ve seen her earlier. She was nearly run over by a car." Lexa’s drink halted mid-air. Her expression turned stone cold. "What?" "Maya," Lily groaned. "It wasn’t that serious." "You almost got run over and you're calling that not serious?" Lexa snapped. "Who was it? Give me a license plate number, the car make and model. I'll track them down myself." Lucian's voice was faint in the background. "Is she plotting a hit again?" He asked. "Shush, Lucian," Lexa called over her shoulder before turning back to the screen. "Lily, I’m serious. You’re the Luna of our pack. You can’t be careless." Lily sighed, touched by Lexa’s concern. "I promise I’ll be careful. Someone saved me just in time. A girl named Lena." Lexa arched an eyebrow. "Lena?" "Yeah," Maya chimed in. "She pulled Lily back right before the car sped by." Lexa leaned back, her gaze thoughtful. "Well, thank her for me. But still, be on guard. Weird things happen around Lunas, especially ones that shine as bright as you do." Lily smiled, a little warmth in her chest. "Thanks, Lexa. I appreciate you both looking out for me." "Always," Maya said, nudging Lily with her foot. Just then, there was a soft knock at the door. Lily frowned. "Who could that be this late?" Maya shrugged. "Maybe Lucas and Liam wanting to interrupt girl time?" "Send them away, I'm still talking" Lexa said before taking another sip of her drink. Lily got off the bed and walked over, adjusting her oversized hoodie. She opened the door and blinked in surprise. "Lena?" Lena stood there, a sweet smile on her face, holding a pastel pink box tied with a silver ribbon. Her dark hair was pinned up in a loose bun, and her eyes sparkled under the corridor lights. "Hi, Lily," she said warmly. "Sorry if this is too late. I just wanted to officially welcome you to campus." Lily smiled, pleasantly surprised. "That’s so thoughtful. Thank you." "Cupcakes," Lena said, holding up the box. "My roommate is a baker and we had some extras. I thought you and your roommate might like a sweet treat." Lily took the box, the faint scent of vanilla and strawberries coming from it. "That's really sweet of you. Come in! We were just on a video call with a friend." Lena shook her head. "Oh, I don’t want to intrude. I just wanted to drop this off and say hi. I’ve heard a lot about you. Luna Lily, right?" Lily chuckled. "You can just call me Lily." Lena smiled wider. "Well, Lily, I hope we can be friends. I'm really glad I got to meet you today." Lily felt a spark of genuine happiness. "I hope so too. Here, let me give you my number." They exchanged contacts quickly, and Lena turned to go. "Have a good night," she said with a wave. "You too," Lily replied, watching her walk down the hall before gently closing the door. When she turned back around, Maya was already hovering over the cupcake box. "Who was it?" Lexa’s voice rang out from the laptop. "Lena," Lily said, returning to her bed. "She brought cupcakes. Can you believe that?" Lexa raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Be careful. Kindness is lovely, but not everyone is what they seem." Lily nodded, her gaze drifting toward the door. "I know. But she seems really sweet." Unbeknownst to her, down the hall and out of view, Lena paused at the stairwell. Her smile remained, but her eyes glinted with something darker as she pulled out her phone and sent a text. "She took the bait. All according to plan." She hit send and disappeared down the stairs.The beach resort was alive in its own rhythm, even after the sun had fallen into the horizon. From the open-air lounge, laughter drifted like faint music, mingling with the mellow tunes played by a saxophonist near the bar. Lily stretched her arms above her head, the long day’s weariness finally catching up to her. She exchanged a smile with Maya as they stepped inside, their bare feet leaving faint trails of sand that quickly disappeared under the dim light.“It feels good to breathe without worrying who’s lurking in the shadows. Even if it’s for a couple seconds,” Lily said with a tired sigh. Her hair glinted in the glow, framing her face in soft waves.Maya chuckled, brushing strands of sea-tangled black hair out of her face. “Don’t jinx it. We’ve had one crisis after another. Poisoning, rogues, reporters…” Her tone grew sharper. “Sometimes I wonder if fate is deliberately cruel or if someone is pulling strings just to watch us squirm.”They moved toward the sleek bar counter,
The evening sun spilled its last golden drops across the sea, turning the waves into beautiful glassy silver panes. The open-air lounge of the resort buzzed faintly with distant laughter, clinking glasses, and the hum of waves rolling against the shore. Torches flickered in the sand, swaying with the warm breeze, their flames feeding the growing shadows.But in the far corner of the lounge, hidden behind a marble pillar and low-hanging fronds of palm leaves, silence settled like a blade suspended in the air.Lena stood perfectly still close to a roll of cushioned chair, her long fingers curled into tight fists by ger side. Her dark hair, tousled by the wind, framed a face that wore the mask of calm—but Clara could see the cracks forming underneath.Across from her, Clara leaned back lazily, though her eyes were anything but relaxed. They gleamed with the sharpness of someone who had just uncovered something powerful. Something dangerous.For several long seconds, neither of them spo
The ocean was an endless, restless drumbeat in the background, waves rolling in and breaking against the stretch of golden sand below the cliffside resort. Lanterns swayed in the salty breeze that cut through the open-air lounge, their glow dim and honey-soft against the descending evening. Guests moved like silhouettes—laughing, flirting, sipping wine as if the world itself was a feast laid out just for them.But Lena felt none of that ease. She remained standing in a corner of the lounge, her stance angled just enough to keep her sightline wide. The taste of her conversation with Ethan still clung bitterly to her tongue, and no amount of wine could wash it away, but she had not problem trying to make it work.She ordered for a drink from the bar and gulped it down once. She also needed to prepare herself for the inevitable conversation she dreaded.She ordered for another and took her time to drink it. She turned her glass slowly in her hand, the red liquid catching the light lik
The lounge by the sea was painted in shades of serenity. Low couches, dressed in pale beige cushions, formed a loose circle that faced the endless stretch of water. Lucas leaned back against the cushions, one hand curled lazily around a sweating glass of lemonade, his other arm stretched along the top of the couch. Beside him, Liam was nursing a drink with a lime wedge floating near the rim, his posture far more composed but no less relaxed. Lily had slipped off her sandals and tucked her legs beneath her, sipping from a cocktail that carried the bright tang of pineapple and rum.Maya was laughing at something Aiden had said, her bracelets jingling softly whenever she gestured with her hand. Graham sat with his arm draped casually over her shoulders, though his expression was one of quiet thought rather than laughter. Aiden was tipping back his drink as though the golden liquid was simply water.The six of them looked almost like ordinary college friends enjoying a seaside break.
The resort’s common lounge opened into a wide expanse of open-air elegance. Glass walls slid apart to reveal the gentle sweep of the beach, where the tide lapped against golden sand in a rhythm almost too calm for the stormy undercurrents of wolf politics unfolding within.Guests lounged across wicker chairs draped in pale cushions, sipping colorful drinks that glittered in the late afternoon light. The scent of grilled seafood and coconut oils clung to the air, mixed with the faint smell of saltwater. The ceiling fans spun lazily, though the sea breeze did most of the work in keeping the space cool.Ethan was already there, sprawled with calculated ease on one of the resort’s cushioned loungers near the bar. His posture screamed confidence, as if he owned the place, his shirt unbuttoned just enough to show off sculpted muscles that caught a few curious glances from passing women. A glass of something dark and expensive sat in his hand, condensation dripping lazily down its side.
The sun had already begun its slow descent, dipping into the horizon and painting the ocean in golds and purples. The salty breeze carried with it the faint music from the resort’s beachside bar, a soft hum of laughter, clinking glasses, and the gentle crash of waves. After the chaos of the day, the defeat of the Crescent rogues, the confrontation with Clara, the world finally seemed still. Almost too still.The group had gathered in one of the lounge areas of the resort, a half-circle of cushioned seats facing the sea. For once, no one was standing guard. No one was running. It was a chance to breathe.Lucas leaned back, a tall glass of champagne in his hand, though his gaze was far away, his jaw tight. Beside him, Liam stretched out his legs, ever the picture of confidence but his eyes betrayed the storm underneath. Lily sat between the Alpha twins, her presence grounding them both, her hand brushing Lucas’s shoulder every so often as if to remind him he was still here, still w