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7: Alpha Says (1)

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Krista

After our conversation that day in the study, Jacob’s absence – both physically and emotionally – felt more obvious than ever. He’d been pulling away from me for days, but this was different. There was a finality in his silence, a sense that he’d already made up his mind, and every part of me screamed that I needed to stop him, but I didn’t know how. My body betrayed me at every turn—my strength slipping away day by day, as if it had decided I was better off lying down than standing up t
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  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   7: Alpha Says (2)

    KristaI forced myself to listen, trying to hide the bitterness bubbling inside me. Laurel’s warnings were probably well-intentioned, but it felt like she was undercutting me, feeding the pack’s fears without a thought for who needed to hear it or didn’t. I bit down on the urge to sigh. Laurel’s fear-mongering would affect even the youngest among us, the ones who should be kept far away from tales of rogue wolves lurking in the shadows.Thankfully, Serah moved on, filling the room with stories of the smaller dramas and petty feuds that made up the fabric of pack life. I nodded, listening to the familiar antics, and a flicker of peace filled my chest—until I noticed Jacob entering the room. The air shifted, my heart beating quicker as he looked at us both, his gaze lingering on where my hand lay resting in Serah’s hair. A strange look crossed his face, but he said nothing.Serah immediately straightened, greeting Jacob with a formal incline of her head before scuttling out of the room,

  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   7: Alpha Says (1)

    KristaAfter our conversation that day in the study, Jacob’s absence – both physically and emotionally – felt more obvious than ever. He’d been pulling away from me for days, but this was different. There was a finality in his silence, a sense that he’d already made up his mind, and every part of me screamed that I needed to stop him, but I didn’t know how. My body betrayed me at every turn—my strength slipping away day by day, as if it had decided I was better off lying down than standing up to what was coming.Even the simple things became exhausting. I could barely walk from my room to the dining hall without feeling lightheaded, my muscles weak and unwilling to cooperate. Playing with Greta’s children left me breathless, head pounding, nausea following me around like a shadow. I was always tired, always aching, and it felt like some cruel twist of fate that I was falling apart just as my whole world was on the verge of doing the same. My symptoms should have been the least of my w

  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   6: Hard Questions (2)

    KristaI watched as he closed his eyes, rubbing his temples as if he were trying to stave off an oncoming headache. When he opened them, his gaze was soft, but there was a distance in it that only sharpened the pain in my chest.“Krista, she’s been through things you can’t imagine,” he said quietly, his tone pleading for my understanding, though I felt my own slipping. “She needs me. Our pack needs me to be strong for her.”“And I don’t need you?” I shot back, the words spilling out in a rush before I could temper them. I knew it was too much, that it was selfish of me to demand his attention while Laurel was healing. But I was tired. Tired of being the quiet, understanding Luna, tired of always giving more than I received, and exhausted from waiting for even a sliver of his heart.Jacob’s jaw clenched, and I saw the flicker of impatience in his eyes. “Krista, this isn’t the time for this.”“Of course it’s not,” I whispered, the hurt seeping into my words. “Because it never is, is it?

  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   6: Hard Questions (1)

    KristaAs the days slipped by, Laurel’s recovery had become more than a quiet, hopeful thing; it was a presence, pulsing in every corner of the pack. And with each new morning, I’d watch Jacob drift farther from me, pulled by the gravity of her pain. Every quiet evening he spent in the infirmary, his hand brushing her shoulder, a soft word here, a murmur there—all of it left an ache inside me, one that ate away at any calm I’d managed to cling to.My reflection stared back at me in the glass of the study window, the hollow look in my eyes the only indication of how tired I felt, of how weary my heart had become. It was almost too easy to imagine Jacob in the infirmary right now, his hand resting gently on Laurel’s shoulder, his words soft and comforting. She’d suffered, she’d endured the worst of it—and yes, a part of me felt for her. But another part of me twisted, resentful and hurt, because as terrible as her ordeal had been, I felt my own agony buried beneath it, unseen.When I he

  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   5: Floating Rumors (2)

    KristaI tried to remind myself that I was Luna, that Jacob and I had built something together. But the doubts clawed at the edges of my mind.The pack’s opinion mattered more than I wanted to admit. And now, with Jacob running to Laurel’s side, with everyone seeing how quickly he’d abandoned me at breakfast… they would be wondering. Whispering. I could feel it in the air, in the cautious glances and the pitying smiles some gave me.Later, as I was passing near the training grounds, the sound of Laurel’s name reached my ears again as I passed two young wolves near the training grounds. I instinctively slowed my pace, listening to the words drifting over.“Did you see the way Alpha ran to her this morning?” one of them murmured, glancing around as though afraid to be overheard.“I did! It was… I don’t know, I’ve never seen him look at Luna Krista like that. Do you think he’ll… I mean, maybe he’ll bring her back as Luna?” the other responded, her tone hushed but filled with awe. “After

  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   5: Floating Rumors (1)

    KristaThe bed felt cold last night, and not just because I slept alone. I’ve spent more than a few nights without Jacob beside me, whether because of a late meeting or a patrol run, but somehow last night the loneliness seeped deeper. My thoughts kept returning to his face as he’d cradled Laurel, the way his eyes had softened with something I’d never quite felt directed toward me. The memory left an ache that refused to settle, circling in my stomach like a storm long after I managed to drift to sleep.I didn’t want to lie beside Jacob while I knew he’d be thinking about her, his thoughts lingering on the ghost of the woman who had been with him long before me. So I slept in the spare room, curled up on an uncomfortable, barely-used mattress, my heart twisting every time I thought of the way Jacob had held her—Laurel, the one he never stopped loving. And as I drifted into a restless sleep, I tried to tell myself that the queasiness in my stomach was only from the tension of the night

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