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73: Mummy and Son Time (2)

Author: Ena Starr
last update publish date: 2026-10-03 18:53:10

Krista

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He had me and he had Kenan. But we had never been enough. The realization struck me with a quiet, painful force. My hand stilled around the knife.

Luke deserved more than two adults and whatever temporary companions he could find wherever we happened to settle. He deserved friends, other children. Guilt twisted through me at the thought that I would soon take all of this away from him. Fiercely, I pushed the guilt aside and made myself a silent promise: wherever we went next, Luke woul
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  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   73: Mummy and Son Time (3)

    Krista*Jacob looked at the wolf. “All right.” Luke immediately reached for his knife as Jacob shifted closer. “First, you need to be careful.” Luke tried to angle the knife against the wood the same way he had just watched Jacob do it. His small fingers were clumsy and the blade slipped slightly.My heart lurched. “Luke—”Jacob's hand moved first and he caught Luke's wrist, steadying it before the blade could touch him.“Slowly,” Jacob said. Luke looked up at him and Jacob adjusted the knife in his hand. “Do not press too hard. Let the blade do the work.”Luke nodded with fierce concentration. Jacob released his wrist and Luke tried again. The cut was uneven but Jacob did not laugh. He simply reached out once more. “This way.”And then, eventually, his hands closed over Luke's. My entire body went still. Jacob guided him through the movement, his much larger hands steady around Luke's smaller ones as they carefully drew the knife through the soft wood.“There,” Jacob murmured. “Do

  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   73: Mummy and Son Time (2)

    Krista*He had me and he had Kenan. But we had never been enough. The realization struck me with a quiet, painful force. My hand stilled around the knife.Luke deserved more than two adults and whatever temporary companions he could find wherever we happened to settle. He deserved friends, other children. Guilt twisted through me at the thought that I would soon take all of this away from him. Fiercely, I pushed the guilt aside and made myself a silent promise: wherever we went next, Luke would never be so lonely again.Perhaps we would find another pack, one far away from here. Somewhere no one knew us and Jacob's name carried no weight over our lives.I carefully tried to cut away some of the excess wood around the wolf's stomach.“This one is going to be the best,” Luke said confidently.“Of course it is.”“And Ollie will like mine the most.”“I thought yours was for Ollie,” I said. “Then whose is mine for?”Luke looked at me, then his face lit up. “You can give yours to Uncle Ken

  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   73: Mummy and Son Time (1)

    Krista*Luke looked at the wooden mess in my hands and promptly told me, “Your horse is ugly.”I stared down at the carving before frowning at him. “It is not a horse.”Luke blinked innocently. “It looks like one.”“It is a wolf.”He considered that for another moment, his small head tilted to one side. “Then it is an ugly wolf.”A laugh escaped me before I could stop it although I immediately narrowed my eyes at him. “You are very rude for someone whose own wolf looks like it was mauled by a bear.”Luke clutched his carving to his chest. “My wolf is beautiful.”“It has one leg longer than the other.”“It is running.”I pressed my lips together, fighting another smile. Luke looked far too pleased with himself. Blowing out a sigh, I turned back to my own carving. “I told you, I have not carved since I was a little pup.”“And you were bad at it then too?”My head snapped toward him. Luke immediately ducked his head alhough the grin tugging at his mouth made it obvious he did not regret

  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   72: Hunter’s Meeting (4)

    Krista*Hunter's expression changed instantly. Slowly, he shook his head. “The Waerloga are not a pack.” His voice held an unmistakable note of disdain. “Waerloga is what the rogues call themselves under this Rogue King.”My stomach dropped. For a moment, I simply stared at him. I wasn't sure I'd heard correctly.Hunter continued. “The word comes from Old English. It roughly translates to ‘oath breakers’.”It was hard not to feel the shock icing my veins. Suddenly I saw last night differently, re-categorizing the man I had met with the information I now knew. The flirtation. The amused eyes. The way he had introduced himself.Goddess above...I had met the Rogue King. I had stood alone in a dark hallway drinking stolen wine with him.I had laughed with him.I had allowed him to hold my hand. I had allowed the man responsible for Magnus Adrian's death... the man responsible for countless raids, the man whose wolves had hunted me to Eldeg... to stand close enough that I could smell him.

  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   72: Hunter’s Meeting (3)

    Krista*“Agreed,” Luna Silva said.Hunter nodded. Before he could speak, I found myself speaking first. “We need to be careful.” Every head turned toward me and I straightened slightly in my seat. “If the Rogue King suspects we've discovered the existence of his spies, he'll pull them out immediately.”Jacob glanced at me briefly. There was approval in his eyes.I continued. “We know almost nothing about him. We don't know where he is, how large his forces are, or how he communicates.” My gaze drifted to the map. “If we expose the spies too soon, we lose our best chance of finding him.”A look crossed Clarke's face. “That is a fair point.”Hunter nodded, leaning forward slightly. “For now, every pack represented here should keep information regarding troop movements, patrol routes, security arrangements, and internal politics as confidential as possible.”Alissa picked up the thread. “Anything that would normally be passed through letters should be kept restricted.”The message was c

  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   72: Hunter’s Meeting (2)

    Krista*The single word landed like a stone tipped into a stream. Alpha Ward muttered a curse under his breath as Luna Misha squeezed his arm.Alpha Clarke folded his hands together. “How certain are you?”Hunter looked directly at Jacob. “Of all the packs mentioned during the interrogations, the only one we definitely know contains a spy is Red Moon.”Beside me, Jacob didn't visibly react.“Windstone and Fellhowl were mentioned in passing. The rogues who survived were not entirely certain. They only knew that reports had come from those territories at various points.”Alpha Ward clasped his hands together so tightly his knuckles whitened. Luna Misha laid a comforting hand over his but he barely seemed aware of it.“Fellhowl?” His face was drained of colour.“Their information was uncertain,” Hunter repeated.“That doesn't make me feel better,” Ward snapped.Across from us, Alpha Clarke exchanged a meaningful look with Luna Silva. Neither appeared pleased but they appear particularly

  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   1: Unwanted Luna (2)

    Krista“And then there’s Liam,” she said, her tone dripping with drama. “I heard he’s been sneaking off to the human town again. You know what that means, don’t you?”I raised an eyebrow, leaning in just enough to show I was invested. “What does it mean?”Greta’s voice dropped even lower. “He’s see

  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   1: Unwanted Luna (1)

    KristaI watched from a distance as Greta chased after her three boys, her voice carrying on the wind, strained and full of exhaustion. They were darting in every direction, little whirlwinds of energy, their laughter ringing out in the warm afternoon air. It was a familiar scene, one that made me

  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   3: Ritual Dance (1)

    KristaI stared at my reflection, willing the hollow look in my eyes to fade, forcing my lips to curve into a passable smile. But the result looked as tired and insincere as I felt inside. Tonight, of all nights, I couldn't afford to let my emotions slip through the cracks. Tonight was about duty,

  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   2: A Dress for a Broken Heart (2)

    KristaWhat had I expected? That Jacob would magically fall in love with me just because we’d spent a few years married? That he would look at me one day and suddenly see me, really see me, instead of the shadow I’d become in his life?I let out a bitter laugh, though it sounded more like a sob. Wh

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