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8: Hard Decisions (1)

Author: Ena Starr
last update publish date: 2026-04-16 23:15:11

Krista

As I lay in the stiff infirmary bed, I watched the slivers of moonlight creep in through the window and tried to pass the time until I was sure the pack was asleep. It felt as though every minute stretched into hours as I waited, tense and restless, listening for the quiet I needed to make my escape.

A heavy ache settled in my chest, and even though I knew it was just the empty space where my mate bond with Jacob used to be, it still felt like a gaping, physical wound. When I’d woken up
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  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   75: Luna’s Wisdom (4)

    Krista*I lowered my gaze to the parchment again. The wording was somewhat complicated, filled with the sort of formal language that had probably sounded important to whoever drafted it and irritating to everyone forced to read it afterward.But the meaning was clear enough. I raised my voice. “Let us see exactly what this says.”The crowd quieted. Even Cassidy seemed to stop breathing. I read the relevant passage aloud. It did not say that the land permanently belonged to Mac, nor did it simply grant him permission to occupy it until his death. Instead, the document stated that the warrior and his direct descendants shall retain the right to occupy and cultivate the land for as long as they remain members of the Red Moon pack.Iwan immediately jumped on the wording, pointing at the parchment in my hands as if he had been waiting for the opportunity.“Exactly,” he said loudly. “Occupy is not own.”The crowd murmured. I looked down at the faded document once more, running my eyes over

  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   75: Luna’s Wisdom (3)

    Krista*I slowly turned toward Cassidy, who was watching me anxiously. “Is what Iwan is saying true?” I asked.She bowed her head. “My mate, Mac, had been a warrior.” The words were simple, but there was something in the way she said them that made me understand immediately how much those years of service had meant to her. Pride and grief existed together in her voice, tangled so tightly that I could not have separated one from the other.“He died defending the eastern border,” she added quietly. Her hand rested on the shoulder of her son, who had moved closer to her side. “Before he died, he cultivated the land near our cottage, the small piece that was allocated to us alongside the land for the cottage.”“Allocated to him,” Iwan corrected.Cassidy’s jaw tightened, but she ignored him.“It is not a large piece of land,” she continued, directing her words toward me. “We do not grow enough to become wealthy from it, Luna. But it provides food for my children, and whatever we do not ne

  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   75: Luna’s Wisdom (2)

    Krista*The effect was almost immediate. Heads turned, whispers began and then the crowd parted. I didn’t have to push my way through. The wolves simply moved aside, creating a path for me as naturally as water giving way to something dropped into it.I walked forward and the sight waiting for me made the irritation that had been simmering inside my chest sharpen. At the center of the gathering stood a middle-aged woman. Her blond hair had been pulled into a tight bun. Several strands of gray threaded visibly through it. Her face was flushed with anger, but there were tears gathered in her eyes. I knew immediately that she had to be Cassidy.Behind her stood a young female wolf, perhaps in her early teens, who looked so much like Cassidy that there could be no question of their relationship. The same blond hair. The same sharp cheekbones. The same blue eyes, though the girl's were wide with worry.And in front of Cassidy stood a young boy. My gaze caught on him. He could not have bee

  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   75: Luna’s Wisdom (1)

    Krista*I hummed a song under her breath as I walked Luke to Kenan’s cottage, where Kenan will be helping him pain the wooden wolf. My thoughts were pulled in different directions but all Luke could think about was what color the wolf ought to be.“I think brown,” he declared decisively, swinging our joined hands between us.I glanced down at him. “Brown?”“Yes. Like Kenan’s wolf.”I hummed. “That sounds like a perfectly reasonable choice.”Luke nodded, looking pleased with himself. Three steps later, he changed his mind. “No. White.”I looked at him again. “White?”“Yes!” He tipped his face up toward me, his expression bright. “I want to paint it white like you.”Something inside me went soft. “My wolf is not completely white,” I reminded him. “She has gray along her back.”Luke waved this away as if I were being unnecessarily difficult. “She is mostly white.”I smiled despite myself, squeezing his hand. “Then mostly white it is.”Luke continued talking, moving on to whether Ollie w

  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   74: End of It (2)

    Jacob*I forced myself to continue before either of us could retreat from the truth. “Whatever we had before, whatever we thought we were building...it is over.”The silence that followed felt suffocating. Laurel stared at me as if she had not understood the words. Then her face began to change, slowly. “You are ending things with me?”I did not answer immediately, because the truth was that I had not known when exactly the end had happened. Perhaps it had happened the moment Krista returned. Perhaps it had happened long before that, and I had simply refused to acknowledge it. But there was no uncertainty in me now.“Krista is my mate,”I said firmly, “And she is the Luna of this pack.”The silence that followed was deafening. Laurel looked as though I had struck her. I hated that. Goddess, I hated it. But I would not lie to her simply because the truth hurt. Not anymore.“I am grateful for everything you have done,” I continued. “For me and for this pack.” My voice grew rougher. “You

  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   74: End of It (1)

    “For two years,” she hissed, “I could barely get you to do more than kiss me.”My jaw tightened. “Laurel—”“And then Krista comes back.” Her voice rose. “Krista comes back after disappearing for years, and suddenly you cannot seem to keep your hands off her!”She took another step towards me. Her eyes were bright now, furious and wounded all at once. “For two years, Jacob. Two years, I waited.”Something uncomfortable shifted inside my chest.Laurel pointed towards the path Krista had disappeared through with Luke only moments ago. “And now she returns, and you are jumping into her bed.”“Krista is my mate.” The words came out sharper than I intended. Laurel froze. “She is my wife.”Her face twisted. “And I am supposed to be the future Luna of this pack!” Her voice cracked as the words hung between us.For a brief second, neither of us spoke. Then Laurel shook her head, as though she could not believe I was making her say this. “What you have with Krista is temporary,” she said. “You

  • Second Chance For The Broken Luna   2: A Dress for a Broken Heart (1)

    KristaAs I entered the house, the door creaked softly behind me, though the faint murmur of activity throughout the manor drowned out any noise I made. Before I could even take another step, one of the maids rushed toward me, her face flushed with anxiety as she fumbled with a small notepad in her

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    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

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    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,

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