THE SHADOW MARKED LUNA; MY EX ALPHA MATE WANTS ME BACK

Ophelia POV The Grand Hall of the Moonlit Pack was filled with warmth, flickering little lights that lit up the darkness around us, its tiny golden beam beautiful to see , but despite the warmth, wave of anxiety hit me. I adjusted the silver circle head ornaments on my head, it announces my status and authority as the Alpha's chosen mate. With each step I took, my anxiety sipped deeply into me and my fingers trembled slightly. This was the first time Eric ever called for me in the night. Not into his chamber but to the courtroom. chills ran down my spine as I locked eyes with some pack members that stood at the corners of the hall, their whispers filled my ears making me wonder what was going on. I could feel their gaze on me as my steps echoed into the hall and I approached the dais where Eric stood, his commanding figure framed by the well-made throne of the alpha. “ Alpha Eric,” I greeted softly, my voice firm masking the nervousness I was feeling. I bowe

Ophelia POV "How far is this camp?" I asked for the umpteenth time, my voice breaking the silence. It has been hours now if I am not mistaken. Walking all along with any destination. Am I not being cooked now? The Ryker guy glanced back over his shoulder, his angry eyes gleaming into the night. “Far enough to keep unwanted visitors out, but close enough to strike if needed,” he said. His voice was rough and tough but not unkind. “We'll be there soon. You're not afraid of a little walk, are you?” His words were smooth and his way of putting words kind of amused me. It was suddenly to my liking. I narrowed my eyes but bit back a retort. I was exhausted and every muscle in my body ached after the fight with the rogues and my endless work. But still, I refused to show my weakness, especially in front of someone like Ryker, a wolf who had everything under control and strength. Finally, the trees parted, revealing a hidden clearing nestled in the heart of the forest. A sh

Ophelia’s POV As I approached the Moonlit Pack gates, my heart pounded louder than it should be and I clenched my fist by my sides. I walked alongside the warrior Eric had sent for me, their cold eyes on my every move. Every instinct screamed that I should run back to Ryker for help but I couldn't. Not when I was a danger to his camp. They opened the iron gate and I scanned the area. It hadn't changed a bit. And he was there, waiting by the courtyard. His blue eyes were shining in my direction. “Ophelia,” he drawled, his voice smooth and filled with mockery as he stepped forward. “You finally decided to stop running. I'd almost started to think you enjoyed living like a stray.” He said, making an innocent face like he didn't just itch out a word. I stopped a few meters from him, my jaw tightening. “I didn't come here to be mocked, Eric.” I warned and he curled up his lip to a smirk. That was one of the things that flustered my heart months and years back but now, i

Ophelia_“Ophelia…”A soft feminine voice echoed around me, drawing my attention to the strange environment I suddenly found myself in, the sound of leaves and branches snapping under my feet quickly put me on alert and uneasiness as I glared back at the ominous darkness all around me.I was no longer in the pack house. No longer in the West Wing.I was now in a forest—the same forest I'd gotten Shadowmarked.“Who…who's there?” I asked, the sound of my voice echoing back at me, forcing me to dart my eyes around, hoping to meet the answers to my questions in person.But all I got was a whisper from the night breeze as the leaves underneath my feet swept around me in response, the strands of my loose hair caressing my skin, tugging me towards the same spot that'd gotten me here in the first place.The same path leading past the oak tree.“Who…who are you?” I asked again, pressing a palm to my chest when I didn't feel the presence of my wolf—only that of the mark swirling through my vein