The Luna he used

it was a late hour in the evening when the moonlight is about to reveal the beauty of nature,

"Father I think I have found a person that I am destined with, a person that I would love my whole life", Aurora said as she keep placing flowers on her father's grave,who died in the war between the werewolf dynasty and the humans.

"Although that he is the alpha of the werewolf dynasty whom we have been fighting with for years but I have a feeling that this will unite the humans and the werewolf together and bring peace forever", she continues.

"Isn't that what you want father?", she asks this question with a face filled with hope while facing her father's grave, when she was done, she stood up and bowed to her father while waving goodbye as she went away to meet her alpha lover who was waiting for her near the burial ground.

Aurora wiped the tears from her eyes as she slowly walked away from her father's grave. The cold evening breeze brushed against her skin while the sound of rustling leaves filled the silent burial ground. Her heart, however, felt warm with hope because beyond the tall ancient trees stood the man she believed would change everything.

Damien Blackwood.

He leaned against a black vehicle with his arms folded across his chest, his sharp golden eyes fixed on her the moment she appeared. The powerful aura surrounding him made the air feel heavier, yet whenever he looked at Aurora, his gaze softened in a way no one else had ever seen.

A small smile appeared on his lips as he stepped forward to meet her.

"You took longer than usual," he said gently.

Aurora lowered her eyes for a moment before speaking softly. "I was speaking to my father."

Damien reached out and held her hand carefully as though she were something fragile and precious. "And what did you tell him?"

Aurora looked up at him with hopeful eyes. "I told him that maybe the war between humans and werewolves will finally end."

For a brief second, silence surrounded them.

Then Damien lifted his hand and brushed a strand of hair away from her face.

"It will end," he promised firmly. "I swear it to you, Aurora."

She searched his face, wanting desperately to believe every word.

"My people may hate humans now," Damien continued, "but when you become my Luna, they will have no choice but to accept peace. No more bloodshed. No more graves."

Aurora's heart beat faster.

"You really think they will accept me?" she asked quietly.

Damien stepped closer until only a breath separated them.

"I will make them accept you," he said. "Even if I have to fight the entire dynasty myself."

The sincerity in his voice melted away the fears buried deep inside her chest. At that moment, he sounded less like the feared Alpha of the werewolf dynasty and more like the man she had fallen deeply in love with.

Damien gently lifted her hand to his lips and kissed it.

"I promise you this," he whispered. "One day humans and werewolves will stand together, and when that day comes, your father's sacrifice will finally mean something."

Aurora smiled through her tears, unaware that fate had already begun tearing those promises apart.

Aurora believed every single word Damien Blackwood said to her that night.

The way his eyes remained fixed on hers, the warmth of his hands around hers, and the calmness in his voice made his promises feel real—too real to doubt. For the first time since losing her father, the emptiness in her heart slowly began to disappear.

As they walked side by side through the quiet burial ground, Aurora found herself stealing glances at him beneath the silver moonlight. The cold wind moved gently through the trees, yet standing beside Damien made her feel strangely safe.

Peaceful.

Something she had not felt in years.

Damien suddenly removed his coat and placed it carefully around her shoulders when he noticed her shiver.

"You humans are fragile," he teased softly.

Aurora laughed quietly, the sound light and beautiful in the stillness of the night.

"And you wolves are too proud," she replied.

A rare smile appeared on Damien's face—small, but genuine enough to make Aurora's heart race faster.

At that moment, she wished the world would stop moving.

She wished time itself would freeze so she could remain there forever beside him, under the moonlight, far away from war, hatred, and pain. The peacefulness of that night felt almost unreal, like a beautiful dream she never wanted to wake from.

Her heart whispered dangerous things to her.

Maybe this was fate.

Maybe love truly could end wars.

Maybe Damien Blackwood was not the monster humans believed him to be.

As they reached the edge of the burial ground, Damien suddenly pulled her gently closer to him.

"When all of this is over," he murmured near her ear, "I'll take you somewhere far away from the dynasty. Somewhere peaceful. Somewhere no one can hurt you."

Aurora looked up at him with eyes filled with love and hope.

"And you'll stay with me?" she asked softly.

Damien stared at her for a moment before answering.

"Always."

That single word wrapped around Aurora's heart like a promise carved into destiny itself.

She rested her head lightly against his chest, listening to the steady sound of his heartbeat while the moon shined above them.

And in that beautiful moment, Aurora never noticed the darkness hidden behind Damien's eyes.