LOGINIt was my wedding day and I’ve never felt as nervous as I did today even on my introduction as the pack’s Luna which is an irony because they were much people there than now I stared at myself in the mirror in my beautiful long white gown with beautiful laces it was a perfect off shoulder dress perfect and simple I’ll save the extravagance clothes for the after party my hair was in a perfect bun light makeup on my face leaving my neck bare and with Chloe and daisy by my side ,I could. tell just how happy they are for me from how emotional they are , and now I wanted to cry because I’m so grateful to have this two wonderful perfect people walking by my side and walking me down the aisle on my wedding day , and I’m sure my parents are looking down at me with so much pride and happiness and that for some reason gave me so much comfort I left the room feeling so anxious and nervous But I stepped into the beautiful decorated garden and soon as I saw Alex staring at me like I was
It’s been two months since Zara got exiled. I’m not going to lie, seeing her fall from grace was very satisfying for me and Cherry. After everything she put us through, getting our revenge and finally being rid of her felt like a weight had been lifted off our shoulders. And for the first time in a long time, I could breathe without feeling like I had to look over my shoulder. Marissa and I never had any deep conversation after everything that happened, and honestly, I couldn’t care less. Cutting people off has never felt so good. Maybe that makes me a little cold, but I’ve learned that not everyone deserves an explanation, and not every relationship deserves to be saved. I’ve been at so much peace that sometimes I genuinely wake up afraid someone is going to ruin it. Funny, isn’t it? How you can spend so long fighting for a little happiness that when it finally comes, you don’t know what to do with yourself. But I’m learning. I’m learning that I can laugh without worryi
It’s been twenty minutes of the council arguing about what to do with Zara. As much as execution seems like the perfect punishment for her, she is also a person of power. Honestly, I don’t think Alex would be satisfied if she walked away scot-free. As much as I wish I could just end this whole thing, I wouldn’t be happy if she walked away scot-free either. I’ve been through a lot because of her, and the thought of watching her leave this hall without facing the consequences of her actions makes me want to scream. I just want this to be over. “I’m not proud of what my sister has done, but please, an execution would be too much. Yes, she has deeply hurt a lot of people, but you need to understand that part of all this is simply because she wanted her lover back. People do stupid things when they’re in love, and besides, Shadowmoor is still an important part of this council. We wouldn’t want something as trivial as this to cause an issue now, would we?” I star
Was what she did a stupid decision? Yes, it was. But have you ever been desperate before? You do a lot of crazy things when you are desperate, so I don’t blame her. But does me understanding her completely erase the fact that she has to suffer for trying to stab me? Yeah, no. I’ve never in my life been more tired of a chapter than I am of this phase of my life. I have been through so much shit, and to be frank, the person writing my story needs to wrap this up. It’s getting annoying. “Enough, Zara.” Ronan stepped in front of Zara and grabbed the knife. And no, he was not doing it from the sheer goodness of his heart. That motherfucker doesn’t think of anyone’s interest but his own. If Zara does end up hurting me, it’s going to go against the code of the council, which has a no-hurting-the-Luna rule, which will end up placing his kingdom in a tight spot. Even he doesn’t want that. “Control yourself.” Zara looked at her brother for help, and I’m sure deep down a part of
Penelope was halfway down the corridor when she nearly collided with someone turning the corner. Strong hands caught her shoulders before she could stumble. The familiar scent hit first it smelt like home Alex. “Whoa be careful my Luna “ “Sorry” she blushed The apology came out distracted. Her heart was still hammering against her ribs. Lara’s words kept replaying inside her head. It’s the same tattoo on that Zara’s body. The same tattoo. The same tattoo. The same tattoo. She grabbed Alex’s arm before he could say anything else. “It’s Zara.” The words left her immediately.. Just that. “It’s Zara. Lara remembered the tattoo. She saw it that night. Alex, it’s her.” She waited for surprise. For atleast some confusion. For questions Instead, Alex simply stared at her. Calm. Far too calm. Penelope narrowed her eyes. “…You know.” A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. “I know, baby.” Her breath caught. “You do?” “Mm.” Her
“If I said I didn’t dream of this moment, I would be lying. I mean, for such a lousy, disgusting pest, you sure do have privileges that protect you.” I looked at Davis tied to the chair, his face swollen from all the beating Liam had given him earlier. The council chamber beneath the castle had been repurposed for moments like this—thick stone walls, silence, and no witnesses. I had told Liam not to go too far, but restraint was never his strength when betrayal was involved. I removed the cloth gag from Davis’s mouth. He gagged and vomited onto the floor, coughing violently. The disgust flowing through my veins only brewed higher. “You—how dare you reduce me to this?” he shouted hoarsely. “You did this! This is a conspiracy. You faked that video, and all those hussies in the council just followed you. Get me out of here. I’m innocent—” I reached for the drilling gun resting on the metal table. “You know,” I said calmly, “I’m really curious how deep this can go. How deep the
It’s been two days since Cherry said a word. Two days since my little run-in with Xaden. I was still stuck working here in the soldier’s quarters, and honestly, I don’t think that’s changing anytime soon.Xaden and I? We’ve got this weird… companionship. I clean his weapons personally. He keeps oth
The silence in my office was suffocating.The kind that crawled under your skin, clawing at your ribs until your chest felt too tight to breathe.I sat behind the massive oak desk, pretending to read over border reports, rogue activity breakdowns, and council petitions—but my mind wouldn’t stop rep
This wasn’t Shadowmoor.I reminded myself of that as I walked the corridors with a mop in one hand and a bucket swinging against my leg. No creaking floorboards here. No mildew-stained ceilings or flickering lights. This palace didn’t smell like blood and regret. It smelled like lemon oil, silk, an
The world around me was a blur of aching muscles and muffled voices."Wake up, bitch. Wake the hell up."For a moment, I wanted to let go. To sink back into the darkness where nothing hurt and no memories clawed at my skin."Goddamn it, I know we've been through hell, but don't you dare effing die







