All Chapters of Hidden Legacy (The Lost Luna): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Book 1: The Lost LunaMara's Point of ViewEighteen and a Half Years Ago One by one, I felt the devastating loss of every member of my pack, their lives extinguished by a vicious attack. All of them. Every single one of them. My world shattered into exactly 368 pieces. "Mara! You must go straight to Mitchell and Alana. They will protect you," were the last words I heard from my beloved mate David as he mind-linked me. "David!" I screamed back at him across the mental void. "David! Why have you left us?" My mate David …, my Alpha …, my love …, had fallen too, leaving me with a grief that cut deeper than any physical wound. The pain was unbearable, but I couldn't surrender to it. Not yet. Not with our unborn daughter relying on me for survival. Our entire pack was wiped out within an hour of them attacking. Rogues, from what I had managed to hear from the mind-links before it all went silent. What if I had not been out of the pack that day for a routine doctor's appointment? David

Daemon's Point of View Looking out the window, I was trying to take my mind off the current dispute I was having. The gardens were well-kept, and the street outside was free of rubbish. Various wolves and Omegas were walking past, going about their daily lives. All of them were completely unaware of what was happening in the packhouse. Most of them were clueless about what goes on behind the scenes to create a successful pack. With increasing irritation, I turned back to deal with this argument. I could feel my anger rising, and I was close to losing my temper and destroying something. How dare Mitchell try to pressure me into this? Was I not the Alpha? Was I not capable of making my own choices? I bet my mother, Alana, put him up to this. All she cares about is having grandchildren, so she probably pressured Mitchell into this. "Daemon! Son! Please listen to me! You need to find your mate," he said to me. I know my father was trying to reason with me, but he just didn't get it. My

Adriana's Point of View Standing in the dressing room, I looked in the mirror to check that my hair, makeup, and coloured contact lenses were still okay before I left. I had to be careful not to be seen without the coloured lenses. I had violet eyes, which were extremely rare. My mother had homeschooled me for this reason. She wouldn't explain why I had to keep my eyes coloured other than to say it was a life-or-death situation. One last check. Everything was looking good, so I was out the door, ready to go onstage. Six months ago, I got a job at the Luna restaurant. Not only was it my first job, but it wasn't difficult, and I used my musical skills. The owner and all staff members were Wolf-Shifters. Still, we also catered to many human customers who were totally unaware of us. It was a fantastic gig; I loved being a musician and enjoyed most of it. Only most of it, though. What I didn't like about it was getting hit on by over-entitled male customers. Just because I was an enterta

Daemon's Point of View "Hey, birthday boy!" I said to Tyler, who was with his sister Stephanie. "Hey, Daemon," he replied, "Thanks!" "Did you make reservations?" my sister, Christine, asked. "I let them know. Our table, remember?" I answered. "Adam is coming with us, so it will be the five of us tonight." "Wait 'til you see the pianist," Tyler started. "She's a babe. Um. Yeah. I mean, she is a very talented musician. What am I saying? She is hot! Her name is Adriana, and she is tall and slim with an arse that begs to be smacked. I might have to stay in the city tonight to ensure she gets home safely. Just sayin'." "So you've said," I intoned. "Multiple times, even." Adam arrived, and Tyler continued to describe the main physical attributes of the cute pianist working there. It was a female, so of course, he was interested. Thanks to Theo, it was no use even bothering to look at other females. However, that was not why I was interested. Apart from being very talented and exceptio

Adriana's Point of View Alpha Daemon growled, his deep voice resonating through the room like a warning thunderclap. "Who are you talking to, and why are you blocking my mind-link?" I froze, caught between shock and disbelief. My mouth opened, but no words came out. He had followed me into my dressing room, my private sanctuary, and the only explanation for such a bold move was that he knew. He knew I was his mate. The air between us was thick with tension, and it didn't take a genius to see he wasn't thrilled about it. My heart was racing, my thoughts spinning in a whirlwind. Was I struck dumb because of the raw, magnetic power of his presence or because the Moon Goddess had decided to throw us into this impossible situation? Either way, my ability to form a coherent sentence was nowhere to be found. It didn't help that my wolf, Clio, was jumping up and down in the back of my mind like an excitable pup. Alpha Daemon was tall, yes, butdashes seeing him up close made his size almost