Alle Kapitel von Hidden Legacy (The Lost Luna): Kapitel 61 – Kapitel 70

Daemon's Point of View The feel of Adriana in my arms was more than just comfort. It was everything I had longed for and everything I had nearly lost. Her soft breaths fanned over my skin, and her body curled into mine as if she had always belonged there. The slow and steady rhythm of her heartbeat against my chest grounded me in a way nothing else could. I tightened my arms around her, burying my face in her hair, inhaling her scent: lavender, warmth, and something uniquely her. I never wanted to let go, never wanted to wake from this moment. After we made love, I held her in my arms while she napped for a short time. Between her injuries, the walk and incredible sex, I had tired her out, but I was unrepentant. I had been worried that Adriana would pull away from me after everything that happened, though I wouldn't have blamed her. I hadn't treated her as well as I should have, and because of that, Adriana was put in a position that nearly cost her her life. Making it up to her wo

Daemon's Point of View Adriana opened up to me last night, and I fully understood where she was coming from and her emotions. I felt humbled that she had shared her feelings with me. Like her, I had felt vulnerable too, but as an Alpha, I needed to be the one to look after and protect my mate. I never wanted Adriana to ever feel unhappy about our relationship. I wanted to be the rock of her life, so I needed to work on communicating with her. Something that neither of us was good at. I needed to be a better mate, and I was going to be, starting with making sure she had recovered from her ordeal. As soon as Adriana had awakened, I served her breakfast in the seclusion of our bedroom. The Omegas were already downstairs preparing food for those of us who lived there. I had them put breakfast on a tray which I took upstairs to Adriana. Food is one of the love languages of shifters, and feeding our mates was a way of letting them know we love and cherish them and could provide for them.

Daemon's Point of View Adriana and I arrived at my parent's place. She was nervous about meeting my mother in case Alana didn't like her. She seemed happier when I reassured her that my mother would love her as I did. Loving Adriana was easy. It was a no-brainer that everyone else would love her too. We were led into the dining room, and my mother called for Christina to come downstairs for lunch. When she came into the room, I introduced her to Adriana. "I remember you," she said. "Daemon! You didn't tell me the piano player at the restaurant was your mate. Geez, brother! You're impossible." "Yeah. I should have mentioned it. I was having a moment," I said, feeling rather sheepish, so I smiled and hugged Adriana to let her know she was my everything. As we sat down to lunch, I watched my friends and family interact with each other. Although Adriana was nervous about meeting my parents, they all seemed to get on with each other. Even my little sister Christina was talking animated

Adriana's Point of View The following day, Alana and I went to see Lexi. It wasn't just the two of us, as Daemon had insisted that I was accompanied by a guard at all times. There was no arguing this with him, and I didn't even bother. Just because Brandon was dead, it didn't negate the danger I was in. Kree was still alive. Knowing I had a blood witch after me kept me from being reckless. With our escorts, Carlisle and Wilson, we headed out. The idea was to have my measurements taken and discuss the type of gown I wanted. I had a vision of what I wanted, but I was also mindful that there may be some pack traditions I would have to follow. Lexi welcomed us when we entered the shop, and Alana introduced her to me. "I am so thrilled to be making your gown, Luna," she said. "Lexi is the best stylist we have," Alana declared. "I'm your only stylist," she joked. As soon as I met Lexi, I was reminded of Callie, and her friendly nature immediately appealed to me. "Almost any style wou

Adriana's Point of View Excuse me, Perry St. Claire," I said as I walked towards the door, "Where are we going?" "Please call me Perry," he answered, "and may I call you Adriana?" I nodded but stopped walking while I waited for him to fully answer my question. After a brief, but uncomfortable pause, he did. "We are going to meet the witches currently sealing your borders. They will most likely have some questions about Kree that they wish to ask you," he replied. We all went down the packhouse stairs to meet the witches outside. As we exited the main doors, I saw three women walk towards us, one of whom seemed to look familiar. "Perry! Introduce us, please," said one of the women. Her name was Delilah, and, as I found out, she was not only the vice Gatekeeper of the Witches’ Council but also Kree's older sister. No wonder she looked familiar. "Breathe," linked Daemon, "You are okay." Through our link, Daemon could clearly feel my nerves getting the better of me. I initially th