-MIKAYLA'S POV* We boarded the jet around ten the next morning. Heron insisted that I be with him on this trip to CasterMoon when I protested. Winning the fight against Varla indicated that I was officially his intended Luna. Most of the pack supported it, and Heron made sure to send our mating through the mind-link to everyone. For the record, he allowed his wolf to project his mirth regarding the completion of the union to pack members. So, it’s not like they heard us making love. One crucial thing was lacking from our mating. His mark. Yesterday, Amoy came upstairs and ran me a warm bath with some Epsom salts, herbs, and healing aromatic oils to help my sore core. It helped to soothe the tenderness between my aching legs. She claimed that it’s best to heal speedily because Alphas have insatiable appetites, with a warning to let him feast. Other than that, I slept all day and Mary-Jean brought dinner upstairs for me. If Heron went to bed, I had no idea because the dead sleep subm

*MIKAYLA’S POV* The meeting commenced. As I sat on Heron’s lap, it was appalling to hear the details flashing across the room. Alpha Henley’s disfavoring eyes rested on me a few times. Clearly, my presence was unwelcome in this forum. I never wanted to be in this situation in the first place. Gathering from the dispelling intel, I was left with a few questions. Based on the gravity of the circumstances, did Charlotte come back to our pack to get Heron's protection from the Spanish mafia? Was she back to reclaim Heron or was she simply manipulating him as a safety measure? Was she going to make my life unbearable in an attempt to steal Heron away from me? Will Heron decide to choose me in the end? Through the bond, I knew that Heron was riling to see this Alpha’s obvious scornful distaste for me. My wolf, Pixie, was also mad and has been communicating with Tyr. So often, I practically let my buoyant facial expression slip, which quashes my desire to represent Heron well. “Mikayla is

*MIKAYLA’S POV* Once we were in our bedroom, I felt the need to speak first. Heron halted at the window across the room while I stood in front of the bed. "I'm sorry about today. I shouldn't have confiscated the necklace," I expressed my remorse with hand gesticulation, breathing hard. "My wolf got the better of me and took over. I tried to stop her but she wouldn't listen to me." For a minute, an indecipherable silence wavered. He stared at me, blankly. I knew him well enough to know his analytical mind never rests. "I told you before that your wolf might be tiny, but she's very strong." He highlighted, "It’s important to connect with your wolf better. Your inhibitions weaken her. If Pixie overcomes you, she will be difficult to control. You need a lot of training." Brittly, I nodded. The dreaded anticipation had its grasp on me. My heart thudded loudly. "Being a Luna requires a lot," Heron stated, locking his fingers together. Bowing my head in shame, my nerves hugged me, wai

*HERON’S POV* Even now, Mikayla has not told me that she loved me. There’s a mission for today, yet I’m distracted by the ongoing of my relationship. I admitted my love for her. Why won't she say it back? Am I not making her happy? Am I a bad mate? It hurts and rips at my insides that she might not feel the same. In all my years, I have not desired much. I foster no care for possessions because my family is affluent. My heart, mind and soul crave Mikayla's love and admiration. I'm dying to hear the three words from her beautiful lips. I'm whipped and pathetic. Under the brilliant glow of an exquisite magical woman, I have pruned while the rest of the world sees me as the sun. It’s now apparent that I must go beyond to win Mikayla’s heart. What we had was no longer an arrangement. Wasn’t it obvious? Even Tyr was mad at Charlotte because we had to leave Mikayla at home. We missed our mate. More than once, I considered taking Charlotte with me and handing her over to the black fox ma

*HERON’S POV* "Rogue attack at the western border. I repeat, rogue attack at the western border." Warrior Elite Dennis urgently reported through the mind-link to all top leaders. "Thirty-three rogues are heading this way." "Exactly what we need," Tyr, my wolf was ravenous for blood since Mikayla was not back yet, and I don't know if she'll return and make this our permanent home. This was a perfect way to distract myself and shut down the plaguing thoughts. The council meeting was postponed until her return. No measure of pain was in comparison to one of the heart. Because when it bleeds, no expert can fix its brokenness. Tyr and I pledge never to let her go when she returns to me. In my gut, I have a mustard seed of faith that she will come to me, where she belongs. She can't leave me. I love her so much. “Axel,” I reached out with the mind-link, throwing the sheet from my body and sliding out of bed. Some of the furniture was replaced and I warned my wolf not to damage anything