I knew the chances were slim, maybe even nonexistent. Maybe those feelings I had for her weren’t because of a hidden mate bond but because she was the way she was. I glanced up at the sky and sighed. It wasn’t a full moon anyway, and my trail of thoughts stopped when I heard her voice calling me. “Isaac?” She turned, and another sigh escaped me. No bond, nothing. Only the love I had for her remained. I hadn’t even thought this through, what this would mean for us, the future, my pack. However, why should I care? “I did it,” she breathed, a weak smile formed, and for once there wasn’t a lingering pain in her eyes, only sadness for who she had lost. Who I believed were taken from her by her mate or ex-mate… I had to tell her, but would she listen? Would she run? Would she leave me? Would she hate me? “You did it.” I watched her come closer while anxiety crawled under my skin, reaching higher until I had no choice but to stop her. I held up my hand and took a step back

-Isaac- I had died and gone to heaven. She was curled in my embrace, her skin coated with blood, and the scent of sex lingered around us. My cock was ready to go again, and as much as I wanted to wake her up, bury myself inside her, and see how she came undone, I had to control my urges. I had to tell her about her parents, about Liam… everything. I couldn’t keep wandering around with this secret. She deserved to know, but every time we were together, all I could think about was how she looked when my dick was deep inside her mouth, how the tears welled in her eyes, how she gagged and took it all. There was definitely something wrong with me. I was being selfish, keeping her to myself, because I knew once I told her everything, she would break. Her family kept her in the dark without any reason or at least none that I could find. William had stayed the last days, helping where he could. The anger I had towards him had simmered down, it wouldn’t fully disappear, but that’

All the struggles and pains I endured led me to him. Without him, I wouldn’t feel this sense of peace flowing inside me. I wanted to go home, but now, he was my home. I didn’t want to go back or move. I wanted to stay by his side, and it seems that was one of the things a Luna does. At least, according to this thick dusty book I was reading while Isaac and William were whispering on the couch in Isaac’s office. I still heard them though, and the words made my anxiety crawl. They were discussing an upcoming battle that had to do with the Alpha board and Liam and said they were outnumbered. It was a battle they couldn’t win. I wanted to help, but I didn’t know how to. I shifted in Isaac’s chair behind his desk and released a shaky breath. Liam’s words echoed inside my mind. “You’re human.” I was nothing, meant nothing. I couldn’t help, and still, Isaac wanted me to be his Luna. His other half, to lead with him—beside him. But what could I do? I couldn’t even give him an h

-Isaac-My entire body itched with this need to run after her, but my mind told me to give her space. Running my hand through my hair for the millionth time, I couldn’t wait any longer. She had been gone for hours, and I couldn’t be away from her anymore. Logan whimpered, licking his invisible wounds. “She will come back, don’t worry,” Conner’s words did nothing to ease my pain. “I can’t lose her,” I whispered, halting my pacing. “And you!” My eyes snapped at his, knowing what he did. “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”He laughed and nodded. “I only wanted to help her understand, and it was a bonus you felt it.”I huffed, remembering how I felt the pain of the mate bond when he touched her—when he touched what was mine. My next words got stuck in the back of my throat when I sensed her. She was back. Finally. My body shivered when she ran upstairs, not even granting me a glance. “She got lost, Alpha,” Amy said, baring her neck with a slight smile on her lips before followi

Peace, nothing. No sounds, no smells. I stirred or thought I did, trying to feel anything under my fingers, but nothing. My body didn’t feel like my own, it wasn’t sore. It was nothing… I tried to reach for Logan, but it seemed I was alone. Was this the afterlife, just nothing? Was I even breathing? It came back. I could feel it. My vision was restored, but all I saw was a black void for hours until memories flooded me. Blood drenched my skin, but it wasn’t my own. It belonged to the man that was ripped apart, his body scattered around me. A man I could never forget—My father. “This is where it started.” I flinched, hearing a clear and kind voice. I tried to find where the voice was coming from, but I could only see my father. “I didn’t want you to kill him, but you had to. If you didn’t, well…” It was a woman’s voice, I was sure. However, it didn’t sound familiar, but it did feel familiar. The image before me faded and formed into something else, my father’s dead body