I made my way to the Palace to meet with Heath and Adeena, as they were heading back to their pack tomorrow. It had been four months since they were last here and It was bittersweet that once again they were here because of a war. Heath was smartly dressed as usual in a grey fitted suit and navy tie with the pretty Adeena in her blue floral dress sitting next to him at the table in one of the Palace’s glass domes, eating their brunch with the sun beaming in, causing the tips of the red rose petals to glow. They greeted me with warm tired smiles as a maid laid out a fresh pot of tea for us all to share with baked scones and jams, the cooks and maids in this Palace are an absolute blessing with all the chaos that’s been happening around us, I thought as I thanked her before she left. “So how are you both feeling this morning?” I looked to them as I started to pour the tea in each of our cups. “Tired” Adeena responded with a yawn, just like them and probably everyone else in the pack,

I woke up a few hours later and as I checked the time on my phone to see it was 11am I also noticed a text from Layton asking me to meet him for lunch. I squealed with excitement like a smitten schoolgirl, and I didn’t waste a moment to reply. “Of course, where to?” “Come to the Palace in an hour. I’ll be in my study, we can eat on the balcony… if you’d like?” “Sounds perfect! see you soon” “Can’t wait, my love”. I put my phone next to me on the bed and once again a smile erupted across my face! An hour that gives me time to quickly have a shower and get ready! I quickly hopped out of bed and undressed for the shower. I decided today that instead of my usual armour or causal shorts and top, I opted for a pastel pink bodycon dress and my flat strapped sandals. I curled my hair and let it flow loosely over my shoulders, adding a touch of makeup. I grabbed my phone and keys and headed for the Palace. I could smell his beautiful masculine scent as soon as I reached the doors of his

One Month Later. I woke up grinning from ear to ear, although I was missing the warm body that I had started to get used to waking up to. I had been spending most nights sleeping at Layton’s but last night he still had a lot to get done, now Tina’s sentencing was being dealt with. So I decided to stay at home, and waking up to his morning message telling me he missed me and loved me had me practically skipping to the shower even though I was slightly dreading the situation I was about to drag myself into. I had seen Zara a lot more over the last few weeks. I had stayed on to assist nurses with sedating Tina and I’d never leave without checking in on Zara and the more I saw her, the more vacant she started to look. No matter what we talked about, there never seemed to be any reaction or emotion from her and I’d always leave feeling glum. I put on my armour and made my way to the cells and, as always, one of the guards assisted me. As I approached the cells, Zara was sat on the cold

It has been four weeks since Layton had proposed and, of course, all our family and friends were delighted when we had told them of our news and three weeks ago when it was time for Layton to make the announcement to the rest of the Blue Moon pack everyone from the village and the city had gathered outside the Palace in anticipation to hear who Layton had finally chosen as his Luna. He stepped out onto the balcony that overlooked all of his people as they clapped and cheered for him. He looked back to me and held out his hand for me to join him. As soon as they saw me, their cheers became louder as they whistled and shouted in approval. It was nerve-racking at first, but when I looked down and saw how happy they all were for us, having their love and support made me feel less anxious about the future of being a Luna. xxxxxxx I smiled as I looked down at my ring. My hand rested on my navy blue long gown as I sat in the car with Layton beside me and Mila and Nicholas in the seats beh

After a month of being a Luna, I had started to grow more accepting of my new duties and expectations. I had started to speak up in the meetings I attended with Layton, and I had even held a few meetings of my own to discuss new weaponry we would soon train with, and the extension needed for the packhouse. Layton supported me in every meeting and encouraged me to continue having a strong role in the pack. So far, everyone had shown respect toward me and listened to my ideas and opinions without disregard or rejection. I wasn’t sure if it was out of real respect for me or out of fear of what Layton would do to them, if they dared to upset me in any way. In the month I had been here, he had quickly made it known to any male that entered a room with me in it that I was not to be trifled with or disrespected in any way. Only two weeks ago, a man interrupted me during a meeting as I tried to suggest an idea to help with any newcomers into our pack. He spoke over me as if my voice didn’t