All Chapters of Loving the Reborn Luna: Never Letting Go : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

ValerieThe world seemed to melt from the darkness. I slowly opened my eyes, groggily taking in my surroundings. As my senses cleared, I met a faintly stinging smell and a white room. Where was I?Fighting through the lethargy, I tried to sup up straight only to stop in my tracks.Tristan.Sitting at the bedside, his body was resting at the edge of the bed, his hand holding mine. Je was completely asleep, his arms and chest wrapped in bandages. I was in a hospital room. In an instant, the last memories began to flood back. Alistair's attack, the pain, Tristan rushing me to the hospital.“You and our baby are going to be okay. I swear it.” his last words before I fell into darkness echoed in my mind.Oh Goddess, the baby. It was a jolt, tearing me from sleep. My heart raced as I looked down, fear spreading across my chest. How long was I unconscious? Was the baby okay?Without thinking, I sat up instantly, frantically scanning the room for something… anything that could reassure

ONE MONTH LATERValerie Warmth spread across my skin, the sounds of birds chirping filling my ears through the darkness. When I finally cracked my eyes open, the golden light spilled through my vision.Was this what heaven felt like?The light rustle of fabric beside me brought a smile to my lips. No, this wasn't heaven or a dream. This was reality.Slowly but surely the strains of lethargy slipped away as I adjusted to my surroundings. Rising to sit up, I spread my arms, arching back for a stretch. The satisfying crack that erupted made me feel boneless.The familiar room in the pack house spread across, every piece of furniture familiar that is, except for one thing.The weight of his arm was still on my thigh. Looking down, warmth spread across my chest at the scattered dark hair strewn on the pillow where Tristan lay beside me. It had been a full month since returning to this pack, a month full of resting and recovery. After the scare and turmoil which had followed that day, I w

1 MONTH LATER Valerie ‘It was time,’ I thought to myself, staring at my reflection in the mirror. Everything that had happened felt like a dream come true. It was hard to believe that just a month ago, Tristan had proposed to me. Soon after, it was formally announced to the pack who were overjoyed. Time flew by so quickly after that. And now, I was here. The makeup was light. My hair was in a light updo, my tresses curled into waves that fell like a waterfall. The embroidered blue dress I wore was so light, appearing like spider silk weaved against my body. It flowed elegantly, hiding the baby bump within. Brushing over it, disbelief filled me. How on earth did I get here? My mind flew to the past, not the past life, but beyond that. To the rushed Mating Ceremony we'd had years ago. I couldn't remember the details of the ceremony itself aside from the fear and uncertainty, the hurt from my parents words and Tristan's indifference. I could recall however that I had sto

Valerie Immediately after saying those words the result was immediate. There was no anger, no indignation, no pride like the past. They looked completely shattered. My mother's breath seemed to be heavier in the room like she was holding back tears. My father, holding her together looked resigned but there were tears now in his own eyes, his body trembling slightly. “But…” I added, and the world seemed to grow still again. Their eyes met mine before I spoke. “I accept it.” As soon as I held the box, my mother's grip soon dissipated, her sniffles filling the room as she moved back, as if she was afraid of me taking it back. I didn't pay any attention and looked over at it. For the sake of the one who had yearned for her parents' love before, I would accept this token of my heritage. Not to wear, but to pass into the future. Looking back up I nodded towards them, giving an indifferent look. “Thank you mother, father. You may leave now. I have to prepare.” I said. I didn't

Good day to everyone who has come this far. I sincerely hope you enjoyed the ending of this piece of fiction. It has been a pleasure to write such a book unlike any other under my current roster. In all honesty, I went through a rollercoaster of emotions throughout this period with hesitation on the ending and if there should be more extra chapters or a more fitting epilogue. Yet after reconsidering it, I realised it was simply my reluctance to leave. Indeed, all stories must come to an end and in this case especially, I believe this ending is good enough. It is time to start anew and head to another path, another Rebirth... On that note, I am glad to state that there will be a second book in this world, making it (possibly) my first SERIES! As I must have stated (or implied) it will lead onto the rebirth tale of the Mysterious Katrina in this book and the hated (and perhaps... redeemable?) antagonist of this book Alistair. It might not have many if at all any instances of our l