Semua Bab LUNAR BONDS: WHEN FATE DEFIES HIERARCHY: Bab 21 - Bab 30

DAISYSleep claims me almost immediately, pulling me into dreams filled with black wolves and forest shadows.Morning arrives with harsh sunlight streaming through the dormitory windows.I blink awake, feeling momentarily disoriented until the memories of yesterday come flooding back.The mate bond pulses within me like a constant reminder of what I've found and lost.I quickly dress in my training uniform.A fitted black T-shirt with the Lunar Crest crest emblazoned across the chest and matching leggings.The fabric is designed to withstand partial transformations, even though today's exercises won't require that level of intensity.I pull my hair into a high ponytail and secure it with an elastic band before splashing cold water on my face to wake myself fully.Rebecca is already gone when I emerge from the bathroom, her bed neatly made and her training bag missing from its usual spot by the door.I check the time on my phone. 8:15.Combat class begins at 8:30, which gives me just e

DAISYRebecca pulls out the remaining chair and winces as she sits down, her movements stiff from whatever punishment she endured during training."We lost, Daisy. I'm sure those wolves have unnaturally strong bodies!" She whines.Her comment makes me realize I didn't see Damian during the training session.Was he absent or did I simply miss him among the crowd of students?The thought of him watching my humiliating defeat makes my stomach churn with embarrassment and dread."I would have won in minutes if he had allowed us to use our powers," Frederick declares, rubbing a nasty bruise forming on his forearm.The purple mark looks painful even on his pale skin."What about you? How did your match go?" He asks."I lost too," I admit while trying to sound unconcerned though the memory of Catherine snapping my leg still makes me wince internally. "I didn't care much about winning anyway... Oh Frederick, who exactly did you fight with?""Someone called Stefan," he replies and grimaces at

DAISYI try to pull away, yet his grip only tightens like a steel trap around my wrist."Stop it!" I yell, though my voice echoes uselessly down the empty corridor.What happens next unfolds so quickly I can barely process it.A massive form materializes behind my attacker and grabs him by the collar before hurling him through the air with devastating force.The impact creates a spiderweb of cracks in the plaster as the werewolf crumples to the floor with a sickening thud.Damian stands in front of me, his eyes glowing crimson with pure rage. Every muscle in his body is completely rigid with barely contained fury that radiates off him in waves.The air around us grows heavy with his alpha energy, making it difficult to breathe.His aura expands outward in pulses of raw power, causing the other werewolf to curl into a ball with hands clamped over his ears as he screams in agony.The temperature in the corridor seems to drop several degrees as Damian's power manifests physically.The ai

DAISY"Really?" Grandma's eyes sparkle with genuine interest, leaning forward slightly. "Our meeting was wonderful. My wolf was absolutely ecstatic.""Mine too," Grandpa adds as he reaches across the table to take her hand, his weathered fingers intertwining with hers. "Finding your grandmother was the happiest day of my life.""What's the feeling like?" I press needing to understand more than I'm willing to admit. "Do both mates experience the same emotions, or does it affect just one person?"Grandma tilts her head to study me with those sharp eyes that seem to see everything."Both feel it, dear. There are mixed emotions, certainly, and the wolves usually struggle for control initially." She answers."It's overwhelming at first," Grandpa elaborates with his voice taking on a distant quality as he remembers. "Like nothing you've ever experienced before. Your wolf recognizes its other half immediately. There's no doubt and no hesitation whatsoever. The human part might be confused or

DAISY"My little one, don't be afraid." Mom's voice flows like honey, gentle and soothing like the lullabies she used to sing when thunderstorms would shake our small house.Her hand rests on the wolf's massive head, fingers tangled in thick brown fur that catches the afternoon sunlight."Come closer. He won't hurt you. Come and say hello." She cajoles.I approach slowly, each step feeling enormous while my heart flutters like a trapped bird.The grass beneath my bare feet is cool and slightly damp from morning dew that hasn't evaporated yet.When I reach her, she takes my small hand in hers, warm and secure and safe and places it on the wolf's thick coat.The wolf whimpers softly and lowers his massive head, bringing those intelligent eyes level with mine.His gaze holds an intelligence that seems almost human, filled with emotions I can't quite understand at my young age.I run my fingers through his fur, marveling at how incredibly soft it feels beneath my small palms.It's like to