The Alpha's stolen bride
I pressed my lips gently against her forehead, hoping to offer a sliver of solace in the face of overwhelming pain.
"We may never fully understand why, Luna," I whispered, my voice tender and filled with compassion. "Life's path can be filled with hardships and tragedies that defy comprehension. But we must find the strength to endure, for Harry's sake and for our own."
Luna's grip tightened around me, her sobs subsiding into a muted whimper. I stroked her hair gently, the soft strands slipping through my fingers like moonlight. Memories of Harry flooded my mind, his infectious laughter and unwavering support. He had been a guiding light, extinguished far too soon.