Rejection to Rebirth: A Luna's Vengeance
she quips, pulling me down for a kiss that starts soft but deepens quickly, filled with all the unspoken emotions that have been building between us.
When we finally break apart, breathless, I rest my forehead against hers. “This Sunday,” I whisper, “I’m not just claiming you as my Luna, Verena. I’m claiming you as my partner, my equal. For everyone to see and know.”
Her eyes, bright with emotion, meet mine. “I can’t wait.”
Resuming our walk, we make our way toward one of my favorite spots—a small hill that overlooks the training fields. The setting sun casts a golden glow over the land, illuminating the pack members below who are finishing up their evening routines.