Xavier’s PovI was stuck in a time frame that was the only reflection of my past yet it was inflicting an enormous amount of pain in me. The scene in front of me was only a story of the past. However, it was a real story of my past that had a tragic ending. Maybe that’s why it was crushing my heart so much to watch it countless times. Like a broken film reel, it kept on being replayed but never once did it pause. And I didn’t think it has any stop button.“It all happened in past. Luna is safe in the present world.” Deus was trying to comfort me. But little did he know I could feel his pain too. I knew he was shattered too. He was ashamed that he couldn’t protect her in the past. It was my fault too. Even if he had control of the body that day, I should have helped him to save her.Once again she died in front of me, protecting me and I was only being a spectator of it. If only I could close my eyes then I would. If only I could hide away then I would. If only I could roll out of this

Third Person PovLuna and Cole got out of the bus and started their journey. Climbing up and down those trekking trails, drinking water from the streams they would stumble in every ten minutes and eating pieces of hard cheese offered by local people. This was how they spend their whole journey to the lake. Neither was it easy nor was it safe but Luna didn’t care about that. She only cared about covering as much distance as possible so she could reach the lake before the moon replaced the sun in the sky.Cole was grumpy but he didn’t show it. After all, he was afraid that she would notice how he didn’t like the idea of her and Xavier being together. Heck, he didn’t like the idea of her with anyone else but he could do nothing about it since she wasn’t his in any way. No, she wasn’t his girl and that was the truth he didn’t want to face at all.He was in love with Luna and everything she did. With every pa

Luna’s Pov“Sit beside me.” Xavier didn’t hear me so I said once again. “Xavier, sit beside me.”He obliged and sat next to me. I gently took his hand in mind with an intension to provide him comfort. I would have hugged him but I wanted to see his face since I was seeing his handsome face after so long. And also because I wanted to peek into his soul through his eyes.“What happened?”“Nothing” was his instant reply. The fact that he answered too quick meant one thing. He was lying. Also, I was feeling his sadness through the mate bond so I knew something was bothering him. This time I hugged him and we stayed like that for a few minutes. Now that he had marked me, I could feel everything he felt, which was a little strange. For a fact I knew, this wasn’t possible.Well, my mom once told me that in ancient times when werewolf marked true mate, they could feel the emotions of their mate through the bond. However, after the vanishing, making was just supposed to be wearing their choose

Luna’s PovThe boys and girls were divided into two groups. We were about to play Lok Dohori. It was traditional folk music in which men and women flirt with each other by singing song. The fun part was that lyrics were instantly created by the lead singer on the spot. Not to mention they are always funny. And it continues till at least one side surrenders or runs out of the witty reply.It was my first time. In 17 year of my life, I had never taken part in any of mass fun activity. Honestly, I thought I would never see this day. A day where I didn’t have to be invisible. A day in which I could be free- I could be me. As a child, I would often try to run from home because home, at that time, felt like a prison to me. My innocent mind couldn’t understand why I had to be locked inside four walls.Those were dark times. But darkness is always followed by light. I looked at Xavier only to find his attention fixed on me. A genuine smile appeared on my lips. And just like that, his presence

Xavier’s Pov“I am not your property and you can’t give me as a gift to some sick pervert. You have no right.” Luna cried.They say emotions make us weak.I wondered if those statements were true as I watched my mate crying in front of me. The love and protectiveness I felt for her were at their peak. Her vulnerable state was making me weak. It was hard- almost impossible, to not pull her in my arm and tell her the truth. If I did so, and God knew I wanted to do so badly, then all my plan would turn into dust. Into nothingness.But I say emotions make us human.Without it, we would be only an animal. A feral animal that understood nothing but instinct. And I was neither animal nor human. I was a mixture of both. A Lycan.We, Lycan, were a mythical creature. Magic ran through our vein. A single body was home to two souls, one beast and another human. Beast was controll