Lunaya.Four days had passed since I told Alpha Hina about my heritage. I tried to steer clear of her where I could and have pretty much succeeded so far. Alyse and I have settled quickly into the village and the pack, taking on our chores and responsibilities each day and getting to know some of the pack members. A lot of the women have become more receptive and welcoming, I think Maya and Trinny, mainly Trinny, had something to do with that. Everything here is so easy and relaxing, I can definitely see us staying for good. Alyse and I have never been more blissfully in love. Each day after lunch half the pack would go for warrior training, Maya included. And since Maya and Trinny have become our shepherds, we get left alone in our hut for three hours. There isn’t much to do in a small hut for three hours, so we’ve been keeping each other warm, so to speak.I was laying on the bed with my arm around Alyse, looking up at the roof of the hut. Alyse was slowl

Lunaya. I landed hard on my hands and keens on the fur pelt, the pelt that we were just fucking on not ten minutes ago. Alyse’s body was thrown beside me and I grabbed her to pull her into my embrace. “What the fuck?” I snarled at the woman who dropped her, pushing down the urge to attack was more than difficult. “Do one of you want to tell me what the hell is going on?” I demanded. I checked over Alyse’s face and neck for injuries, she appears fine, no visible marks. My question was ignored and when I looked up, I was instead met with glares from the multiple women standing around us. I went to stand but was pushed back down onto my knees. I turned my face and growled at the woman holding me. She pulled her hand back and frowned down at me, her lips curling back over her teeth in a snarl. ‘Touch me again’ I thought a silent warning glowering back up at her. “You’ve been lying to me” Hina’s voice came from behind a wall in front of us. I snapped my he

Zelena.The words cut me like a knife. Spartan didn’t make it. No wonder Cole doesn’t want anything to do with me. It’s my fault that his father is dead. The hunters came for me, if I was never here then Spartan still would be. All I have brought this pack is death. I still don’t know exactly how many Weres died the night of the battle, but right now I can only focus on the one. I remember clear as day when Gunner explained why the packs were so willing to die for me. Because I am a gift from the Goddess, a beacon of hope for all Were-kind. Well how much hope am I offering Cole now? It’s not my place to mourn for Spartan, after all, I only met him a few times. But why do I still feel like I have lost someone dear to me? Is it just the guilt? No, I don’t think so. It’s Cole. Our relationship had a rough start, but we came around, he came around. And before that damn battle we were good, we were friends. But now he is hurting, and it&rs

Zelena.“Are you sure about this?” I asked Gunner, still not convinced and feeling a little reluctant.“Yes” he groaned adamantly, for the tenth time.“The pack deserves to celebrate and so do you” he said more gently as he rubbed his hands up and down my arms.The thought of throwing a birthday party, crossed with a new Alpha and Luna ceremony, crossed with the ‘arrival of the Goddess’ celebration, or so Roe called it, all seemed a bit tacky. Granted the attack was over three months ago and I’ve been back at home in the pack house for just under two weeks now, try as I may, there was no talking Roe out of this. But I understand, kind of. The pack went through a lot with the hunter attack, and they haven’t had the chance to celebrate their new Alpha, with everyone being in mourning. As I have been told many times now, the blessing of the chosen daughter, or me in other words, is a huge deal to al

Lunaya.Staying true to her Seer ways, all Pappi told me was Nova Scotia. No town name, not the name of my daughter, nothing. I wonder if the hunters kept her birth name, engraved on a dainty bracelet they wore on the wrist. I wonder how she escaped them. So many questions. A frenzy of emotions swarmed through my body. Joy, because she lives. Fear, that she will reject me as her mother. Anxiety, being forced to wait even longer before seeing her. Pride, that the Goddess has once again risen, and from my child. But above all, hope. It has been a long time that I felt true unadulterated hope. There have been flickers and small glimmers of it over the years, but they dissipated as quickly as they arrived. This time, the hope stays. It warms my body, prickling over my skin and coming to rest deep inside my heart.Although I fought to leave Luna Eclipse right away, I reluctantly agreed to wait a few more days. Hina has ordered that her Beta, Elaine, join us on the trip to N