The night was dark, and the moon was nowhere in sight. I was sound asleep, my dreams taking me to far-off places, when I felt something strange. A hand was crawling up my waist from behind me, and it didn't stop until it had a complete hold on me. I felt a gentle pull, and my body was pushed towards the hand. My back hit a solid chest, and I knew that it was him. Darius. The one person who could make my heart skip a beat with just a touch. I didn't have to turn around to see who it was because I knew it was him. The way my heart was beating on his touch was a dead giveaway. He had a hold on me, and I was his. I could feel his breath on my neck, and it sent shivers down my spine. As he held me close, I could feel his heartbeat against my back. It was a steady rhythm, and it made me feel nervous.I grabbed his hand, trying to remove it from my waist, but it only got tighter. He put his face in the core of my neck and took a deep breath, inhaling my scent. He whispered, "Don't move. Ju
I opened my eyes to an empty bed. I looked around the room, the curtains were drawn and the sunlight was streaming through the gaps. The silence in the room was deafening, the only sound was the ticking of the clock on the wall. I couldn't help but wonder if Clyde had really been there last night or if it was all just a dream. The memories of the night before were hazy and blurred, I couldn't remember much.As I moved to the other side of the bed, I couldn't help but feel his scent all over the place. It was like he was still there, lying beside me, holding me close. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, savoring the scent of his cologne. A smile unconsciously formed on my face as I remembered the night before. I opened my eyes and looked around the room, everything was still the same, but everything was different. The colors were brighter, the air was fresher. No matter how hard I tried to hate him, I simply couldn't bring myself to do it. There was always a part of me that was
“We are planning to have a small ceremony to announce you as my Luna,” said Darius and I moved my eyes towards him. If he had said this before, I would throw tantrum but since I had accepted all of this, I didn’t say anything and nodded my head in agreement. He was waiting for me to say something but when I didn’t he again begin, “Let me know if you need anything.” This occasion is considered to be the most important one For Lunas but I had no excitement so I told him, “There’s nothing I need but make sure it would end soon.” He watched me for few seconds and nodded, sighing. I wanted to leave as soon as my breakfast ended because his eyes didn’t leave my neck for a minute and kept staring at those hickeys he left behind last night.
I knew that I had to find her, no matter what. She was the only reason I had left in my life, the only person who had ever truly cared for me. I owed it to her to bring her back home, to keep her safe from harm.I took a long sigh and sat up. My eyes fell onto the clothes that were placed neatly on the sofa, along with the jewellery, makeup, and all the other things a girl needs to dress up. I put the pillow back in its place and walked towards the dress.As I looked at the beautiful long gown, I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. The dress was simply stunning, with its flowing fabric and intricate details that sparkled in the light. It was the kind of dress that made you feel like a fairy princess, and I knew that I had to have it.As I turned, something caught my eye. There was a small note lying on the table next to the dress, and I couldn't resist picking it up. As I read the words, a smile spread across my face. It was a simple message, but it filled me with a sense of excite
"We are planning to have a small ceremony to announce you as my Luna," Darius's voice resonated through the room, his eyes locking onto mine. His words carried an air of significance that held my attention captive. Had this declaration been uttered in a different time, I might have let my emotions spiral into a whirlwind of protest, expressing my dissent with fervor. However, the sands of change had swept through my perspective, and the acceptance I had reached within myself painted my response in a new light.The notion of being unveiled as his Luna, a title that held within it a tapestry of responsibilities and privileges, was not one to be taken lightly. A flicker of contemplation danced across my eyes as I weighed the magnitude of his words. This, the culmination of our journey, the pinnacle of a connection that had undergone trials and revelations, was soon to be proclaimed in the presence of those who mattered most.As I stood there, a palpable tension hung in the air, his expec
A full week had elapsed since our poignant exchange, during which he had divulged the truth about my mother, unraveling a tapestry of secrets that had been woven for far too long. Amidst the profound revelations, a decision had been made: the impending ceremony, a solemn and pivotal event, was to be orchestrated in the coming month. The intervening time was to be my respite, allowing me to immerse myself in the profound legacy that was now my birthright – that of being the Luna of the esteemed pack.This interval, although brief, was to serve as a crucible for my transformation. As I embarked on this journey of understanding, I found myself steeped in the arcane lore that dictated the intricate workings of our ancient lineage. The weight of my newfound responsibilities pressed upon me, much like the embrace of the moonlight that bathed our nocturnal realm.Days melted into nights as I delved into the chronicles of our ancestors, seeking to comprehend the delicate balance that had sust
On that delightful day, a decision was made to venture out into the world, embracing the essence of togetherness. The anticipation surged within me as I meticulously prepared for the occasion, weaving together elements of beauty and allure. My wardrobe was a treasure trove of elegance, each piece carefully chosen to enhance my natural radiance. Adorning myself with the most exquisite garments I could lay my hands on, I aimed to paint an exquisite picture that would captivate all who laid eyes upon it.A vision had taken root in my mind, a vision of enchanting grace and timeless charm. Knowing his penchant for the ethereal charm of long gowns, I selected a gown of palest pink, a hue that seemed to mirror the delicate blush of dawn. The gown flowed gracefully, its hem brushing against my ankles like a whisper of silk against skin. To accompany this ethereal creation, I opted for dainty white heels, their subtle elegance adding a touch of sophistication to my ensemble.As I stood before
As the sun's golden rays stretched across the tranquil city, I found myself growing increasingly uneasy as the minutes turned into an hour, and Darius, who is ever-punctual, remained conspicuously absent from our designated meeting spot. The air, usually filled with the harmonious hum, seemed to hold a whisper of concern as I stood there, contemplating the unusual delay.A sense of unease settled in the pit of my stomach, gnawing at my thoughts like a persistent worry. It wasn't like Darius to be late – his punctuality was as dependable as the sunrise itself. Unable to quell my growing apprehension, I motioned for the guard, a stalwart figure with a weathered countenance, to join me. With a furrowed brow, I conveyed my request for him to seek out any information regarding Darius's whereabouts.The guard's footsteps echoed through the corridor as he embarked on his quest for answers, a resolute determination evident in his every stride. Hours ticked by, each moment elongated by the wei