Episode 32

Old Luna's POV

Never had it been my intention to live a naked life like a house without windows and doors, just the right kind for anyone to peep into. Hundreds of years of physical and emotional torture that grew worse by every second with that man. That werewolf that bear the mark of evil. The few dark things that I did along the way, just to push past time, was taught by him. How I missed my early years when things were calm, and when I thought the life couldn't be more sweeter, Festin came in and lived it along with me.

"Who might you be, beauty?" That soft voice put a stop to my feet while walking along a tiny footpath with thick bushes swaying gently on both sides.

When I turned to meet this clean, young male with those eyes that sparkled just like the stars of the night, my breath was instantly stolen away. Not just that, the glow from his skin drew me closer for a touch.

"Wake up, Brina!" Softly slapping my cheeks, those warm hands held my wrists and pulled me unto his body.

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