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25: Thorn in my side
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Missing Luna: She Is Mine 26: A shattered Promise
ASHER’S POV'Asher, stop trying to prove that Lisa is Kiara. She isn’t.' Jonas’ warning from earlier reechoed in my mind, igniting a surge of reckless energy within me. It was similar to a wild hurricane, driving me to pace the confines of my office like a beast trapped in a cage.I paced the room restlessly, haunted by the uncanny resemblance between Lisa and Kiara, which was driving me to the edge of my sanity. 'I can’t remember it, but my brothers assured me it was a nasty fall while we were galloping around our parents’ farm,' Lisa had said. The look in her eyes as she spoke those words was eerily familiar.“I couldn’t believe it,” I whispered to myself. The scar was a mirror image of the one I remembered. But how could I confirm it when all she had was a fragmented memory that she could barely piece together? Despite the chilling familiarity of the scar and her face, they remained devoid of any trace of any wolf.Frustration swelled within me, a tidal wave of emotion threatening
Missing Luna: She Is Mine 27: A Mountain Against My Storm
LISA’S POVThe early morning sun crept in through the window, forcing me to stir awake. I opened my eyes groggily to see Jonas standing over me, his gaze intense. Startled by his close proximity, I quickly pushed myself off the floor and into a sitting position.“Good morning, Master Jonas,” I greeted, my voice barely above a whisper as I lowered my head, the cool earth pressing against my forehead.Silence hung heavy between us, his response absent. Yet, I could feel the intensity of his gaze, as if it were a tangible force searing through me.Curious to find out what could be the matter, I lifted my eyes and met the piercing gaze of Jonas. His eyes, dark as the midnight sky, were ablaze with a fury that sent shivers down my spine.He leaned in closer, his breath warm enough to tickle the tip of my nose. “What were you dreaming about last night?” he demanded, his voice as sharp and cold as a blade slicing through the winter air.I bit my lip, refusing to allow him access to the secre
Missing Luna: She Is Mine 28: The Hunting Truth
JONAS’S POV"Falling off a cliff?" I echoed her words in disbelief. Lisa’s dreams were about falling off a cliff. How could that be?I turned away, my hands curling into fists to suppress the visible rage that was slowly turning into trembling. My heart pounded in my chest like a drum, its rhythm echoing the shock coursing through my veins.Perhaps I misheard. My mind might be playing tricks on me. As I turned to face her one more time, my eyes were wild, staring into Lisa’s confused ones.She remained crumpled and vulnerable on the floor, her eyes wide as she looked at me. As I took a step closer, she recoiled in fear, crawling backward and away from me.The information about her dream she had just shared hung in the air between us—a chilling truth that seemed to freeze time itself.I swallowed hard, my throat dry as the desert. “Is it true?” I asked again, my voice barely a whisper.She nodded, her eyes never leaving mine. “Yes,” she said, her voice trembling. “It’s true.”Overwhelm
Missing Luna: She Is Mine 29: Hangover Haze
ASHER’S POVA groan escaped my lips, its sound muffled by the soft pillow beneath my head. The room was bathed in a golden glow, the sun’s rays piercing through the gaps in the curtains, casting a warm, dotted pattern across my face.“What time is it?" I murmured to myself, realizing the sun was already high up in the sky. I should have been up and running by now not cooked up in bed.As I attempted to rise, a sharp, piercing pain shot through my skull like a lightning bolt, instantly forcing me back onto the bed with a startling thud.“Ow!” I cried out, my hands flying instinctively to my temples. My fingers pressed into the skin, trying to soothe the throbbing ache that pulsed beneath. “What in the world happened last night?” I muttered to myself, the confusion evident in my voice.I sat there, lost in a fog of confusion, trying to piece together the fragments of the previous night. My last clear memory was of myself, hunched over my broken study desk with a glass in hand. But now,
Missing Luna: She Is Mine 30: Silent Plea In The Darkness
LISA’S POV My vision blurred into an unending haze as I lay crumpled on the cold stone floor of my cell. The floor was a cruel bed, its chill seeping into my bones like a dagger’s bite. The shackles gnawed into my skin with every move and turn. My bones felt fragile, as if they might shatter under the slightest pressure. My muscles screamed in protest, worn thin from the futile struggle against my iron shackles. Jonas, ever the ruthless captor, had ensured my bonds were as unyielding as his icy heart. “Why, Jonas?” I whispered into the consuming darkness, my voice barely taking a breath. “Why such unyielding cruelty?” There was no answer, just the echo of my own desperate voice, a haunting reminder of my solitude, bouncing off the cold, unforgiving walls. I curled tighter into myself, seeking warmth in the biting cold. Thirst and hunger claw at me relentlessly, but it was the haunting memories of my life back home with my family that inflicted the deepest pain. The darkness grew
Missing Luna: She Is Mine 31: The Puzzle Of Jonas
Asher's POVThe afternoon air was heavy with tension as I watched Jonas’s figure disappear into the distance. A sense of unease coiled in my gut, a familiar serpent whispering warnings of a possible treachery. I turned to seek out Silas; his presence was a silent shadow beside me, his head bowed in submission.“Silas,” I called out, my voice steady despite the turmoil churning within me. “What do you make of Jonas’s departure?”His posture straightened, his eyes flickering up to meet mine, a silent acknowledgment of the gravity of the situation. “Alpha Asher,” he began, his voice a steady rock amidst a raging sea. “I’m afraid I cannot discern his motives. He is as unreadable as the night sky, devoid of both stars and moonlight, leaving us to find out what he is really up to.”I nodded, the weight of command settling on my shoulders. “Then we must find out what he is up to at this time. Have someone follow him discreetly and report back with your findings.”Silas offered a curt bow, h
Missing Luna: She Is Mine 32: Rogue Encounter
JONAS POVAs I continue to rode out, a chill crept over me, a silent alarm whispering of another’s presence watching me. The sun was beginning to dip below the horizon; it wouldn’t be long before the creatures of the night emerged from their hiding places. To make matters worse, the distant human village was still nowhere in sight.Transforming into my wolf form is a gamble I’m reluctant to take. The mere thought of confronting those blood-thirsty creatures sends shivers down my spine. The fear of being easily overpowered is a terrifying reality. My only option is to spur my horse into a faster gallop, praying that we can outpace the looming threat ahead.And so, I do just that. The worn heels of my boots dig into the horse’s heaving sides with a force born of desperation. “Faster, boy!” I yell into the wind, my voice raw and ragged, mirroring the wild beat of my heart.Even though I had already crossed halfway through the border, an eerie sensation of being watched from the tree line
Missing Luna: She Is Mine 33: Gathering Grief And Courage
WRITER’S POVMany days had passed since Lisa’s departure, which had torn through the lives of her brothers, Jax and Max. The weight of her absence bore down on them, serving as a constant reminder of the sacrifice she had made.Jax, as the eldest, bore the responsibility of protection—a duty he believed he had failed when danger snatched Lisa away. Their parents, now long gone, had entrusted Jax with a vow to shield Lisa from life’s darker turns. Though her absence has left a gap in their hearts and homes, none of the brothers were willing to talk about their grief.When Max, who was the younger of the two, had finally had enough, he confronted his brother with a solution to their problem.Max’s voice was a low, menacing growl. “We can’t just sit here with our arms folded, Jax. We need action.”Jax’s reply came out weary: “And do what? March into the jaws of death? Lisa wouldn’t have wanted that.”“Jax, we can’t just sit here!” Max’s voice was laced with desperation and anger. “Every
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