ArianaThe night hung heavy with an air of mystery, the moon's silvery glow casting an ethereal light upon the Witch Tribe's sanctuary. Crickets chirped in the distance, their melody intertwining with the rustle of leaves, as if nature itself held its breath in anticipation. I held Elara close, her warmth against my chest a comforting reminder of the bond we shared.As we nestled by the flickering flames of our campfire, a rustling in the underbrush drew my attention. My heart skipped a beat, my senses tingling with a mix of curiosity and caution. And then, emerging from the shadows, was a figure I had never expected to see again—Alpha Lucas, flanked by Beta from the Blood Moon Tribe.My breath caught in my throat as surprise washed over me, Elara's head lifting from my embrace to peer curiously at the unexpected visitors. His disheveled appearance struck a chord of concern within me, a flicker of empathy for the turmoil that had brought him to this moment. I couldn't deny the impact
LucasThe fire crackled and danced in the cool night air, casting flickering shadows upon the faces of my mate and our pup.Our pup's gaze remained fixed on me, her eyes a mirror of curiosity and trepidation."Sweetheart," I began, my gaze shifting to Ariana who held our pup in her arms, "I know this might be overwhelming, but I need you both to understand something important."Ariana's eyes met mine, a mixture of caution and curiosity swirling within their depths. I continued, my words careful and deliberate, "I am your father, and I've been searching for you both for the past five years. I haven't married anyone else, and I never stopped looking for you."A flicker of surprise passed through her eyes, and for a moment, the world around us seemed to hold its breath. "I found out, five years ago, that your sister was not Ariana I had that one-night stand with," I confessed, my voice tinged with regret. "I broke off the engagement on the night of the wedding. I've been searching for y
ArianaAs I stood before him, my heart raced in disbelief, absorbing every word that escaped his lips. The revelation that he had divorced my sister five years ago left me stunned, my mind reeling with the implications of his actions. It was a blow that I couldn't even begin to fathom, a choice that had sent shockwaves through both our clans and set the stage for the deteriorating relationship between the Blood Moon Clan and the Silver Moon Clan.My sister, Seraphina, had always been the favored one, bathed in the glow of my father's approval and expectations. Even though I had been accustomed to my role as the overlooked omega, I couldn't help but imagine the impact of her downfall on her once-privileged existence. I had been witness to her tsundere demeanor, her haughty pride, and her condescending attitude, and the thought of her world crumbling beneath her feet was a revelation that struck me deeply.The implications of his choice weighed heavily on me, the realization that he had
ArianaSitting by the fire one evening, I couldn't help but bring up the topic that had been gnawing at my curiosity."Gertrude," I began tentatively, "I've heard whispers among the young witches about how some sorcerers use the name of witches to deceive humans. Is that true?"Gertrude's eyes twinkled with a mix of amusement and understanding. She let out a soft chuckle before responding, "Ah, my dear, it seems you have stumbled upon one of the darker truths of our existence."I leaned in, eager to hear more. "Tell me, please. I want to understand."She nodded, her expression growing somber. "You see, there are those who harness the power of magic for their own gain, without understanding or respecting the true nature of our craft. These sorcerers often pose as witches, exploiting the mystique and allure of our abilities to manipulate and deceive.""But why?" I asked, my brow furrowing. "What do they gain from pretending to be witches?"Gertrude let out a sigh, her gaze fixed on the
LucasToday is my 10th day in the witch tribe. After getting along these days, the witch is much friendlier than I imagined.The bonfire's warm embrace cast a flickering dance of light and shadow across the faces of the gathered witches. Laughter and music filled the air as the night progressed, weaving a tapestry of joy and celebration. Among the revelers, my gaze was unerringly drawn to Ariana.Ariana indulged in the spirits of the occasion, her laughter ringing through the air like tinkling bells. I watched her with a mixture of amusement and tenderness, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips as she embraced the merriment.I'm so happy when I realize she's been doing well these past few years.Soon, the effects of the alcohol began to take hold, and Ariana leaned against my shoulder, her breathing steady and content. Her eyelids drooped, and the world around her seemed to blur into a hazy dream. I couldn't help but look at her face, her features illuminated by the bonfire's glow
LucasI stood there, gazing down at Ariana as she slept peacefully, her features bathed in the soft moonlight that filtered through the window. My fingers brushed against the strands of her hair, an instinctual desire to touch her, to be close to her, overcoming any rational thought.Unable to resist any longer, my lips met hers in a gentle kiss. It was meant to be tender, comforting, a silent reassurance of my presence. Her lips parted slightly, and I felt a shiver run down my spine as her tongue brushed against mine. It was a response that I hadn't anticipated, igniting a fire within me that had been smoldering for far too long. I deepened the kiss, a hunger building within me as my fingers tightened in her hair.Ariana's response was a mixture of comfort and curiosity, her lips yielding to mine in a way that sent a jolt of electricity through every fiber of my being. As the kiss deepened, the atmosphere around us grew charged with unspoken desire. My heart raced, my body respondi
ArianaThe gentle morning light filtered through the curtains. My eyes slowly fluttered open, and my heart skipped a beat. Lucas was lying beside me, his peaceful expression softened by the slumber that enveloped him. Memories of the night before came rushing back, my cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and anticipation.As I moved to sit up, the bed shifted slightly, and I froze. A strong arm snaked around my waist, pulling me back down against a solid, warm chest. My heart raced, and I turned my head to find Lucas still asleep, his grip possessively tight.My instinct was to escape, to untangle myself from his embrace and put distance between us. But before I could make a move, a familiar voice pierced the air. "Mommy, Daddy, are you awake?" Elara's voice held a hint of surprise and curiosity, and I turned my head to see her standing at the doorway, her eyes widening at the sight before her.I blushed furiously, my heart pounding in my chest. I tried to sit up again, but
ArianaThe time had come for me to bid farewell to the witches who had become like family to me. "Remember, Ariana, that our tribe will always welcome you back. If you ever find yourself wronged or in need, the South will be your sanctuary.""Thank you, Gertrude. You've been like a mother to me, and I'll never forget your kindness." I nodded, my voice caught in my throat as I tried to express my feelings. Emotions swelled, and before I knew it, tears streamed down my cheeks. Gertrude's arms enveloped me in a warm embrace, a gesture that held both comfort and reassurance. "You're strong, Ariana. No matter where life takes you, always remember that you have a family here."I hugged her back tightly, my heart overflowing with gratitude and love. Lucas by my side and Elara's hand in mine, I felt a renewed sense of courage and hope.The journey back to the Blood Moon Clan was filled with mixed emotions. As we traveled through the familiar landscapes, memories of my past – both painful