Ariana
A month had passed since that fateful night, when my world had shifted and shattered under the weight of secrets and desires. The memory of Lucas—the notorious Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack—still lingered in the recesses of my mind, a constant reminder of the choices I had made and the path I now walked.
The days had blurred together, each one marked by a sense of longing and regret that seemed to coil around me like a vise. I moved through the routines of pack life, my actions a carefully orchestrated dance to keep my secrets hidden. Yet, despite my efforts, news of a looming engagement managed to penetrate the walls I had built around myself.
Whispers of the engagement between Lucas and my sister Seraphina reverberated through the Silver Moon Pack, sending ripples of excitement and anticipation throughout our territory. The union between our pack and the powerful Blood Moon Pack was seen as a triumphant alliance, one that promised strength and unity against any threat that might arise.
The excitement in the air was palpable, but my heart remained heavy with a different emotion—an emotion I struggled to name. It was a mixture of sadness, resentment, and an unshakable sense of loss. The knowledge that my mate—my supposed soulmate—was now betrothed to another was a bitter pill to swallow.
I watched from the periphery as Seraphina basked in the adoration of our pack, her every move met with admiration and approval. My father's preference for her was painfully evident, his attention and affection a stark contrast to the neglect I had grown accustomed to.
As the engagement was announced, a wave of sadness washed over me, threatening to drown me in its depths. I felt like an outsider, a spectator in my own life, as the world celebrated a union that felt like a cruel twist of fate. I was lost in the sea of congratulations and well-wishes, my own desires and feelings buried beneath layers of obligation and pretense.
But within the depths of my heart, a fierce resistance burned. The thought of Seraphina taking away the mate who was rightfully mine was unbearable. I refused to accept it—to be relegated to the shadows once again, to allow my happiness to be dictated by the whims of others.
It was this fiery determination that drove me to make a decision, a decision that would alter the course of my life. I couldn't stand by and watch as the man I believed was meant to be mine stepped into the spotlight, while I remained in the shadows, consumed by my own heartache.
With each determined step, I made my way towards the Blood Moon Pack's territory, the moonlight guiding me through the darkened woods. The tension in the air was palpable, a reflection of the turmoil that raged within me. I was driven by a need to reclaim what was rightfully mine, to confront Lucas and tell him that I was his mate.
As I approached the imposing entrance to the Blood Moon Pack's territory, my heart raced with a heady mix of anticipation and nerves. This was it—the moment that could change everything. I squared my shoulders and took a deep breath, my resolve firm as I prepared to face the man who had unwittingly become the center of my world.
But my determination was short-lived. Before I could take another step, a figure emerged from the shadows—a tall, imposing presence that blocked my path. It was Lucas's beta, a loyal and fierce warrior who served at Lucas's side.
He crossed his arms over his chest, his gaze unwavering as he studied me with a mixture of scrutiny and curiosity. "Ariana," he rumbled, his voice tinged with a hint of caution. "What brings you here?"
I hesitated, my heart pounding in my chest as I met his gaze. "I need to speak with Lucas," I managed to say, my voice betraying none of the uncertainty that churned within me.
The beta's brow furrowed, his expression unreadable. "About what?"
I took a deep breath, summoning the courage to voice my thoughts aloud. "I need to tell him that I'm his mate."
His eyes widened in surprise, a flicker of understanding crossing his features. "Ah, I see." He seemed to consider my words for a moment before shaking his head. "I'm afraid that won't be possible."
My heart sank, disappointment mingling with frustration. "Why not?"
The beta's gaze softened, and he took a step closer to me. "Lucas is... preoccupied at the moment. The preparations for the upcoming union are demanding his attention."
I clenched my fists, a surge of determination surging through me. "It's important," I insisted, my voice tinged with desperation. "He needs to know."
Beta Marcus regarded me for a long moment, his expression thoughtful. "Very well," he finally said, his tone conceding to my persistence. "I will relay your message to him."
Relief washed over me, followed by a renewed sense of determination. "Thank you," I murmured, my gratitude genuine.
He nodded once before turning away, his figure disappearing into the darkness. I stood there for a moment, the weight of my words hanging in the air. I had taken the first step, I had voiced my desires—now, all that remained was to wait and see if fate would be kind enough to grant me a chance at the love I had yearned for.
As I turned and made my way back home, the moonlight illuminating my path, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held. The road ahead was uncertain, fraught with challenges and obstacles, but I was prepared to face them all in the name of love and the hope that had been ignited within me.
LucasThe meeting room of the Blood Moon Pack was shrouded in an air of tension and authority, the atmosphere heavy with the weight of important decisions and strategic discussions. As Alpha, my responsibilities often demanded my presence here.Beta Marcus, a trusted and reliable member of our pack, stood before the assembled leaders, his voice carrying a mixture of excitement and incredulity. "Alpha, esteemed pack members, I bring news that will surely pique your interest. It concerns none other than the youngest daughter of the Silver Moon Pack."My attention sharpened as the room fell into a hushed silence. The Silver Moon Pack had always been a thorn in our side, a rival whose presence demanded vigilance and caution. But now, it seemed their youngest daughter had become entangled in our affairs in a most unexpected manner.Beta Marcus continued, his expression carefully neutral. "It appears that the young Omega from the Silver Moon Pack, Ariana, had quite the eventful evening at o
ArianaThe rain beat against the windowpane in a steady rhythm, a somber backdrop to the turmoil that churned within me. I stood outside the imposing doors of the Blood Moon Pack's meeting room, my heart pounding in my chest as I fought back the waves of anxiety that threatened to engulf me.Beta had delivered the message, a cold directive that I leave immediately, that I was not welcome in this place. The sting of rejection had cut deep, but I couldn't simply accept it. I couldn't let Lucas's misunderstanding stand, not when it held the potential to shatter the fragile connection that had formed between us.Determination burned within me as I pushed open the heavy door, stepping into the dimly lit room. My gaze landed on him—Lucas, the notorious Alpha, who sat at the head of a grand table, his expression a mix of intrigue and irritation as he regarded me.The air was charged with tension as I approached, my footsteps echoing through the vast space. I met his gaze head-on, my voice s
ArianaRain, relentless and unforgiving, seemed to mirror the tempest that raged within my heart. I stood at the edge of the Blood Moon Pack's territory, drenched to the bone, my soul heavy with the weight of rejection. The memory of his cold laughter reverberated in my mind, a cruel reminder of the chasm that separated us.With every raindrop that fell upon me, I felt a surge of pain, each one a tiny prick that added to the growing storm of emotions within. I had sought understanding, clarity, even a glimmer of compassion, but all I had received was mockery—mockery that cut through my resolve like a blade.As the rain soaked through my clothes and chilled my skin, I felt a deep sense of despair settling over me. The world around me seemed to blur, my vision clouded by both the physical rain and the tears that had begun to flow freely down my cheeks. I sank to my knees, my hands gripping the wet ground as though seeking solace from the earth itself.The heartache was almost unbearable
ArianaThe words were like a dagger to my heart, a stark reminder of my own perceived insignificance. I knew she didn't mean to hurt me intentionally, but the impact of her words cut deep, leaving a wound that seemed to widen with each passing moment.Before I could respond, my parents entered the room, their faces beaming with pride. "Darling, we've been so caught up with the wedding preparations that we almost forgot to check on you," my mother exclaimed, her voice filled with concern.My father nodded in agreement. "How are you feeling, my dear?"I offered them a small, tired smile, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'll be alright. Just need a bit more rest."My sister's laughter rang out once again, a sound that grated against my already frayed nerves. "Resting as usual, I see. Well, don't worry, Lucas will be able to take care of you once he's officially a part of the family."Her words were a mixture of teasing and mockery, a reminder of my own perceived inadequacies. I felt a
LucasThe night hung heavy with tension as I paced the dimly lit room, the storm outside mirroring the tempest that raged within me. Damn, I got the wrong wife. How stupid."You fool! Do you not see what you've done?" The voice that erupted from within me was not my own, but that of the wolf that resided within my very being. Its anger was palpable, a violent force that surged against the barriers I had erected to keep it at bay.I clenched my fists, my jaw tight with frustration. "This is not the time, wolf. I need to think, to figure out how to fix this."The wolf's laughter was a chilling echo in my mind."Think? You dare to speak of thinking when you've jeopardized our mate, our Luna?" The wolf's growl was ferocious, a guttural sound that sent shivers down my spine. My wolf is very irritable, its strength is very strong, sometimes it can even control my body when my consciousness is weak, that's why I seal it.I gritted my teeth, my patience wearing thin. "You know nothing of wha
ArianaI left a farewell letter to my parents, which is just beside my bed, I don't know if they have seen it or not.The days wore on as I journeyed through unfamiliar lands, seeking refuge in various hostels along the way. Each night, I found myself surrounded by the laughter and intimacy of loving couples, their affectionate gestures a stark reminder of the companionship I had lost. In the hostels, I watched as couples shared tender glances and whispered sweet words, their closeness a testament to the warmth of their bond. This relieved my loneliness of traveling alone.One evening, as I sat alone in the common area of a hostel, lost in my thoughts, a gentle tap on my shoulder roused me from my reverie. I turned to see a couple standing before me, their smiles kind and welcoming. In their hands, they held a small cake, its soft scent of vanilla and sweetness filling the air."We noticed you've been alone," the woman said, her voice soft and compassionate. "We wanted to share a lit
ArianaFive years laterAfter staying in the witch tribe, I got a lot of warmth and learned witchcraft from Gertrude.Under her tutelage, I had delved deep into the intricacies of magic, navigating a labyrinth of spells, incantations, and ancient rituals. Days blurred into nights as I poured over ancient tomes, my fingers tracing the faded words that held the secrets of generations past. Gertrude's guidance was relentless, her expectations high as she pushed me to harness the raw power that flowed through my veins. "You must channel your energy with precision, Ariana," Gertrude admonished, her voice a melodic yet stern reminder of the stakes at hand. "Magic is not a force to be trifled with. One misstep, one misplaced intention, and the consequences could be dire."I nodded, sweat trickling down my brow as I attempted to conjure a simple illusion. The air shimmered around me, the image forming before dissipating into nothingness. Frustration welled up within me, my hands trembling w
ArianaLucas battered and outnumbered, stood against a backdrop of hostility. My heart raced as a surge of conflicting emotions washed over me, surprise and apprehension.The wolves surrounding Lucas were huge, with black fur, and I guess they were Black Moon clan. This is the second time I have seen a werewolf of the Black Moon Clan, and they are more domineering than I imagined.I couldn't stand idly by while he faced the threat of the Black Moon tribe.Drawing upon the magic that had become an extension of myself, I focused my energy on creating a diversion—a veil of illusion that shrouded the surroundings in a mist of confusion. The attackers hesitated, their attention momentarily diverted as they tried to make sense of the shifting shadows.Seizing the opportunity, Lucas managed to break free from his assailants, his movements swift and determined. A surge of satisfaction coursed through me as I watched him regain his footing, his determination evident even in the midst of chaos.