The Loss

Liam and I found ourselves in a delicate situation. After his proposal to mark me as his Luna was rejected by the council, we were left to navigate our relationship without the official recognition we had hoped for. It was a challenging time for both of us, but we were determined to make it work.

One evening, we sat together by the fireplace in Liam's quarters. The atmosphere was tense, and I could feel the weight of his disappointment and frustration.

"I'm sorry, Bloom," Liam finally spoke, breaking the silence. "I should have fought harder for us."

I looked at him with understanding eyes. "It's not your fault, Liam. The council's decision was not in our control."

"But I can't bear the thought of not being able to call you my mate," Liam admitted, his voice filled with frustration. "You mean so much to me, and it hurts to know that we can't be officially mated."

I reached out and gently placed my hand on his. "Liam, we don't need a title to know how we feel about each other. We can s