Chapter 7
Sansa's PovLetters'Love, it's been a while since I've thought about you recently, it's been years since I've seen you, but your gorgeous face is still stuck in my head. I still visit the locations where we used to spend our greatest moments together.Walking down the beach with your hand in mine, while we were both lost in each other's eyes as deep as the ocean, your lovely smile made me feel alive. Those were the days I longed for. Back when you were mine.My life has changed since the day I met you; you were the best thing that ever happened to me; no borders, no restrictions, nothing could keep us apart.I believed I was strong enough to let you go, that I could live my life without you, but I was mistaken; I had no clue how wretched I would be without you.Your fragrance is still present. I can smell you in our bedroom, and your old outfits are still hanging in the closet, giving me the impression that you are still here.I haven't touched or changed anything in our bedroom, and the same white thin curtain blows out the window in the winter. The creaking sound of the window reminds me of how you used to react to noises in a lovely manner.The red rose was printed on a yellow lamp on the side table that was broken and you instructed me to throw it away, but I kept it since I remembered you buying it for our bedroom to brighten it up, and it was your favorite lamp. You have brightened my life since you met me.The same warm cozy atmosphere of our room never gets old; I love to remember how things were with you; the guitar that I used to play and sing songs for you is still hanging on the wall near our wedding photo painting that our daughter created for us on her 9th birthday.Everything remains the same, except you. The loneliness I feel every night on the right side of my bed when I turn and can't see you there when I turn my face to look at you as I used to, thinking you'd smile back and hold my hand in your soft palms and stare at me for a long time,I love to lose in your deep ocean eyes when all I have to do is look at you and forget about the rest of the world.I miss your touch on my face, getting closer than ever before, holding me near enough to hear my thoughts, the aroma of your creamy skin, and your silky hair seemed like a sea under the moonlight.The darkness I see was wonderful with my eyes closed when your lips sealed in mine and I could feel them. The pleasure I used to have with you was on another level, the melody I used to hear in your voice, the happiness I used to feel in your touch had all vanished.You're not here, and the sorrow I feel is enormous; I still couldn't believe it after all these years that I'd lost you so long ago; what hope was I clinging on to?I couldn't believe it when I was the one who closed your unmoving eyes with my quivering hands and a heavy heart as your soul left your body; I believe genuine love is always intended to be this way.It felt strange to have to celebrate happiness and mourn my greatest loss on the same day, the day we were separated. It was the most distressing recollection I had.My heart was unmoved by anything in the world, and I never fell in love again; you were the first and last person I ever loved.I had to pretend to be cheerful and enthusiastic when my heart was crying for you and I felt your absence every second.I don't want to show how depressed I am without you, but I have to act like I am the happiest person in the world in front of our daughter.I can't change the fact that she was born and you were gone, the same day I lost you forever, I never wanted to tell her that I tried hard to hate her but I couldn't, she is innocent and the best gift you ever gave me, I realized it by the time, she is the example of our pure love for which we fought to the end.Our princess, Sansa, the name you gave her. She is interested in you and the good memories I told her but kept the cruelest within me.I love you, Lucinda Hansley, and I miss you. I will always love you,Your Raven Elsher.'Some of the letters my father wrote to my mother were discovered locked inside a box hidden inside his closet on the day of my father's funeral, my birthday, February 14th. My mother died the day after giving birth to me. When I lost my father on February 14th, it became a cursed day for me.How I became the curse in his life destroyed my heart. He never made me feel like my birth was his worst memory, even though he was probably in pain at the time.I questioned how he restrained his wrath and hatred towards me after I murdered the most important person to him by coming into this world and causing my mother to lose her life.The shame I felt after reading the letters, his thoughts, and the words he wanted to tell my mother but couldn't since he was suffering all the while I was at his side but I never knew.He never told me that my mother died on my birthday, he never mentioned the date, and he always avoided talking about my mother.I used to think he avoided and disliked my mother until I discovered his letters in which he penned his sentiments and the things he wanted to tell her. He kept his letters buried inside the box, trapped inside.No matter how much we love someone, we will have to say goodbye to them one day; love is a scary thing that we do not select but fall into by accident.That's what I used to be frightened of; falling in love was difficult for me because I put walls around my heart, making it hard for anyone to enter or breakthrough.I'd never wanted to be close to anybody before, but Logan changed my mind. I fell in love with the man who was willing to give up his pack, his status as a beta, and his entire life to be with a half-human, half-werewolf like me.I was nothing more than a survivor, who spent her adolescent years in fear, on different streets, without shelter, and protecting herself from demons, devilish men who wanted to harm me in any way possible after my grandpa Falkor kicked me out of the house in the middle of the night on the day my father died.Being in love with Logan made me feel comfortable for the first time in my life; he was a shelter in the rain and a relief in the suffering; he was a lovely reality when I used to wake up from my nightmares; those nightmares had vanished after I met Logan.He was sweet, kind, and the most attractive man I'd ever encountered. He was brave enough to protect me from every threat; he demonstrated his love for me; he won my heart and made me his forever.I last saw him at our wedding hall when our ceremony was disrupted by Xavier, and I had to sacrifice myself to save Logan, who would blame me for leaving him.No matter how far we were apart, he was always in my heart and mind, which Xavier despised the most; he wanted me to forget the man I loved, but it was impossible for me to forget the one who made me feel love for the first time and convinced me that I deserved to be loved and to be happy."NO!!!!" The woman's cry was audible, and her voice rang through the jungle in the cold night, alerting birds, animals, and creatures to the loss of a loved one.Xavier and Samuel's attention was drawn to a pregnant woman seated next to Father Raven, who was not responding as she yelled and screamed his name and demanded that he wake up."You can't just leave me like that!!" The woman was crying more, losing control, which was bad for her and the baby she was carrying.The enigma engulfed me once more: if my father died like the way in the past, how did he live and care for me? He stayed with me till I was 14, I was at his burial, still trying to figure out whether he died right in front of me in the forest or if it was simply a dream.Who was that woman, when my father was only in love with my mother?Was that even correct? Or was the reality I was living a lie?Thank you for taking the time to read my second book in the "Under The Moonlight: Alpha's Bride" series. Do you believe Sansa is seeing the dream or is she in the past? Please share your treasured thoughts.❤️
Chapter 8 Sansa's Pov When time froze for some, their hearts raced faster, and every second felt like a decade, with worry on their minds and 1000 thoughts flying through their heads.I kept asking myself questions for which I had no answers to calm myself down since my curiosity was unabated and I wanted to know more about the predicament I had found myself in.The conclusion I came to was that it was not the past, I was certain, I was seeing a dream, my father had never died before, he died on the day I turned 14, the same day my mother died years before.When an unknown woman was crying and screaming miserably and no one dared to interrupt her, a younger version of my father lay unmoving on the floor.My eyes welled up with tears, the same emotions I felt when I lost my father for the second time; my broken heart had been wounded by the agony of losing my father so long ago, and now I was facing the death of my father once more. I kept my cool while trying hard not to cry.Even th
Chapter 9Sansa's Pov Hello! Hello?Is anybody out there?Helloooo?Can anybody hear me? My voice reverberated, and I could hear my three voices back; I became stranded; now what would I face? I couldn't think straight after hours of walking and running, trying to find a way out; my hope was fading. I was hurrying, breathing heavily, the stillness was killing me, I was alone in the "nothing zone," the blank and black everywhere, I began to look for a way out, but no matter where I went or how long I ran, all I could see was blackness everywhere.I remembered standing in the freezing woodland, staring at my father's lifeless body, another trauma I was experiencing as Xavier was torturing my father. Even my subconscious mind understood I was watching a nightmare, but the human heart inside my chest generally reacted like humans. I lived my entire life among humans while my father sheltered me from the underworld; he may have already known about the awful realities of the underworld
Chapter 10 Sansa's POV The Pronouncement of Wonder? That curse law that I was suffering from, Xavier claimed me as his bride, how could he make another contract under the same law? According to the law of the pronouncement of wonder, only one bride can be claimed once in a lifetime, and no member of the Oak pack would create any other connection besides his bride.In the Oak pack tradition, the claimed bride would be more prized than any true mate link, although other packs valued the real mate relationship.Because of Grandpa Falkor's surprising disclosure, Xavier turned to face him, and the table appeared to turn. Xavier looked speechless. When Grandpa Falkor seemed to be in command of the situation. Grandpa Falkor remarked solemnly. "I offered you the pronouncement of wonder." The terrified pregnant woman gingerly rose to her feet, putting her stomach with one hand and experiencing pain in her injuries."Wait, what are you saying? Are you even in your right mind?" The woman wa
Love Is A CurseChapter 11 Sansa's POV "Mother." "Mom." "Mama." I was speaking to her, and the silence broke my heart. "I'm sorry, but," my mother Lucinda replied, her voice shaking.Grandpa Falkor's attention went to her, and he heard something from her that he hadn't expected."Claiming by the brutal, merciless, cursed alpha, my child does not deserve that," she murmured helplessly."Did my son deserve the state he's in today?" Grandpa Falkor inquired regretfully.My mother shook her head, trembling, and crying. "It's my fault." When Grandpa Falkor fought to contain his emotions with a heavy heart."Raven would have been living his normal happy life without me if we hadn't met, not by fate, not by chance, we both would not have been suffering," she burst out crying."Mom," my voice never reached her, but I wanted to talk to her, to console her when I sat next to her. Seeing tears pour from her huge eyes as she regretted meeting my father."You will only lose your son; I will l
Chapter 12 Sansa's POV My childhood home was in the heart of the city, and I spent my days with my father and grandfather, just like any other teenager.Living among humans, unconscious of my true origin, I began to notice changes in my body when I was 13, I began to detect new kinds of aromas from afar, and I began to run quicker than usual, human murmurs I could hear from afar.Things were never the same when I was changing; it was part of our lives; nothing ever remains the same, things change, and our bodies, minds, lifestyle, thoughts, and choices change through time; I used to think and try to accept the strange as ordinary.I had no one to confide in regarding my illness, which included nightmares, concerns, anxiety, and loneliness, among other things, and I never spoke honestly to my father about it.When I entered the house on my 14th birthday, I noticed that not everything was in its proper place. Everything had been destroyed.Windows that had previously afforded a glimpse
Chapter 13 Sansa's POVMy mother yanked Xavier's hand away from her neck without hesitation as the conversation heated up."You don't know who you're dealing with," struggling to suppress his rage, Xavier muttered."You will know by the time, I will make sure, trust me," she stated confidently, teasing him."Why am I the only one who is clueless here?" Grandpa Falkor inquired as to when he took their first step toward them."This isn't fair, I finished the deal, his breathing is stable, he'll wake up by any time, his wounds will heal by then, and he'll be healthy again, but that seemed you have changed your mind," when Grandpa Falkor could hear him again, Xavier inquired my mother curiously."You cursed Raven, if I had known you used Rigurlic to save him, I would have let him die like that," she declared fearlessly, looking into his eyes."You were not ready, and now you have changed your mind, the deal is over, and I ----" she dared to slash Xavier in half."Saving and cursing are no
Chapter 14 Sansa's POV "I did not intend to kill you or cheat you in any way, I have never done that, the deal was fair from the start but things did not go as planned, I know, it happens sometimes, another deal we made The Pronouncement of Wonder I offered in exchange for saving my son," solemnly Grandpa Falkor stated.Grandpa Falkor was being watched by Xavier and my mother, and we were all attempting to guess his next move. He threw away the gun and began to light the candles throughout the place. "I would fulfill the promise I made to you," his voice skeptical, Grandpa Falkor stated solemnly.Grandpa Falkor had been desperate for Xavier's blood just seconds before, but now he was calm and ready to finish the bargain. What caused him to alter so abruptly, we were all inquisitive about what was going on in his head.When the candles lit up the room, Grandpa Falkor shut out the electric lights.Nothing could stop that relationship from being formed now that the time had come. No ma
Chapter 15Sansa's POV_Unexpectedly_Grandpa Falkor fired a shot at Xavier. As a silver bullet from Grandpa Falkor's revolver created a small innocuous scratch right side of Xavier's shoulder and passed to the young werewolf behind him, our eyes were wide open, our breath held, and our stunned faces.A teenage werewolf who had been standing by Father Raven's side, secretly attempting to harm Father Raven with his claws, was now on the ground after being shot in the chest.Our attention was drawn to the young werewolf who was trembling in misery and dying slowly. Mother Lucinda, me, and Xavier were astounded by Grandpa Falkor's sharpness when none of us saw it coming.Grandpa Falkor explained. "I'm not putting my head into the lion's mouth; I'm distracting the predator from its prey." Mother Lucinda took a position next to Father Raven, and her protective instincts heightened. Grandpa Falkor and Xavier stiffened their muscles in preparation for the impending battle.Outside, members o