Adriana's Point of View Daemon and I were now walking back to the packhouse after a meal and a drink at the local pack bar, Shifters. I enjoyed the entire day with Daemon and didn't want it to end. For the first time, Daemon declared to everyone that I was his Luna, and I was hopeful that our relationship would continue progressing as it had been. What I really wanted was for Daemon to declare his love to me. How would I get him to state this without seeming as needy as I was feeling? Was I supposed to ask him straight out? It was times like these that I missed being able to talk to my mother. We never did get a chance to have all those discussions about boys and growing up that Callie seemed to have with her mum. I honestly can't think of any other way of finding out other than to ask him. It felt like he was showing me he cared, and I certainly felt wanted. Was this love? Maybe it was, and I was just that clueless. I just wanted to be entirely sure that what I feel for him is the

Adriana's Point of View "I intend for us to be working together," said Daemon. "We will be a team." "Okay," I replied, somewhat confused. I would have expected us to be a team since I was his Luna, but from what I gathered, the Alpha was still the boss. He was certainly bossy enough for both of us. "Usually, the Luna looks after the womenfolk, and the Alpha takes care of business. I want more than that for you.," Daemon continued. "I want us to make decisions together for the well-being of all pack members." I was a little shocked. It sounded like Daemon was putting me in an equal position to himself. I wasn't entirely sure if that would work. What if we had differing opinions? Whose opinion would we go with? I wondered what Tyler and Adam would make of it. What would his parents think? "Don't over-think it," said Daemon. "If we communicate properly, then we can make this work." I just hoped he knew what he was doing. After breakfast, Daemon led me back upstairs again. We had f

Adriana's Point of View After lunch, Alana, Christina and I went into the lounge to plan and discuss the mating ceremony. We had just sat down when another female about the same age walked in and joined us. "Stephanie!" called Christina. "I'm so glad you could come over and join us. Do you remember Adriana, the pianist from the Luna Restaurant? Well, it turns out she is our Luna." "I remember you," Stephanie exclaimed. "I am so pleased to meet you." I vaguely recalled Stephanie, but with all that had happened since that night, I was struggling to remember her. Christina explained that Stephanie was Tyler's younger sister. It made more sense after that, and I could finally place her. When we had driven back to the packhouse, Christina and Stephanie had returned with Adam. Stephanie sat down, and we got on with the planning. It was going to be held on the next full moon, which wasn't very far away. Merely a few weeks remained, leaving barely any time to organise it. "As soon as you

Adriana's Point of View Carlisle and Wilson drove Alana and me back to the pack house. An unfamiliar car was parked outside, and dread filled me. I wasn't sure how this meeting was going to roll. Being a rare hybrid Wolf-Shifter was nerve-racking. As I thought about what the Alpha Council representative would do with me, I was unsure what to expect. Would I face discrimination as I wasn't a purebred wolf? Slowly, I forced myself to get out of the car. I had evidently dawdled long enough for Wilson to hop out of the passenger seat and open my door. Embarrassed, I quickly got out and mumbled my thanks. I still wasn't used to this kind of deference. My feelings and thoughts must have been easily read as Alana touched my shoulder and said, "It is going to be alright. Nothing will happen to you; we'll make sure of that. In addition, your mother wouldn't have felt comfortable with the 'holding doors open' for Luna." I smiled my thanks at Alana, and we proceeded into the packhouse to meet

Adriana's Point of View I took a deep breath and walked through the door into a past life. It was like coming home after a long absence, but also not the same. "Welcome," I said to Delilah. "I'm sorry if it is dusty, but I haven't been here for such a long time. Not since I moved out after my mother's death and into the city." "It is all good, child," Delilah said as she followed me. Going into the lounge, I saw a photo of my mother and me together. There weren't many of them, and this was one that our neighbour had taken of us. You could clearly see our blue eyes, as we wore coloured contacts then. It was then that I realised I hadn't worn contacts in so long and had been wandering around showing my amethyst-coloured eyes to everyone. No one had commented or said a thing. To think that I might have been able to live an everyday life and go to school like everyone else did just blew me away. Life might have been very different. I told myself to stop thinking like this, as it wasn'