Saved By The Daughter Of The Moon

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rp in your lungs. I took in the familiar scent of the forest as Jax

es. The night had become our territory, our battleground to secure. I

prepared. "We need to reinforce the northern perimeter," he said, breaking the silence. "That's where they've bee

l strengthen the traps, but I don't want to c

"You think so? We've had tw

"Besides, the last thing we need is the Bl

fore he could say anything else, he suddenly stopped, his

senses going on high

ng toward a darker part of the forest. The warriors behind us stood at

t wasn't the sound Jaxon was referring to.

persisted it became bolder, more distinct. Roses

that?" I asked,

g the air. "I don't s

th a force I hadn't felt in years. My heart raced in my

growled softly in

d in my head, his voi

iffened. No.

cent, my steps quickening. The scent was growing stronger, guidi

ailed off as I pushed further ahead, not g

r I had promised that I would never give my heart to anyone again, the moon go

rowling, and pacing in my mind, p

n number, and suddenly I spotted her. Curled up on the ground,

aroma of roses now overpowering me. There

her side with muck and grime all over her body. Her frame

nd her skin was white and cl

less, made something just twist in me. She wasn't what I had expected.

rd again, his joy too much fo

her face. Even though her breathing was laboured and her eyes c

ance, yet here she was, broken, vulnerable,

he and the other warriors reached me. When he saw her in my ar

at him, the word tumble

hocked before his expression transformed to one of ama

had passed as I braced myself against the possibility that I would

e despite the surprise. "That's... i

now," I said, cutting h

ms and held her against my chest. She was so light, so

my head, but I pushed him back. This w

hurt her? The sight of her injuries, her broken skin, and the wa

this to her, and I

utiously, watching me. "

nic," I said, my voice raspy

she would fall out of my arms if I didn't hold her. My thoughts we

me my second chance, but why now? And why her? She wa

ill ours. And no matter what condition she w

e doors, I kicked them open, startling our pack doct

gasped, eyes

anded, my voice thic

ithin moments, they were rushing to take her from my arms. I just star

a scarcely discernible w

tched, helpless for the first time in a long while, as the

. My seco

ut one thing was certain, I would

now. N