The Alpha Prince's Forbidden Luna

RT

R 1: W

is paws. I jolted awake, bewildered, my heart racing and beating franticall

I gently whisp

light, realizing that I was

rs through my body. My long jet-black hair hung in damp strands from the snow dr

d, my bare feet pressing against the frost-kissed ground as we made our way home. The cold nipped at my skin, and I f

ach full moon or crescent night, I found myself wandering into the woods or by the river, drawn by an i

, their familiar forms, a comfort in the dim light. Jess, my aunt's female cat, was a black sleek ball of en

trees seemed to whisper secrets to me, their branches swaying a gentle breeze. I tried t

shing off leaves and twigs from my hair. As she did, sand fell from my locks-yellowish, unlike the brown from the riverbank, a reminder of my tre

wild mess, and my cheeks were flushed from the cold. Sensing my thoughts, Mom smiled and said, "You're just as pretty a

Ra, meaning 'father'. He opened the library door, allowing us inside. The warmth from the library enveloped me like a comforting em

stayed by my side, his eyes full of worry. Sometimes, I could swear that Ethan was more human than a cat. Jess and Sharp darted upst

around me, cocooning me in warmth. The reception area of the library was small, designed for first-time visitors and c

e meant to soothe. I nodded in acceptance. I nodded grateful for her thoughtfulness. The aroma was calming, rema

oma of the tea. As I sipped, warmth spread through me, but my mind raced with questi

ce, also watching me. I felt like a su

. It had been years since he'd asked. The dreams had beco

oncern and curiosity, and my mom's linger on me. "Can't you see that she is exhausted, let her rest,"

g details that lingered in my mind, but t

their laughter echoing in the quiet space. They covered me in tight hugs, squeezing the brea

ping around me like a blanket. "I'm okay," I

in his voice. Aunt Nina stuck out her tongue playful

go, letting out a loud burp before sinking into a deep sle

g again? Ra sensed my anxiety and softly said, "It's alright love. I'm just going to put you to b

"The princess of sleepwalking," I chuckled softly, grateful for his presence. Yet guilt tugged at me; I felt ba

t me, his smile reassuring. "You're gonna be fin

nst my side, while Ra tucked the duvet around us both. Soft socks, a small comfort in the chaos of my mind cover

cumbing to sleep. Even as I drifted off, I could feel the gentle closing of

beckoned me from the shadows. I could se