The Death of his Luna
the trees shifting like dark secrets outside. The night feels alive,
before I hear the so
li
om. I don't turn around. I can't. I'm still too raw from everything, from this
reply, my
ts quiet on the wooden floor. His sha
he says, his tone more like a
I can stop them, and for a moment, I regret them
says, as though he's making a guess, t
's the fact that I'm married to
now exactly how he looks when I speak the truth to him
," he says quietly. "You do
ce between us is like a chasm, unspoken, but suffocating. "You
says, his voice quieter,
chair back with a screech that fills the room. "Tell me, Kael, what's it like to be forced in
might say something, but then he just exhales
trembling at my sides. "Tell me how I'm supposed to fit
to the pockets of his coat. His eyes flicker with
und hollow. "You're here because you're what the pack needs
e bitterness in my voice sharp en
ght of the silence settles between us like a sto
gher now. "I didn't choose this either. B
"That's all this is, isn't it? You never
of something
But before I can say anything el
ace unreadable. "Alpha, Luna," he says
expression immediatel
murmur. "There's been a report of rogue wolves on the
ts, his tone laced w
er. It's only a matter of time bef
fly flicking over me before he
, his brow furrowed. "Possibl
nd heavy. Kael looks back at me, his eyes locking on
l says, voice firm. "You sho
It's not like I've been asked to do any
t respond. Instead, he turns to Lian. "Gath
behind him. Kael doesn't move immediately. He
me semblance of control. "You can go. I
thing, but then his lips press into a thin line
lence that follows his departure, the w
se is quieter now, the sounds of the wolves outside muffled by the thick walls. I try not to think ab
ting there when Miren comes in, her
thing?" she asks, her
ead, forcing a smi
her arms. "You don't look like you're thinking.
ugh, but it's hollow
gain. "Kael's not the easiest person to get c
it," I mutter, staring at the
oice more understanding now. "He loved S
I snap, more harshly than I int
ther of us speaks. The fire crackles in t
nally, "you're going to
her. "Figh
ays. "Here. With Ka
tangled mess. "And what if it's not e
nd on mine, her touch warm. "Then you'll have to see yours
n't feel any more
up, expecting to see Kael, but it
he says. "We h