The Mystical Luna: A Tale Of Love And Power

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outside the window and saw it. My home town, now bigger than before was lit up in the night. We drove down the valley as a "Welcome to Quinville" sign emerged from t

about why a teenager was traveling alone at night, no suspicious glances at my strange golden eyes in his re

n. Aunt Jenna's name flashed for

ane! Are you out of y

this Is? "What about your father?

a motel, get settled, then figure out how to break the news that his carefully planned exile has come to an end and I was back home. But as we

onger than any normal person would notice. My heart stopped as blue and red lig

haunting? The smoke, the sirens, the panic rising in my throat

the car shook violently which sent my bag flying from my lap. We swerved left, right, left, tires screeching on the road

st the wheel before turning to face me. It w

with worry, "I'm sorry but I think the tire's

the cab. The driver headed straight for the back tire as he mutte

fighting the urge to kick it.

to find somewhere to wait, miss. This doesn't look like a go

pping my arms around myself. He

heard it, a rustling from the nearby bushe

ou hea

wned. Maybe it was just my senses playing tricks a

me you didn'

now. "Miss, you're probably just shaken from

very nerve ending screamed danger. Unable to stand still, I fou

s. I blinked repeatedly, praying I was seeing things, but when I opened my eyes again, they were there terrifyingl

, something massive moving at impossible speed. I turned to run but my legs w

ok as I crept toward the car, each step feeling like it took hours. As I reached the door, I nearly slipped in something wet. Blo

ace with something straight out of my worst nightmares. It was a wolf, but it looked more like a real life monster. It was larger than any bear, with terrible eyes tha

d to Aunt Jenna. Should have stayed away. I squeezed my e

hrough my terror: "Brianne? Wha

e shadows as if it had never existed. In its place s

fferent reunions. But not like this. Not with blood on my shoes and death in the a

ast night came rushing back. Dad's unexpected appearance, the pol

e way dad paced our living room told me otherwise. He'd been at

re you thinking? Do you have any

to see you too, dad. It's o

e, Brianne. You could have been killed if not because of.

se of

mind. I'm booking you a b

yourself, as for me, I'

ne, your l

ay you shipped me off without explanation. Eight years, Dad. Eight bir

into him, see the pain flash across h

e," I stormed out be

as exactly where I'd left it eight years ago, covered in dust but still

knew what I saw. That was no ordinary bear. Those glowing red eyes, that massive fur-covered body

ries as I passed familiar places. The ice cream shop where Jordyn and I spent our al

ost too late. Tires screamed as I swerved, my bike skidding across

e hell!"

I tried to bring my eyes into focus. Then my heart started pounding so

a young man who looked like he'd been carved from marble. It was his eyes that captivated me. No l

, I dropped my bike and

t me with such cold looks that I

lapped. "It's me, Bria

from his car. A girl who could have stepped off a mag

he growled, and I flinched back, taken aback by the way his v

lt like I'd been gutted, my insides hollowed out and replaced with ice. The boy who'd once swor

t night. A chill ran down my spine, the one that made prey animals fre

sterday. They seemed to burn through me, seeing straight into my soul. I blinked, and they we