The Twin Alphas Warrior Luna by RYN

Warrior 125

THEON

As soon as I left Lycantide High, I felt the link to Ryn fade and it felt like I had been sitting near a fire, keeping warm and

now....

Now, that fire is gone.

I blinked, trying to remember how I felt with her and hold on to the memory that I was once normal.

That I can be normal.

At some point, Miro came down from our car, mumbling something about having a fight programmed. He asked if I wanted to come but I declined. I needed to be alone and I think he understood that. After entering one of our other security cars, I ordered my men to take Chelsea home and put her under a strict watch.

Then I went somewhere I haven't been to in a while.

I sighed as I read the sign ingrained in a large stone.

WELCOME TO MOONSHADE CEMETERY

I got out of the car, bringing out two bouquets of flowers. Leaving my security behind, I walked into the cemetery, guided by the dying light of the sunset. I got to my sister's grave first and gently laid a bouquet on her grave.

had no words to say. She had been a delight to be with but we were never close. I was always on some

and at the time, I was glad for it because it removed Dad's focus on Miro. Now? I regret not spending enough

wounded him terribly, and why he tattooed her name right inside a flaming sun. She was his light in the midst of darkness. His warmth when all

made me start

Nora to die in those circumstances, I can understand why Miro can't move on or forgive himself. Just like

to my feet and went ahead. Mom's grave wasn't too far and when I got there, I removed my suit jacket, rolled up my sleevees, removed my shoes and sat on the

Then I sighed.

laying her

come by lately. A lot happened. Recently, it was a girl. Her name is Ryn Ashmore." I said and went ahead to give my mother the gist about her. "Now that the Moonstone is off, I have no idea what I feel for her and I am scared, Mom. I whispered. "I'm scared that I'd really like her and I guess what scares me the most, is her being just like

as the

me feel just like Elizabeth did and just when I thought I'd live happily ever after

my eyes and

any feelings when I see her again? What

if she still draws my gaze whenever she's in the room? What if this time, I am consumed by my desire for her and I don't see

I can't let any woman get close to

lick her tears and swallow her cries. That's all this dark,

world. When I look at her, I want to bend and break

tight, feeling my wolf rise

I ordered my

kissing,

actual voice but like an impression on my mind - a reminder of