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.

with but we were never close. I was always on some random training

home. Barely a brother to her and at the time, I was glad for it because it removed Dad's focus on Miro. Now? I regret not spending enough time with her. Because of that, she grew close to Miro

he tattooed her name right inside a flaming sun. She was his light in the midst of darkness. His warmth when all he ever

me start talking and acting

on or forgive himself. Just like I wouldn't if

feet and went ahead. Mom's grave wasn't too far and when I got there, I removed my

Then I sighed.

I whispered, laying her bouquet

and went ahead to give my mother the gist about her. "Now that the Moonstone is off, I have no idea what I

my thoughts as the crickets began to sing from

did and just when I thought I'd live happily ever after like you always promised Miro and I, she ruined me."

my eyes and

What if Ryn doesn't spark any feelings when I see her again?

stared into space. What if I'm not? What if she still makes my heart stumble? 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

avoid her. I can't let any

good without ruining it. I will ravage her innocence, lick her tears and swallow her cries. That's all this dark, evil part of me

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

head tight, feeling my wolf rise to the surf

ordered my wolf. "She's

kissing, touching, almost fucking

wolf whispered and it wasn't in an actual voice but like an impression on my mind - a reminder of all the