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.

a delight to be with but we were never close. I was always on some random training imposed by Dad or on a mission to assasinate

removed Dad's focus on Miro. Now? I regret not spending enough time with her. Because of that, she grew close to Miro and I think in some way, she kept him

name right inside a flaming sun. She was his light in the midst of darkness. His warmth when all he ever knew was harsh coldness just like Ryn. She brought light and fire to me, made me smile again

start

those circumstances, I can understand why Miro can't move on or forgive

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

Then I sighed.

laying her bouquet down. "Been 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 Elizabeth. I

as the crickets

Elizabeth did and just when I thought I'd live happily ever after like you always promised

my eyes and exhaled

spark any feelings when I see her again? What If I'm

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

avoid her. I can't

ravage her innocence, lick her tears and swallow her cries. That's

her from the world. When I look at her, I want to bend and break her will, until she's in my image.

head tight, feeling my wolf rise to

I ordered my wolf. "She's

of us kissing, touching, almost

like an impression on my mind - a reminder of all the