THE FAE LUNA'S SECOND CHANCE

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ance mate?" I a

led heavily upon my shoulders, mingling with the whirlwind of emotions swirling i

lnerability. His admission of me being his second chance mate stirred a mixture of emotion

ves said that each pack has a male leader who is accompanied by a female counterpart, his

onsto, you are the future Luna of t

oice barely above a whisper. "This is a lot to pro

ne. "Please don't say that. Listen, I understand, Emma, it's a lot

ugh me at his touch, and I co

u're not alone. We can face this togeth

it, his words offering comfort. I took a deep brea

d looking up at hi

to show you something" he

pation and anxiety. We walked in silence, the only sound being the crunch of

her. In the center stood a simple gravestone, adorned with flowers, some fresh and

ndered what happened to the first mate." He said, placing h

, his expression a mixture of sorrow and reverence. "Theresa was a remarkable woman, stro

have endured. I couldn't imagine the pain of losing someone you love

he was from another pack, her diligence to her duty, and her unwavering love for him and their unborn son. He explained how she had fought a

lative, silent but she was deadly. Theresa was one of the strongest Omegas in her pack before we discovered we were mates. Her small stature would only fool y

t and such a peaceful mind. The

a. Her selflessness and strength resonated within me. I realized that I had big sh

I said looking at my feet. The pebbles suddenly loo

him as he looked right into my eyes. "Luna Theresa, bless her soul, was a mother to this pack when she was alive. You, are the Luna of this K

hearing all this. It almost felt like there was something

assuring. "Emma, you are more than I could have ever imagined," and I know that

entle breeze to rustle through the trees. It felt like I had

energy coursing through my veins. With a mix of curiosity and caution, I took a fe

g around my fingertips like a playful dance. A smile tugged at the corn

heard a faint trickle from a nearby drain. Turning my attention to it, with a flick of my wrist, the wate

ng my energy, I tried to coax the ground into responding and only got a slight tremble of the rocks and pebbles by the walkway. Trying again, I blocked out every other sound and listened for the tremble in the ro

ling a deep chasm that threatened to swallow everything in its path. Panic surged through me as I d

concern. "Emma, you have to stop! You're losing

ubt and fear consumed me, and my confidence crashed. Fire from the rocks and ea

shouted above the chaos with wind blow

control something so

n within. Taking a deep breath, I gathered every ounce of courage I had left a

the trembling earth settled, the cracks closing up,

but relieved. Looking around at the aftermath of the epi

heard him say barely

e called

lf open. "What kind of monster am I? I ask