His Missing Luna

CHAPTER 32

NICOLE

HE WILL BURN THE WORLD DOWN FOR ME

He remains silent, roaming his eyes over my face as if it’s his first time seeing me. Or like he is memorizing every detail of my face.

“I want you to know something today, Flower. And I hope you can forgive me for having such a thought,” he takes my hand, kissing the inside of my palm, leaving faint sparks of the mate bond. “I foolishly had this belief that I never wanted a mate…” he stops, giving me an apologetic look when he sees my widened eyes. “Yes, I used to think so, but that day when I perceived your scent on Saul, my entire world changed. Every fiber of my being changed. Declan, my crazy wolf…” he pauses when his eyes flicker from green to gold.

“Declan,” I smile.

“Yeah,” he rolls his eyes at his wolf.

I am sure they are having an internal argument.

“He didn’t let me rest until I agreed to look for you when the ceremony was over,” he pulls me close to his chest, resting his chin on my head.

I can feel his heart beating wildly against my ears.

“When I saw you as the bride that day, I knew I had to stop the ceremony. As your eyes roamed the hall, sad and screaming for help, I knew my life would never be the same if I didn’t claim you immediately as mine. And I was ready to burn the world for you.”

He pulls us apart, gazing deep into my eyes with intense regret. “And I am ready to burn Kizziah’s pack to the ground if he and his son or anyone else tries to take you away from me. You are mine. My mate, my Luna, my other half, my forever,” his voice is different, eyes morphing into a deep greenish color as he and his wolf join forces. “My beautiful Flower.”

A strange but sweet feeling clings around my heart, fusing into each part of it. The beating of my heart is different, hearing his confession and declaration. I feel his love for me, feel the extent of his true feelings for me.

I see my own beauty reflected in his eyes. See the immense care and affection in those twin green orbs as they look down at me.

He caresses my cheek with a thumb. “I am sorry for being with all those other women. I am sorry for taking you to Christabel’s shop. I am sorry for almost losing you,” he whispers, sadly. “I wish I could take it all back, but I can’t. And I promise you, no other will take your place in my heart, in my bed, or beside me in the pack,” he says with so much emotion.

This alpha is making my heart break into beautiful pieces with his declarations. My entire system is overwhelmed. I don’t know if I can take it anymore, and I’m not surprised when I feel the tears rolling down my cheeks.

No one has ever professed such feelings for me. Though I had hoped for a miracle, I never imagined it would be this deep and loving.

“Don’t cry, my Flower,” Declan’s voice overshadows Nathan’s as he wipes my face. “We are not saying this to make you cry, but to make you know how much we will treasure you and what we have.”

Unable to take it anymore, I break into a wail, curl into him, and cry my eyes out. He snatches me tight into his arms, inhaling my scent.

“Stop crying, my love. You deserve all the love in the world.”

I burst into fresh tears. Can he just stop for a moment and let me catch my breath before he drops more of his love on me?

This is too much to handle. I feel every part of me breaking down. His love for me cutting through each chamber of my heart, reaching to the core and settling down, making itself at home in my heart.

We remain like this. His warmth and love flood and rock me to sleep as I cry my eyes out.

I wake up later alone on the bed and start to search for Nathan, but don’t see him in the room. My eyes feel heavy and painful from crying. A dull ache throbs at my temples as I lift myself up from the bed.

My bladder needs to be emptied; if not, I just might wet my bed. I would die of shame if that ever happened. A slight chuckle escapes my lips, stopping when the door slowly opens to reveal a man at the door.

“Luna,” he bows halfway inside.

“Hi.”

“Do you need anything?”

“I just want to use the bathroom,” I look towards a door inside the room. “That’s it, right?”

“Yes, Luna. I will let Alpha Nathan know you’re awake.”

“Thank you,” I smile at him.

“You are welcome, Luna,” he bows and exits the room.

Luna. I throw the word around in my head as I shuffle to the bathroom. Who would have thought I would be called Luna and respected?

Done emptying my bladder, I shuffle back into the room and crawl back into bed, drawing the covers back to me. The food tray is still beside me, full of food.

I should eat since Nathan will make me eat more when he comes. And I can feed myself. Not that I don’t enjoy him feeding me; it’s actually the best feeling in the world in my own opinion. He does it expertly, like he was born to do it.

His eyes glow with a kind of joy I have never seen and think is peculiar to him towards me, when he watches me eat from his hands. I wonder if he would get angry if I refuse him.

Reaching out to the tray, I grab a few things and start to eat. My mouth fills up quickly as I try to pile everything inside at once.

Everything tastes delicious, and my stomach walls seem to be expanding—a change from the time I was at Kizziah’s pack.

I stop chewing when I remember Nathan’s confession. Indeed, it was a confession. One that broke my heart and rearranged it to the way it ought to be.

His words, his voice, his eyes, his touch… all spoke of his genuine feelings for me.

He truly loves me. Someone loves me not for what I am supposed to do or be, but because I deserve to be loved.

I reach out to the tray to return the empty plate. Dropping it, my eyes swing to the window, and that’s when I see the deadly devastation outside.

As the memories of the attack swirl before me, I feel a profound sadness at seeing the pack like this. Instantly, a deep anger and need to help arise inside me. A need to help because I know this is now my home and these are my people.

Thoughts of healing the wounded fill me. Thoughts of assisting in rebuilding the broken buildings fill me. Thoughts of making my pack look better than before fill my head.

I close my eyes and start to imagine them happening. Cries of shock reach my ears as I feel powers running through my body, flowing out into the air and reaching the people and things outside.

I smile, proud of myself, when I hear the repairs happening. Once again, I am saving my loved ones.

And I will never stop saving them with this power that I have.

Lost in my euphoria, dancing in pleasure at the use of my powers, I don’t even feel myself getting weak until two strong palms with a familiar touch clasp my shoulders.

“That is enough, Flower,” Nathan whispers against my ears before I collapse into his arms.