His Rogue Luna novel Chapter 48

"I just wanted to show you that I've changed and I'm trying," The frustration in his voice was quite concerning and I wondered what kind of life he had before I met him.

"You are showing me that Kieran. I can see you're trying," I replied. "Things like this take time and patience," I watched him for a moment while he continued to look down, avoiding my gaze.

"Who hurt you Kieran?" I whispered.

He hung his head, looking defeated and I could smell salt in the air as he fought tears. I didn't say anything else, just waited for him to speak when he was ready. I kept a firm grip on his hands, letting him know I was still there while he struggled with the weight of his emotions.

It was heartbreaking to watch him break down and I could easily find out by looking through his mind, but he needed to tell me himself, not only to let me in and trust me, but for his own closure too.

"My mother," he began. "Before that dreadful night, she had never been much of a mother," I held back my questions as he paused to think again.

"She was never loving or caring. Never once said a kind word to us. While she was never physically abusive, her indifference was painful," I watched as a tear rolled down his face and onto his lap.

"My father tried making it up to us by being the happy parent and would always make excuses for our mother's cold behaviour, but we all knew deep down that she hated her children," He spat.

"We were never good enough no matter what we did and one day she snapped at us, yelling in our faces that she never wanted children and she never wanted to be a Luna," His face twisted into a scowl as he recalled the awful words his mother spat at him. "Then she continued ignoring us like nothing ever happened until that night where she killed the person I cared about the most,"

More tears rolled down his face and I couldn't help but reach out and wipe them away from his face. He looked up at me as I did so, large glassy eyes looking at me so vulnerably.

"Kellan was more than my twin brother. He was the one that saw the positive things in life and always managed to cheer us up. He was kind, selfless and loving, everything I'm not," he choked out, his face flushed as more tears streamed down his face. "He was destined to be the Alpha of this pack and I've disappointed him. I'm a disgrace of an alpha and nothing like what my brother would have been," he sobbed.

Unable to take it anymore, I leaned up on my knees and pulled him into my chest, wrapping my arms tightly around him as I cradled his sobbing form. He clutched me just as tightly, his face buried in my chest and his arms wrapped around my waist.

What an interesting way to start the day.

For a while we just sat there, me cradling Kieran in my arms until his sobs had quietened and he had become quiet and still in my grasp. I could practically feel his embarrassment at being in such a vulnerable position, both physically and emotionally.

For his sake, I decided to break the silence and change the topic.

I was hardly civilised and was downright feral with no real thoughts, just letting my instincts guide me until I found Diana.

It was only after I met her I learnt how to shift back and how to control myself. Feeling a pang in my chest, I shook those thoughts away and decided to change the topic.

"Can I see your wolf again?" I asked. He blinked down at me and I began questioning myself if it was too soon to ask such a question.

"Yeah okay," he breathed out. He took a couple of steps back, pulling his shirt over his head, looking away as he reached for his trousers. I heard the cracking of bones until I eventually heard heavy breathing.

I looked back up to see his magnificent pitch black wolf watching me, his fur standing out against the white of the snow. I carefully approached him, my hand reaching out and he stepped forward to brush his head against my hand.

My hands became bolder as he began growling quietly, pleased with my attention. His fur was softer than it looked, the locks thick and smooth, my hands easily burying in them and grasping them.

Letting go of him, I stepped back to strip and shift into my own wolf form. Once I was on four paws, I slowly approached Hunter, walking around him and sniffing. He stood still, not moving as I fully assessed him in the daylight.