His Rogue Luna novel Chapter 79

"Welcome back Alpha and Luna!" They cheered. Some of them popped party poppers and some children ran up to us, holding little cupcakes with messages and smiley faces.

"Luna look what I made! I drew you on my cake!" One particularly adorable boy chimed, holding a cake right up to me.

I bent down to his level and inspected his offering, admiring the clumsy stick figure he drew with blue icing and ruffling his floppy hair.

"That's fantastic Callum! You should definitely consider being an artist, or maybe a baker," His wide blue eyes gazed up at me in wonder and I felt my heart melt at the adorable sight.

"I wanna be a warrior," he shook his head, puffing out his chest. I giggled at how much this boy reminded me of Kieran all of a sudden.

"Of course and what a mighty one you'll be," I gave his adorable chubby cheek a kiss and accepted his little cake before I was bombarded by more kids.

"Luna look! I drew your crown on my cake!"

I was quickly distracted by the children and continued entertaining them and listening to their excited ramblings. I sat on the ground with them, surrounded in a little semi circle of young pups.

"So you really met the vampires? Did they have big fangs?" A young Sophie asked.

"No, I think our fangs are much bigger," I smirked. They looked at each other in wonder, baring their teeth and trying to to see their own fangs.

"Are they mean?" Another young girl asked, looking a little worried.

"No. Some of them are really friendly. And they're all very beautiful too," She looked surprised so I continued my tales about the ball and explained the extravagant dresses and the lavish decorations that I saw.

"Wow, I want to go to a ball!" She explained, twirling her polka dot dress rather dreamily. Some of the girls giggled and joined her, twirling around like a princess.

"So does that mean the bad guys are gone?" A young boy spoke up. His dark eyes looked rather fearful but he had this air of intelligence about him.

"The bad guys?" I asked.

"Yeah the ones who hurt you first," he bit his lip and looked down, his ears tuning red as if he said something he shouldn't have. The other kids looked at him, a mix of horror and anger, further making him retreat into himself.

Clearly, the question ruined whatever light mood the kids were in and this dark and silent cloud passed over them.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have asked," he mumbled. I reached for him, pulling the young boy into my lap and held him.

"Hey, that's a very important question to ask and I'm glad you did," I gave the scornful kids a pointed look and thankfully, they dropped their glares and looked rather bashful themselves. I turned and addressed the five year old in my arms.

"Unfortunately we haven't caught the bad guys yet, but we're close," I added. "Now that the vampires and witches are on our team, we can easily win this fight in no time. That means we can all go back to normal," I reassured.

"Does that mean you're going to have your ceremony too?" The boy in my arms asked, perking up.

I could tell it lasted a while and much like last time, I came out gasping, choking on screams and tears.

I was once again shown that same vision of my parents' brutal murder and the massacre of their people.

Kieran sat with me on the ground, holding me and petting my hair, murmuring sweet nothings as I slowly came back to reality.

"I guess it's back to work huh?" I chuckled bitterly, slightly leaning back to look at Kieran. He sighed, lips pursed.

"I contacted your uncle earlier. He's waiting in the pack house," His words surprised me.

"Why did you do that?" I wasn't annoyed or anything, just rather curious as to why my uncle was needed.

"I'm worried about you and these visions," he admitted softly, stroking my face. His thumb pressed lightly on my forehead, where my brow was creased and I sighed, pursing my own lips and dropping the frown that had unconsciously stuck.

"We should go back then," I murmured. He nodded, standing up and helping me and we walked back out of the woods silently, in much worse spirits than when we walked in.

Goddess I couldn't wait till these hunters were gone and I'd be able to relax with my mate.

We both entered the pack house and thankfully, I didn't have to look for my uncle. He stepped into the reception area, a large warm smile on his face and his arms wide open.