Ronan

I was born into a wolf pack, where destiny had marked me to become the future Luna – the bonded partner of our Alpha, Ronan, as foretold by the Moon Goddess. I was young when it all changed. War came swiftly between us and a rival pack. The chaos shattered everything. My family was lost defending me. I was barely strong enough to stand, nearly fading into the darkness… until Ronan – the Alpha’s son – found me. He held me close, and something ancient stirred: the bond between us. Even in his grief, he stood between me and the world. But the wounds I suffered were deep. Something in me broke. I could no longer connect to my wolf – I was left adrift, feeling like a shadow of what I was meant to be. Still, our pack stood by us. We promised to find a way forward. Two years passed. Ronan rose to lead – far earlier than he should have. The burden of the title weighed heavy on him. He grew guarded, tense. He never hurt me – not in words or actions – but the warmth faded. Not the love, but the understanding. He stood tall as the Alpha. I stood beside him, Luna in name, but still feeling lost. He carried the pack’s struggles, and I carried silence. We couldn’t reach each other anymore. Eventually, I chose a different path. The human word. I left quietly, disappearing into the city not far away. I didn’t hide. I just hoped he'd think I was far beyond his reach. And he searched… but never found me. Years went by. He never stopped looking. In both worlds – wolf and human – he became a name people knew: intelligent, successful, relentless. Then one day, during training, his Beta approached him. "Alpha… we’ve found her." He didn’t hesitate. He came to the city that same day. He walked into my world again — this time, not as the boy who once held me, but as my new boss. And he knew: I wouldn’t stay away. He would bring me back. Back to where I belong. And this time, he wouldn’t let go of what we almost lost.