Gwen sat there nervously as she toyed with her fingers, she can't wait to see Lance, and she doesn't even know the reason for this. 

Finally, her long wait seemed to be over as the door opened and Lance walked in looking nervous. 

“Hi”. He said, taking a seat beside Gwen. 

“Hi”. She replied shyly. 

“I truly want to apologize….”. 

“No Lance, it's alright, Lily and Grace already explained everything to me, it's not your fault, you were only saving me from her wicked plans, I just still can't figure out why she would ever want to do that to me?”.

“Hey, look here”. He cooed, taking her chin and making her look at him.

“I'm so sorry this all happened, and I apologize for all the ill-treatment your mother must have given to you, but I want you to know that you're safe now, I wouldn't let any harm come to you, I promise you that”.

Gwen sat speechless for a while, the only thing she could do was look deeply into his eyes, in it, she saw all kinds of emotions, but the greatest was love.

Not being able to control herself any longer, she hugged him tightly. 

Lance sat there, feeling shocked for a while, as he sat there, not doing anything, taking a deep breath, he returned the hug, smiling brightly.

Connor was howling with joy in his head as he buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent deeply. 

“I love how you smell, mi amor”. He grunted. 

Gwen pulled away from the hug to look at him. 

“Mi amor? Smell?”. She asked confused, and Lance couldn't help but chuckle at the look on her face. 

“Mi amor means my love in Latin, and yes love, you have a sweet scent of vanilla”.

“Right, no shit”.

“Lance”.she called 

“Hmm”.

“There's a lot I don't understand, you need to explain something to me”.

“Don't worry, love, we've got plenty of time, and you can ask me anything you wish”.

“Are you afraid of me?”. He said.

Gwen stared at him for a while. 

“No”. She finally said. 

“I'm not, I don't feel fear at all and that's quite strange, instead, there's a feeling of comfort when I'm close to you and I always want to be close to you every second”. She said shyly. 

“I'm glad you're not afraid of me, love, and the other part is the mate bond”.

“Mate bond?”. She asked. 

“Yes love, mate bond, as soul mates, we both share a bond, the mate bond causes us to want to be by each other's side every second, the bond helps in bringing us closer, and not just us, every soul mates share a bond”. He explained. 

“Oh, wow”.

“I know this is all sudden, but I would love you to feel free here, this is your home as well, and I would love us to take things slow, hm”. He said, taking her hands in his. 

“Hmm, it's fine, Lance”. She replied, and he gave her a smile that made her heart skip a beat. 

“Don't stress too much love, as time goes by, you'll understand everything”.

“It's alright, and like you said, there's plenty of time”. She said, resting her head on his broad chest. 

Maybe it's the mate bond, but she was loving this. At last, she had found peace, she was ready to give them a chance, and with Lance by her side, she felt safe.

 She let out a sigh of satisfaction as the sound of his beating heart was like music to her ears. 

Lance held her tightly, placing a kiss on her forehead, he silently thanked the moon goddess that things were going smoothly. 

“Te Amo”. He whispered in Latin, meaning (I love you). 

★

shadow moon pack 

 Alpha's office 

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The alpha of the shadow moon pack sat in his office, going through some pack files, judging from his appearance, he was a very handsome man. 

Black curly hair, blue eyes, plump pink lips, that looks deliciously kissable, he has a well-built manly physique, he certainly has been working out a lot. 

A knock sounded on the door, interrupting what he was doing.

“Come in”. He said in a cold voice. 

One of his pack guards walked in, bowing his head. 

“Alpha, there's someone here to see you”. He said, still keeping his head down. 

“Who?”. Came his deep masculine voice. 

“A woman, she didn't give her name, but she said she brings you information that would interest you”.

“Send her in”.

“Yes alpha”. He said, taking a bow before leaving. 

A lady putting on a red cloak came in, she bowed her head in respect to the alpha. 

“Alpha Damien”. She called.

Damien sat still, staring intensely at her, he could feel the dark aura radiating from her. 

“Who are you?, show your face”. He ordered.

The lady stood still for a while before pulling down the cap of her cloak. 

The young lady was truly beautiful, she had long wavy dark hair, she batted her thick long lashes at him. 

“My name is Valerie”.

“What brings you to my pack?, and what are you?, you don't smell like a wolf?”. He growled. 

“Calm down alpha, you're right, I'm not a werewolf, I'm a witch”.

“A witch”. He yelled, getting up with speed, then he grabbed her neck. 

“What is a witch looking for in my territory”. He growled, bringing out his claws.

His claws pierced her neck, causing her blood to flow down her neck and on his palm. 

“Hear me out first before you kill me”. She managed to say as she struggled to breathe. 

“Hmm, fine then”. He said, releasing his hold on her neck, then she coughed loudly, gasping for breath. 

She shot him a dangerous glare that would have been enough to kill him.

She felt the strong urge to kill him right here, right now, but no, she needs him, he was a very useful pawn in her plan, and this thought caused her to smile wickedly.

“I want us to join forces”. She said. 

“Ha, join forces for what?”. He replied, eyeing her suspiciously.

“To take down the alpha of the red moon pack and his mate”. She said, her voice laced with pure hatred. 

“What? “. Damien said in surprise. 

“I know you want this too, think about it, a witch and a werewolf, we would be unstoppable”.

“What is your reason for this and how can I trust you?”. He growled. 

“Haha”. She laughed wickedly.

“You'll get to know everything soon, Damien, until we meet again”. She replied as a strong wind blew and Damien had to shield his eyes, using the back of his right palm. 

On opening his eyes, he realized she was gone. 

Atlas, she had gone with the wind.