Storm
Five months later
The past five months had flown by.
Between my university work, my music, my pregnancy and adjusting to life as Luna of the Celtic Moon Pack, there had barely been a moment to breathe.
But for the first time in my life, I wasn’t complaining.
I was happy.
Truly, completely happy.
One of the best things about the past few months had been finally having the time and freedom to focus on my music.
I had submitted several pieces as assessment work for my university course, and although playing in front of other people still made me nervous, I was slowly learning to let go of that fear.
At first, playing music inside the Alpha house had been incredibly unnerving.
Especially when I’d be completely lost in whatever I was playing, only to look up and find Doyle and t
