The Miracle Luna

Reunion

Third Person POV

"Who... the hell are you?"

Ellie let out a scream of fear and asked. But the warrior kept silent.

Ellie felt a searing pain as the blade sliced through her skin and a warm rush of blood ran down her neck. She tried to cry out, but no sound escaped her lips. She felt the ground beneath her feet grow cold and a sense of dread filled her heart as the warrior stepped away, leaving a cold and determined back figure.

Before the other two warriors could react and understand what was happening, his blade cut through their throats as well, leaving no witness of his doings.

Quinn POV

"Am I seeing a ghost?"

Staring at the man holding a blade that's dripping blood slowly turning around, my eyes widened.

"Kael...Kael?"

"Are you Kael? You are Kael!"

"You're still alive?"

“Answer me!”

I felt the knot in my stomach tighten. My voice grew shrill and started to tremble.

I wanted to stand up on my feet and rush to him to take a closer look, but my muscles were still cramping from the fight and all the pain and aches prevented me from moving an inch.

Not to mention that the dead body of a warrior that was killed just now was crushing her left leg. Man, that guy was heavy as a pig. No, heavy as an elephant! I could barely feel my left leg!

"Answer me!"

Given up on removing my leg, I shifted her gaze back to the man holding a bloody blade in his hand.

Clomp,

Clomp,

Clomp,

My heart was like hanging on the edge of a cliff seeing him approaching, twitching at his each footstep.

Finally, he stopped at just a few steps in front of me.

"Quinn."

That voice was so familiar to me even after 5 years, the voice that often appears in my dreams, the voice that I'd never forget for my whole life.

My eyes got wet immediately. Tears sprang to my eyes as I took in the sight of him, my heart overflowing with a mix of emotions that I couldn't even tell. The only thing I could tell is that the shock of seeing him alive was almost too much for me to bear.

It's Kael.

It's really Kael.

“Kael !!!”

My heart collapsed the moment I recognized him. I felt that I could be the childish little princess in front of him, I don't need to pretend or hold up my Luna's image anymore.

So I yelled at him to let out all my bad feelings:

"What took you so long? 5 years, 5 fxxking years! Why didn't you come to me sooner? Where the hell have you been? Do you have any idea how sad I've been? Do you know what I've been through all these years? Do you know I was being bullied? I was bullied and tortured and banished you don't even give a s**t at all!"

I shouted at the top of her voice, glaring at him. Tears again rolled down from my eye and my voice trailed off, "If it weren't for you, I'd still have my wolf. And you don't even care a damn about me!"

Man! He still remained silent and didn't say a word!

Stupid Kael! At least say something!

Anger suddenly rose up my head. I roughly wiped away my own tears with the back of my hand and refused to look in his direction.

Stupid Kael!

I could feel my tears were about to come out again because of embarrassment and distress.

Then, I heard him take a step forward, and his blood-stained boots appeared just a few inches in front of her eyes. He slowly squatted down, I could even feel his warm breath on my forehead as he reached out his hand.

The next moment, I felt a large warm hand rubbing my hair. It was a familiar sensation.

"There there." He said.

His word was so simple, so brief, and so contentless. But magically, It soothes my heart like a spring breeze. At that moment, I felt all my complaints, aggression and anger disappear like clouds of smoke all of a sudden.

At that moment, I just wanted to hug him hard.

I finally turned around my head and looked into his deep grey eyes but all that came out from my mouth were swear words,

"F_k you Kael!

"F**k! Why did you show up so late?!

"I thought you were dead!

"Stupid Kael! I f**king hate you!

"F**k!

"I missed you."

"I'm sorry. Quinn."

He lowered his eyes, and said to me.

I looked into Kael's eyes and all the emotions that had been locked up in my heart for the past 5 years surfaced at once.

In the year I was 10 years old, my father brought the 16-year-old kael to me. At that time he already had this silent look.

For five years after that, he was in charge of my training and we were inseparable, together every day.

To me, he was a friend, a brother, and the toughest mentor. Other werewolf kids only needed to practice fighting once a week during our pack's training sessions, but he required me to practice fighting with him every day after I returned from school.

When I fought with him, he never showed me any mercy. Every time I finished practicing with him, I was always all sore and often had bruises all over my body.

But I knew he always had a caring and tender side. He never said anything to comfort me after the fights, but every time my muscles were sore, he would always bring a bottle of cream to massage my legs and arms before I went to bed. He would lecture me whenever I got in trouble with other wolves, but later he would always go to warn the bullies to leave me alone without letting me know.

He was the most important person to me besides my parents.

I caught his hand on my head and by grabbing on it hard, I managed to pull up my body. As soon as I stood up, I threw my arms around him, hugging him so tight using all my strength that he couldn't even breath.

I couldn't stop the flood of memories that came crashing back to me, happy memories of our time together as mentor and student, and sad memories of the day I thought he and my father died and the bitter memories of the past five years.

The sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the blood stained field. For the first time in five years, I felt that I was not alone.