When the Moon Whispers to Hearts*
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Arnold’s
I hadn’t expected to hear what Gloria shared.
Her words were heavy, full of sorrow, like a confession of a wound carved deep into her heart.
I felt everything she described — I lived it with her, as if her pain had become my own.
I found myself unable to answer right away; I was so lost in the moment, in the rawness of her emotions.
When she hugged me, I hadn’t even decided what to do — but deep inside, I knew one thing:
I was here for her.
I wasn’t going anywhere.
She had given me a glimpse into her soul, into her past wounds, and suddenly, everything between us became clearer.
I wanted to be her anchor, the one person she could trust to never leave.
But one thing still pained me deeply:
I couldn’t change what had happened to her.
I couldn’t erase the suffering she had endured.
Still, inside me, there was a spark of hope — a deep faith that the future could be better.
I would be here.
I would fight for her.
I would be the one who stayed, even when the storms raged.
It was a promise — not just to her, but to myself as well.
*Gloria's Narrative:*
We shared our secrets that night.
We sat on the sidewalk, the light rain falling over us, while the whole universe seemed to pause just to listen to us.
Arnold told me about the love of his life who left him for someone else.
I felt every word he said as though it was an arrow piercing my chest.
His girlfriend, who had been with him since childhood, was a close friend to both him and his other friend, who later became the Alpha of the "white moon" pack.
I knew that, despite the bond of fate between them, the girl chose to love his friend instead of him.
Arnold wasn’t hiding his pain, but in his eyes, there was a strange mix of sadness and acceptance.
I wanted to hold him, I wanted to offer him something he didn’t get from her: safety.
Without thinking, I hugged him.
It was a silent hug, but its meaning was deeper than a thousand words.
And in return... he allowed himself to collapse for a moment in my arms.
Later, when I told him about the partner who rejected me with bitterness, I saw the spark in his eyes.
Anger, pity, and the silent promise that he wouldn’t let me suffer alone again.
He said to me, in a quiet yet confident voice:
*"Don’t worry, your wolf will appear. And until that time, I’ll be here with you... always."*
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*Arnold’s Narrative:*
I never imagined hearing something so harsh and sincere from her.
Her words brought her wounds to the surface, and when I saw the pain in her eyes, I felt as if I was bleeding alongside her.
When she hugged me, it was an eternal moment.
I didn’t see her as just a girl seeking comfort... I saw a woman who had decided to be strong despite everything.
I felt something inside me being reborn — a fierce desire to protect her, to be everything she had once lost.
But... there was a small bitterness left inside me:
I couldn’t erase the pain she had lived through.
But I promised myself that I would fill her life with moments more beautiful than what she had lost.
Deep down, I made a promise without words:
*"I won’t let you feel alone again."*
I saw her about to leave the car, as if she were about to walk away, and my heart... refused to let that happen.
I reached out before she could slip away from me.
There was something deeper than longing.
There was fear... fear that she might vanish before I could confess everything that overwhelmed me.
*"Gloria..."*
I called out to her as if I were holding on to my soul.
She came closer, and every beat of my heart screamed: *"Say it now!"*
But I didn’t say everything.
Not yet.
I settled for a simple promise...
*The promise that she would never be alone again.*
I watched her smile that beautiful, sorrowful smile before she turned and walked toward her home.
And I sat there, in the car, staring at the place where she had disappeared.
I swore to myself that one day, I would make her choose to stay by my side, not because fate said so, but because her heart desired it.
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* Gloria pov:
Arnold drove me back to the borders of our lands just before midnight.
The car stopped under a dim light, far from prying eyes.
A strange moment settled over us, as if the air had grown heavier... as if unspoken words lingered between our lips.
I slowly opened the car door, but before I could step out, Arnold reached out and gently grasped my wrist.
His voice was rough, filled with something greater than words.
I turned to him, and found myself drowning in his dark eyes, which held a promise I couldn’t fully comprehend... but one I wanted to believe.
*"I want you to know something..."*
He came closer until there was nothing between us but our breaths.
*"No matter what happens... you're not alone anymore."*
I couldn’t find the words to respond, so I settled for a small nod, my eyes shimmering with tears I wouldn’t let fall.
In that moment, I knew my life would never be the same again.
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✨ *End of Chapter
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