Three days had passed, and everything was going back to normal.

Niall arranged a special section in the pack cemetery for headstones of my dad and Clarissa, so that I could visit them anytime I wanted to. I loved it.

Even though I visited my mom's grave countless times back in Brightwater Pack, I never really had a talk with my dad like I had with her. Even though his physical body wouldn't be there, it was sweet, and I loved him even more for doing it for me.

We were scheduling a pack meeting, where Niall will officially introduce me to his pack and make me a member.

With everything that had been going on, we never got the chance to do it, but now we can since everything is settled. And even though almost every pack member already knew me, I still had to be officially introduced as Luna. I was more than happy and ready to be just that.

This is all I need.

"Hey beautiful."

I beamed at the very voice of the man I loved so much, and I threw my head over my shoulder to see him entering the small room.

"Hey handsome," I mumbled as he leaned in to kiss me. I had paint all over my hands, and I didn't want to ruin his shirt, so I settled with kissing him without wrapping my arms around him like I always do.

"Aren't you hungry? You've been painting all morning... Which is beautiful by the way," he added quickly when he saw my glare.

I had always been defensive of my paintings. People always loved them, but they rarely understood them.

"I'll grab brunch in a bit. I just want to finish this first. "

"What is it? " Niall asked as he cocked his head to the side, trying to figure out my swirls and contours.

I ogled it myself, not really sure why I was making something so...vague.

"I don't know," I shrugged. "It just came from here." I pointed to my head, causing him to laugh, but he had a focused look on his face as he continued to eye my work.

"I think...." he drawled, as I made my final stroke. "I think it's what your mind looks like. "

I scrunched my face up at how cheesy that sounded as I removed my apron.

"No for real, " he insisted. "Just look at it. You don't know what it is, meaning that you painted it subconsciously right?"

"I guess but-"

"And look at the others you've painted over the past three days. They're all similar. As if they are saying something but... I can't tell what."

"Niall you're being dramatic. It's just paint on the canvases." I waved him off. He could always make the biggest deal out of the simplest of things sometimes.

"Then why do they all look the same? "

paintings I've recently made, including the now drying one, made

cry for help." His eyes widened as I gaped at him, offended

was the meaning. Look here..." He pointed at the centre of each of them, and I watched attentively. "There's just a gray, black or white circle in

"See what Niall? "

been trying to tell you through the one way it knows it can reach you--art. " I

me what exactly? " I asked, even

hiding your true pain beneath all the smiles and 'I'm

finger over his lips as I wrapped my arms around his neck. "No more

starting. He was probably right, but

as I gently bit his lip. He growled sexily

out my mate was an art genius. I had to meet her somewhere in the middle

between my teeth, pushing down my canines to gently graze the area, since I knew how much he loved it. I received yet another husky groan from him as he lifted me by my butt and wrapped

with

But you

as he pushed all

***

the front door, breaking my eyes from my phone and towards Asia who was

too looked up from her phone before directing her gaze back to it, as if saying 'you can get

polite today--she even told me good morning. And when my best friend, Emily, from Brightwater and I were speaking on

and smooth my ruffled dress as much as possible from me and Niall's session

had a visual of our guest, and

I gently

had no clue why she was

I heard what happened

kill that mate of mine." I gritted out as

was just worried about you. He insisted I

bit surprised as she stood up. "It's a pleasure to have you with

pleasure being here too. You've gotten so big." Asia blushed at that, but didn't comment on

the accident. I'm terribly sorry." She

who killed the real

waved her off. "A little bruises

Water? Tea?"

causing me to roll

"Sure! Zoey?"

I asked, not picking up on her

from

I smiled awkwardly as I

didn't trust her new found kindness. Even before Victoria came

me wonder if this was her true nature. If underneath all that hatred for me,

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