Moon's Beloved

SERIN:

I was finally six now and had started going to my new teachers, beyond the boundaries of my pack.The fields were my favorite place in the whole world. The witches and fairies called it sacred, but to me, it was just… safe. The tall grass felt soft against my hands, the sunlight warmed my skin, and the air always smelled like something magical—flowers, moss, and a hint of something sweet I could never quite name.

I liked being here more than I liked being with the pack. No one whispered about me here, no one cared that I was an Omega. The witches and fairies didn't look at me like I didn't belong.

Today, I wandered a little farther than usual. I was following a tiny butterfly, its wings full of colours as it darted just ahead of me. I laughed softly, stretching out my hand to catch it, but it stayed just out of reach, teasing me.

And then I heard it.

A growl.

It was low, deep, and so close that it froze me in place. My heart slammed against my ribs as I turned around, and there it was—a huge black dog with glowing red eyes, standing in the shadows of the trees. Its lips curled back, showing sharp, yellowed teeth.

I couldn't move. My legs felt like they weren't mine anymore. It stepped closer, snarling, and I felt the tears prick at the corners of my eyes. My chest burned—my powers. I could feel them bubbling up inside me, begging to come out.

But I couldn't let them. Not again. What if I hurt someone this time?

The dog barked sharply, and I flinched, squeezing my eyes shut.

This is it, I thought. This is how it ends.

Then, a sound split the air—a growl, louder and deeper than the dog's, so strong it made the ground beneath my feet tremble. I opened my eyes and saw him.

A boy, older than me but not by much, stood just a few feet away. He had black hair that looked messy, like the wind had been playing with it, and his eyes… his eyes were blue, but not like the sky or the sea. They were brighter, sharper, like the kind of blue you see in a flash of lightning.

I should've been scared of him. He was just a kid, but the power radiating off of him was so strong it felt like the whole field was holding its breath. Even the dog, as big and terrifying as it was, hesitated. The funny thing is I never felt anyone's power I was never indimitated by an alpha , but he was some other news.

"Leave" the boy said, his voice low and steady. His eyes flashed silver, and the dog whimpered.

I couldn't stop staring. There was something about him—something I couldn't explain. He wasn't just strong; he was… everything. He stepped forward, and the dog turned tail and ran, disappearing into the trees as fast as it could.

And then the boy turned to me.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice softer now, gentle in a way that didn't match the power I'd just felt from him.

I couldn't speak. I just nodded.

He walked closer, crouching down so we were the same height. His eyes weren't silver anymore—they were back to that strange, electric blue, and they felt like they could see right through me.

"You don't have to be scared" he said, his voice calm and warm. "I won't let anything hurt you."

There was something about the way he said it, like it wasn't just a promise—it was the truth. For the first time in forever, I felt… safe.

I didn't know his name yet. I didn't even know who he was or where he came from. But in that moment, I knew one thing: I would never forget the boy with the glowing silver eyes.

He was staring at me, waiting for me to say something, but my mind felt like it had been turned upside down. My voice was stuck somewhere in my throat, but I finally managed to get a shaky breath out.

"You're… really strong" I whispered, looking up at him with doe eyes like he was some kind of hero.

He blinked, a little surprised, and then he smiled—not a big smile, just a small one, like he wasn't used to doing it. "I guess" he said, rubbing the back of his neck. "But you're the brave one."

I looked down, fiddling with the edge of my dress. "I didn't feel brave."

"Well, you didn't run away" he pointed out. "That counts."

I looked back at him, trying to make sense of this boy who had just scared off that huge dog like it was nothing. He was older than me, maybe nine, but the way he stood there, so calm and sure of himself, made him seem much older.

"What's your name?" I asked. " And how old are you?" I asked curious."Kairan, and I am nine" he said, his voice steady. "What's yours?"

"Serin,and I am 6" I replied showing my 6 fingers, feeling a little braver now. "You don't look Korean" I said scrunching my nose. "Because ...little miss, I am half Korean my dad is Turkish". "You're really powerful, Kai. Can I call you Kai? Kairan is tooooooo long " I said pouting.

He raised an eyebrow at me like he is 19 instead of nine." You can....only if I can call you Luna." "What's that?" "It's another name for moon." "But why call me that?" "Cause little miss, your hair and skin and your pretty face reminds me of the pretty moon" I giggled at his response.

An idea popped into my head. Without thinking, I jumped up and wrapped my arms around his leg, clinging to him like a squirrel on a tree.

"What are you doing?" he asked, sounding startled.

"I'm sticking to you now" I declared, grinning up at him. "If I'm with you, nothing scary will come near me. You'll protect me, right?"

He looked down at me, his blue eyes wide, and for a second, I thought he might tell me to let go. But then, instead of pulling away, he sighed like he'd already given up.

"Fine" he said, rolling his eyes a little, but I could see the smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

" Serin! What? Sir you too?" the sound startled both of us

It was one of the witches, her voice sharp and scolding as she appeared out of the trees. Her pink eyes narrowed then widened as she saw me and Kairan.

I looked up at Kairan, suddenly worried she might scold him too. But he just stood there, calm as ever, and gave her a little bow. "I didn't mean to cause trouble. I was just… helping."

The witch's gaze softened slightly as she looked at him "ofcourse sir you won't" . "And you" she said, turning to me, "were supposed to stay closer to the grove. Do you have any idea how worried we've been?"

Kairan stepped in front of me. "Don't scold her." His eyes sharp and his face not betraying any emotion. He was looking like an adult now. The childish smile and playfulness long gone.

The witch sighed, shaking her head. "Come on, both of you. Back to the grove. You're lucky nothing worse happened."

As we started walking back, I glanced at Kairan. He didn't seem scared of the witch at all. If anything, he looked a little amused. I smiled to myself.

I didn't know much about Kairan yet, but I was sure of one thing—this wasn't the last time I'd be sticking to him.