Page 99 of The Alpha's Forced Rejected Mate
“I love you, too, daughter.” Her mum held on like she was an anchor. “I am always with you.”
They stayed like that for a long moment, holding each other in silence. Then her mother moved her hand, and the light shifted. It displayed images of what lay ahead.
They noticed a child—a girl with Dominic's dark hair and Luna's piercing blue eyes—darting through the forest. She shifted between her human and wolf forms.
Her black wolf fur shimmered with silver patterns matching Dominic's. But something else stood out—magic flickered from her hands. It was powerful and steady, as she stood firm to protect those who could not protect themselves.
The scene changed. Shadowy figures gathered in the darkness. They were not Xavier, but others like him. They watched from a distance, waiting for the right time to act.
Dominic whispered, "The organization. This isn't over."
The woman with silver hair gave a single nod, and the scene shifted one last time. They stood side by side with other pairs—Adrian stood with a red-haired woman who Luna didn’t recognize, Marcus stood with a fierce-looking blonde, and there were others too, though their faces were hard to see. Together, they formed a wall against the approaching darkness.
Just as the vision began, it vanished. They found themselves back in the forest clearing, surrounded by the wreckage left behind by the battle. Moments had passed, but everything felt different.
Luna looked at Dominic and let her hand rest on her stomach without thinking.
"Did you see—"
"Yes," he interrupted, his eyes wide with wonder as they dropped to where her hand rested. "Our daughter."
"And the others," she added. "The demons. The organization isn't cleansed yet."
Dominic nodded grimly. He extended his hand to cover hers, saying, "One battle won, but the war continues. And we'll face it together. All three of us."
Around them, the pack was regrouping. While some secured the corrupted hunters who were now free from Xavier's spell, others were tending to the injured.
With a slight limp, Marcus came closer, his amber eyes observing their clasped hands and their joint stance. "It worked, then," he said simply. "Your plan."
"It did," Dominic confirmed. "Xavier's gone, but there are others. We need to regroup, plan our next move."
Marcus nodded. "I'll gather the others." He hesitated, then added, "Adrian's missing. He was fighting near the eastern perimeter when everything went white. No one's seen him since."
Luna and Dominic looked at each other anxiously, recalling their vision of Adrian and the woman with the red hair.
"He's alive." Luna spoke. "We'll bring him back."
Marcus stepped away to follow the orders, leaving Dominic with Luna. He tilted her chin just enough to look straight into her eyes.
"You saved me," he murmured, his voice low. "Like always."
Luna shook her head. "We saved each other this time."
"You left your hiding spot. You might’ve been killed out there."
"I couldn’t stand back and watch you die," she answered without hesitation. "I wasn’t ready to lose you again."
His expression softened. "When you said you loved me, did you mean it?"
Her cheeks grew warm, but her eyes stayed locked on his. After everything they'd endured, there wasn’t any reason to keep it hidden.
"Yes," she replied. "I meant every single word."
A real smile lit up Dominic's face. It softened his serious expression, giving him an entirely different look. "Say it again," he said, his voice low and rough.
"I love you, Dominic Blackwood," she said again, her tone firm this time. "Every part of you—the alpha, the hunter, the man. I love all of it."
He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into the strong, steady warmth of his embrace. "And I love you, Luna Mitchell. I think I did from the first time I saw you, years ago, trying so hard not to be noticed."
