Luna Mira’s Choice novel Chapter 11

_Mira’s POV_

The next morning, I felt a new sense of calm as I got dressed and made my way downstairs.

The nightmare still lingered in the back of my mind, but Aaron’s presence had soothed me

enough that I managed to sleep afterward. I was grateful for him, for how he had stayed with me when I needed it most.

As I entered the dining room, I saw Aaron already sitting at the table, reading something. He looked up and gave me a warm smile. He gestured for me to join him.

“Good morning, Mira,” he greeted. “Did you manage to sleep after… everything?”

I nodded, settling into the chair across from him. “Yes, actually. Thanks to you. I don’t know what I would have done without your help last night.”

He shrugged as if it were nothing. “It’s no trouble. I told you I would be here whenever you need me.”

His words made me feel a little lighter, and I found myself smiling. “Thank you, Aaron. It means a lot.”

He took a sip of his coffee, studying me thoughtfully. “So… are you adjusting? Feeling any better about being here?”

I hesitated, glancing around the room. “It’s… different,” I admitted. “But in a good way, I think. Everyone here is still getting used to me, though.”

He chuckled softly. “They’ll warm up to you, Mira. Give them time.”

I nodded, and a question popped into my mind. “Aaron, if you don’t mind me asking… where are your parents? I haven’t seen them around.”

His smile faded slightly, and I immediately regretted asking. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-

“No, it’s alright.” He paused, looking down at his hands for a moment before speaking. “They died a long time ago. There was… an accident.” He took a deep breath, then looked back at me, his expression calm but a little distant. “I was their only son, so I took over the pack with the help of my Beta and Gamma. They’re like family to me.”

“Oh.” My voice was soft, and I felt a pang of sympathy. “I’m so sorry, Aaron. I didn’t mean to bring up something painful.”

He waved his hand, offering a small smile. “Don’t worry about it. It’s part of life. We move on and do the best we can, right?”

I nodded, admiring his strength. He seemed so resilient, despite everything he had been through.

Then he turned to me, his eyes gentle. “Do you miss your family, Mira? Or… friends from your old pack?”

I swallowed, unsure how to answer at first. “Not really. I didn’t have a lot of friends there, and my family… well, they didn’t care much for me.” I felt a dull ache in my chest as I spoke. It was strange to say it out loud.

Aaron’s gaze softened, and he reached across the table, placing a comforting hand on mine. “I am sorry, Mira. You deserve better than that.”

I shrugged, trying to brush it off. “It’s in the past. I just… I hope I can make new friends here.”

“You will,” he said with a confident smile. “And I’ll be here to help make sure of it.”

His words brought a warmth to my heart, and I smiled, feeling a spark of hope. After breakfast, Aaron stood and extended his hand to me.

“Come on,” he said. “I want to show you around. There’s a lot more to see here than just the mansion.”

Curious, I took his hand, and we walked outside. The grounds of the pack territory were vast and beautiful, even more than I had imagined. He led me down a stone path toward a garden filled with flowers of all colors–roses, lilies, daisies, even bluebells.

“Oh,” I whispered, feeling a strange ache in my chest for him. “I’m sorry.”

He shrugged, his gaze meeting mine again. “It’s alright, really. I have learned to accept it.”

I hesitated, the words bubbling up before I could stop them. “I guess I’ll be alone, too. My mate rejected me, and second–chance mates are so rare…” My voice trailed off, and I felt a lump in my throat.

Aaron reached over and took my hand in his. His touch was warm. “Don’t say that, Mira.

You’re not alone. And you never will be.” His eyes held a softness, a depth that made my heart skip a beat. “I’ll always be here for you.”

I looked into his eyes and I could see something I hadn’t noticed before–a flicker of affection, something deep and genuine.

Was he… falling for me?

I felt my cheeks warm, and I quickly looked away, my heart racing. “Thank you, Aaron. Really.”

He squeezed my hand, his voice soft. “You’re welcome, Mira. You deserve happiness, and I’ll do whatever I can to help you find it.”

We stood there in the quiet, a comfortable silence stretching between us. His hand in mine felt so natural, like it belonged there, and I couldn’t help but wonder if maybe… just maybe, there was something more between us.

As the morning sun rose higher, casting a golden glow over the garden, I felt a sense of peace settle in my heart. For the first time in a long time, I felt like I wasn’t just passing through–like I had a place, and maybe even someone who cared for me.