Rejected Luna Queen

Nesta’s POV

The afternoon sun cast a warm glow over the garden as I settled onto a comfortable bench, the blank canvas resting on my lap.

A gentle breeze danced through the air, carrying with it the fragrant scent of blooming flowers. I took a deep breath, allowing the tranquility of the surroundings to wash over me.

With a small smile, I dipped my paintbrush into a palecie of vibrant colors, each hue a promise of endless possibilities. The colors made my mood pop and my eyes tightened with joy.

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The canvas stretched out before me, a blank slate waiting to be transformed by my imagination. I knew I needed them when we passed by an a filled with painting stuff.

I began to paint, I let my mind wander, allowing the brushstrokes to flow freely. The colors mingled and danced across the canvas, creating swirls of light and shadow, shapes and patterns that seemed to take on a life of their own

With each stroke, I lost myself in the act of creation, the worries and troubles of the outside world melting away. The only sound was the soft rustle of leaves and the occasional chirp of a bird, a soothing backdrop to my artistic reverie.

I painted with a sense of purpose, each brushstroke a reflection of my emotions, my hopes, and my dreams. The colors blended and shifted, layer upon layer, building a tapestry of beauty and meaning

Time seemed to stand still as I worked, completely absorbed in the creative process. The world around me faded into the background, leaving only me and the canvas, united in a moment of pure expression

And when I finally stepped back to admire my work, I felt a sense of accomplishment wash over me. The once–blank canvas was now alive with color and texture, a reflection of my innermost thoughts and feelings.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the garden, I set aside my paintbrush and smiled. Painting has always been a source of solace for me, a way to escape the chaos of the world and find peace within myself.

It was something I could do without anyone knowing. And in that moment, surrounded by the beauty of nature and lost in the joy of creation, I knew that I had found my sanctuary once again.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

1 sat in the garden, lost in the rhythm of painting. I was startled by the sound of footsteps approaching.

Glancing up, I saw Alpha Loca striding towards me, his presence commanding yet comforting. He paused beside me, his eyes scanning the canvas with genuine admiration.

“Wow, Nesta,” he breathed, his voice filled with awe. This is incredible. You have real talent.”

I felt a warm flush of pride at his words, grateful for his encouragement.

“Thank you, Alpha Luca,” I replied, a hint of shyness coloring my sone. “I’ve always enjoyed painting, even hack in the pack”

He raised an eyebrow, curiosity evident in his expression. ‘Oh Tell me more.

I smiled, recalling the memories of my humble beginnings as an artist. Tears gathered in my eyes because I can never stop being grateful for him and Elara in my life.

“Well, I didn’t always have proper paints. Sometimes, 1 would use mud or whatever colors I could find. The first time I tried painting was when some colors were thrown away, and I decided to make use of them but sometimes there are no colors I use mud in a different color. I shrug like it was no big deal

Luca’s eyes sparkled with interest as he listened intently. “And what did you paint?”

I chuckled softly, the memory still vivid in my mind. “I painted the river we bathed in. It came out better than I expected, actually

He laughed, a deep, rich sound that echoed through the garden. “That’s amazing, Nesta. You have a real knack for

We sat together, sharing stories and laughter. I felt a sense of camaraderie and friendship blooming between us. Luca’s easy going demeanor and genuine interest put me at ease, allowing the to open up in ways I hadn’t before.

As the sun dipped lower in the sky, casting a golden glow over the garden, I realized how fortunate I was to have found such a welcoming and supportive pack. Luca continued to praise my painting, I knew that I had found a true friend in him

we were met by the vibrant energy of Elara, who bounded towards as with an eager

Alpha Luca and I made our way back inside the pack house, we we smile,

“Nesta, Luca, you’re back!” she exclaimed, her eyes alight with excitement. Tve been looking for you everywhere. I have the perfect idea for tonight

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her enthusiasm. “What’s the idea, Elara!”

She clasped her hands together, her expression pleading. “There’s a party tonight, and I really want you to come with me, Nell be so much fun, and you shouldn’t spend a Saturday night cooped up indoors”

I hesitated, uncertainty flickering in my gaze. Tm not sure. Elara. Parties aren’t really my thing”

Luca chimed in, a playful grin tugging at his lips. “Come on, Nes. It’ll be a chance to let loose and have some fun. Besides, it’s been ages since we’ve had a good party around here

Elara nodded eagerly, her eyes shining with anticipation Exactly! be a night to remember, I promise

I glanced between them, weighing their words. The idea of amending a party was both thrilling and daunting, but I couldn’t deny the allure of spending time with my newfound friends.

“Alright, fine, I relented with a small smile. “I’ll go to the party with you. Elara. But don’t blame me if I end up hiding in a corner the whole time.”

She laughed her laughter infections Deal! You won’t regret it. I promise,”

As we made plans to get ready for the party, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement building within me

Perhaps stepping out of my comfort zone and embracing the night’s festivities would be just what I needed to shake off the lingering shadows of the past.

With a playful twinkle in her eyes, Elara instructed me to shower and wait for her in her room before disappearing down the hallway.

I nodded, a mix of anticipation and nerves flattering in my stomach as I headed towards the bathroom. I have never been to a party before! Not even sneakily,

The warm water cascaded over me, washing away the day’s tensions and leaving me feeling refreshed and invigorated. I stepped out of the shower and wrapped myself in a plush towel, I couldn’t help bat feel a sense of excitement bubbling within me.