Fae and Moon Bound

Fae and Moon Bound Claimed Series Book 4 by Domina Alexandra Fae and Moon Bound © 2023 Domina Alexandra Triplicity Publishing, LLC All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form without permission. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination and are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events of any kind, or locales is entirely coincidental. Printed in the United States of America First Edition – 2023 Cover Design: Triplicity Publishing, LLC Interior Design: Triplicity Publishing, LLC Editor: Julia Wagner - Triplicity Publishing, LLC Also by Domina Alexandra A Rogue’s Redemption (Rogue Series book 1) An Omega’s Grief (Claimed Series book 3) Endless as the Stars Omega Rising (Claimed Series book 2) I Belong With Her A Night Claimed (Claimed Series book 1) Love Undercover Author’s Notes The tales of Bonnie and her pack. A werewolf that doesn’t get a break from the things that lurk in the night. I have to admit, writing the Claimed Series leaves me with chills every time. The series was birthed from a real place. Mill City, Oregon is a small town and I have an amazing best friend who lives there. After my many trips to her home, I began to take Mill City in. The mountains, trees, and exclusion were captivating and scary at times. At night, there weren’t streetlights, so it was dark, and I’d picture something predatory jumping out to get me. And, one day I thought, “Wouldn’t it be cool if werewolves lived here?” And the story was born. I’ve been writing stories for years now and have yet to share my older work. Don’t worry, I plan to. Writing for me came from years of being stuck in my head since I was such an introvert in my youth. I wrote poems, screenplays, and monologues, and soon discovered the excitement of writing longer stories. When I think of Bonnie now, as the main character in a very inclusive pack, I can’t help but think of how much I always wanted a pack of my own. I’ve gotten that now with amazing friends like the one from Mill City, but it wasn’t until I met Bonnie that I opened myself up to having a pack of my own. Yes, I know the Claimed Series is a fantasy. But, is it really? Hmm. If I can say one thing to all the readers, embrace your pack, find one, or even join mine! I thank you all for finding Bonnie! She’s been going through it but she’s learning. Aren’t we all! Thank you to Triplicity for giving me the platform to show my work. Your support is why I’m still with you! Thanks to my editor Julia Wagner, for not just editing but enjoying my stories! And to the entire team that helped design the cover and turn a story into one everyone will read. I would like to dedicate this book to Mill City, Oregon. It wasn’t until this book that I began to see how much I love your town with its streams, mountains, and trees. Even the cougars…of for this book werewolves! And to my best friend, Tessa, for living there and entertaining my ideas of werewolves living near her. I promise not to let vampires stay too long. They might be coming… Chapter One Frozen by muddled thoughts, I lay quietly, trapped between what was reality and what was my past resurfacing. Her fingers were soft, grazing down the curve of my jaw. There were many things I loved about her. Regret squeezed my lungs shut, the fear of never being able to tell her I loved her again. Not saying yes, when she whispered in my ear to marry her as I slept. “My Collins. It has been too long.” There was that consoling soft whisper in my ears again. It had haunted my dreams for years. Tainted any chance at finding love again. Not until… The light came to me from lucid dreams. My brows pinched together as my head swayed from side to side. My eyes fluttered open, the light causing me to squint. Tears stained my cheeks. My mouth was dry and pasty from lack of water. I tried to lick my lips and the taste was bitter to my tongue. I used my nose to smell where I was, finding nothing familiar. It took my eyes a minute to adjust, and I stared up at the rough interior of the ceiling, carvings of patterns I could not recognize from any modern décor. My instinct to run and find my mate nearly heaved me forward but I sucked in a breath instead. I squeezed my eyes closed to let go of my urgency to shift. Heat swarmed my belly and it raised to my chest, my wolf announcing itself. Calm. I spoke to my wolf, soothing it. This was different. I’d never been able to talk to my wolf this way. I could feel my Omega grin, pleased that I had easily reached out without the struggle I normally had. In the midst of fear, I had gained a new insight by letting go of my human need to be in control. My wolf was me. And now I was awake and aware of my surroundings, and my wolf was awake with me. When I opened my eyes again the bed dipped, and a hand pressed against my forearm. I was not naïve. This wasn’t my pack’s home, and this touch didn’t belong to my mate. It was her. The woman who had haunted my dreams for the past week and the woman who had once stolen my heart were one in the same. Alexis leaned over my body like a lover soothing me awake. Her brown eyes widened when our eyes locked, excited to see me. I expected to feel cold rough fingers, but Alexis’s were