Haunted by You

Chapter 6

Kael

Part 1: The World of Shadows and Light

The world was divided long before I was born, long before Luna ever became a thought in my mind. Our lives were shaped by the invisible boundaries between the powerful and the powerless, the light and the dark. I never cared for those distinctions, but I was born into them, and in this world, you either embrace your fate or you become a victim of it.

There are four classes that define everything. You're born into one, and it marks you for life.

The Darkhaven, my people, are feared, respected, and hated all at once. We're more than just men and women. We're wolves, creatures bound to the moon and the night, shaped by primal instincts and ruthless ambition. We don't just lead; we conquer. When a Darkhaven is born, they're part of the pack, but only the strongest rises to be Alpha, the one who commands and protects the others. It's not a role given easily, and I took it with blood on my hands. Now, no one can challenge me-not in battle, and not in influence.

Then, there are the Luminari-Luna's people. They walk in the light, their glow a constant reminder of their connection to purity and innocence. But beneath that glow lies a sense of superiority, a belief that their light makes them better than the rest of us. They govern with laws, rituals, and a righteousness that always irritated me. Their magic is soft, healing, but that doesn't make them weak. If anything, they're stronger than most think, but their power is subtle, woven into the very fabric of the world. They maintain order, balance, and peace-values that seem noble, until you realize how easily they condemn anything they see as darkness. Including me.

The Royals, of course, sit above it all, detached from the struggles of the rest. Their bloodlines are ancient, and while they possess magic of their own, it's not like the Luminari or Darkhaven. It's ceremonial, an illusion of control maintained through politics and influence. They rule because they always have, not because they're stronger or smarter. They stay in their castles, far removed from the lives they control, but they're always watching, always waiting to interfere when it suits them.

And then there's the most dangerous group of all: the Obsidian Order. Black magicians who live in the shadows of both the Luminari and Darkhaven, they don't belong to any class. They practice a forbidden magic, one that tears at the natural order of things. They bend reality, manipulate minds, and steal life itself to fuel their power. Even the Royals fear them, but the Order doesn't care for politics. They care only for power. They're few in number, but their influence runs deep, stretching into every corner of the world. They're always searching for new recruits, new tools to expand their reach-and sometimes, those tools come in the form of secrets long buried.

I've had my encounters with them, and while I don't trust them, I understand them. They live by one rule: power is everything. In that, they and I are the same.

Part 2: The Past That Still Haunts Me

My gaze drifted across the moonlit streets, but my mind was elsewhere, lost in the memories I'd long tried to bury. My relationship with Luna had been a fire that burned too hot, too bright. It had started when we were younger, before the weight of our classes had fully come between us. Back then, she was just a girl with a glow I couldn't ignore, and I was just a boy with too much anger in my heart.

We were never supposed to be together. Luminari and Darkhaven didn't mix. Their light and our darkness weren't meant to blend, and yet, Luna and I... we were different. There was something between us that I couldn't explain, something that went beyond our bloodlines and magic.

I loved her. Even now, it's hard to admit, but I did. And I think, in some way, she loved me too. We would meet in secret, hidden away from the eyes of our people. We talked for hours, about our worlds, about what we wanted. But more than that, there was an understanding between us, a connection that neither of us could deny.

But in the end, it wasn't enough.

The day came when her people found out. The Luminari elders, with their self-righteous purity, pulled her away from me. They said it was dangerous, that I was dangerous. They told her I would lead her to ruin, that I was a threat to everything she stood for. They separated us, like we were nothing more than pawns on a board they controlled. And I-well, back then, I wasn't the Alpha. I wasn't powerful enough to fight back. I had no choice but to let her go.

I never forgave them for that. For taking her away from me. For telling her that I wasn't good enough.

Years passed, and I thought I'd moved on. I buried myself in the politics of the Darkhaven, fighting my way to the top, earning my place as Alpha. I made my name known, carved it into the world with blood and shadow. No one could touch me anymore. No one could tell me who I could or couldn't be with. Not the Luminari, not the Royals, and certainly not the elders who once whispered in Luna's ear.

But then, she came back into my life. And I realized that no matter how much power I had gained, no matter how many enemies I had defeated, there was one thing I could never conquer-her.

I was the Alpha now. I had the power to claim what I wanted. But when it came to Luna, nothing was that simple. Because she wasn't just a Luminari anymore. She was something else-something darker, something more dangerous. And the worst part was, I wasn't sure if I wanted to save her... or if I wanted to follow her into that darkness.

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