Crying Moon

A Sixth Sense

Leah's POV

I was sitting up in my favorite tree when I saw them. Anika and Micah walking to her house. When I saw their faces, anger shot through me. Anika's face had a purple handprint and was clearly swollen. However it was no where near as bad as Micah's, his handprint was almost black and much bigger, his eye was swollen shut and his lip was busted.

Only the alpha could have hurt him this way, leading me to conclude that the Luna is who slapped my best friend.

My wolf, Genevieve, isn't very vocal, but she is beyond pissed at the woman, The Luna Noelle.

I hated that woman too, she used to be such a good Luna, she was kind and fair, apparently that was just a facade.

I watched as they said their goodbyes and saw Micah walk away looking completely defeated. Even Gen seemed to sympathize with him and she wasn't one of them gushy wolves.

I was their biggest shipper, I loved them and how they seemingly let their love for each overpower everything. It gave me hope.

I hadn't met my mate in the pack and neither had them two, but they had each other. I had no one like that.

I wasn't envious though, I just figured I could wait for my mate to find me. I always had the craziest imagination when it came to finding my mate. How romantic would it be if some strong high ranked wolf came and swooped me up, brought me home and treated me like a princess. Girls like me don't get happy endings like that though.

I saw Anika walk into her house and decided to climb down the tree. Once my feet hit ground I sprinted to her door and began knocking.

She answered almost immediately and when she saw me she let me in. She turned around walking to her room. "Look, I'm tired, I'll tell you what happened tomorrow ok." Her face showing no emotion like usual. She knew I wanted to ask about the welt on her face. "Our friend is hurt, just give her space, she will talk to us eventually. " My wolf spoke up and since she doesn't speak much, when she does talk, I listen.

"That's fine I don't want to go home, can I sleep in your room?" My house was hell. My parents were omegas that got accepted into the pack when they were rogues before I was born. They basically get run around by everyone in the pack. But because they couldn't take their frustrations out on the people causing them stress, they resort to taking it out on me. The physical abuse didn't start til after Joan and Sean died. It slowly progressed til they full blown started to kick and punch me whenever they got the chance. Although I remember them using silver to make me weaker since the day I got my wolf at 13. Now it was an everyday occurrence and even if I was now much stronger than them, I still don't have it in me to hurt them back.

She nodded, probably wondering why I was even asking. She grabbed my hand and led me to her room. We passed her aunt knocked out on the couch, snoring like a bear as we walked to her room. She laid down on her bed and I took my usual spot on her bright green futon.

Before I knew it I heard the soft little poofs my best friend makes when she's sleeping. They're like an out of breath snore, it's hard to explain but she was the only person I've ever heard that sound from.

I feel safe in these walls, next to her, hearing her poofs. She was a strong that no one else could compare to. If I wanted someone's protection it will always be her. She's my rock, the only reason I haven't left this goddess awful pack and become a rogue.

I stare at the ceiling thinking about the future, she will be Luna of this pack, just like Micah has planned.

The pack would have to respect her then, she would get the respect she deserves whether they wanted to give it to her or not. The current alpha and Luna would be made to bow to her, after so many times of them hurting her. I knew that she would banish my parents. Anika and Micah both promised to banish them once they had the power.

They were abusive to their own child and the only reason they weren't abusive to everyone else was because they were physically too weak to do so. There was a reason they were kicked out of their first pack.

At this point I just wanted them gone, or I planned to leave myself. I couldn't stand them any longer. Even if I didn't want them dead or hurt, I needed them gone.

Micah and Anika would make the perfect Alpha and Luna to this pack and drag it out of the hole that Alpha Jackson and Luna Noelle have plunged it into.

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Liam's POV

I quickly made my way back to the packhouse. Patrol was finally over and I was ready to get home. Those two giddy wolves come around all the time, like clockwork. I should approach them next time. I'd like to put names to their wolves if possible since I see them so often. Maybe I can stop calling them 'the love birds' and start using their real names in the reports.

'Yes! New friends, they seem fun and strong!' My wolf chirps at me. My Lycan, Brock, was very chipper. If it wasn't for him, I'd definitely be a "Debbie downer"

I made a mental note to introduce myself to them the next time I see the two love birds.

My mind came back to the two people without a scent that entered their territory only yesterday.

If the love birds were running and jumping around tonight they were obviously happy. That must mean everything in their pack is fine right?

"They'll be fine, they were so happy, there's no way they were attacked" Brock practically sang it. Making me internally cringe at how optimistic my wolf is. He's wanted to find our mate since he's been able to sense we have one, causing him to be, a little on the romantic side.

Every now and again though, I can feel her. Her emotions, her sorrow, her pain. Someone was always hurting her and there was nothing I could do since I didn't have a clue who she was or where she was for that matter.

I was brought out of my thoughts when I met up with one of the warrior lycans, Derek. He mind linked me 'wanna race pretty boy?'

They all knew I hated that nick name. 'You're on, ugly boy' I mind linked back as we both took off racing to the pack house.

The others on patrol must have realized we were racing because now the rest of them fell in line and were racing to the packhouse with us.

I was in the lead. There was a reason Sable would choose me as his Beta over his own brother. I was stronger and faster than most. The only person I would ever submit to is Sable. He is the only person I accept as my King. I respect him and I owe him my life. We were born only 2 days apart, and have been friends the entire time.

We reached the pack house and I won by a landslide. Derek was the next one there followed by the rest. We all shifted back to our human forms. I struck an athletic pose, flexing my muscles and then changing the pose every few seconds to boast my victory.

Derek and some of the other wolves just laugh at my 'stupidity'.

We walk into the packhouse and before I make it to my room I am stopped. I turn to see Sable standing there shaking, livid as hell. "Dude, are you good?" I asked.

He gave me a look that said 'does it look like I'm ok' and I had to hold back my laughter.

As I've said I respect the man, and he is the only person I acknowledge as my superior. But the man is such a w***e. I wouldn't be surprised if he's slept with every female in the pack house except for Rhianna.

"Yep" I say smacking my lips for emphasis. "Who did you f**k this time your royal sluttiness?" I ask in all seriousness with a smirk on my face.

His eyes meet mine and for the first time in a while I see terror on his face, his eyes open wide and his skin as pale as the moon.

I suddenly realized this was serious but before I could say anything else my King spoke.

"Rhianna." He said not batting an eye seemingly growing paler by the second. "What?" My eyes widened hoping that my train of thought was wrong.

"I-" He finally looked away, to the floor and gulped, still visibly shaking. "I slept with Rhianna." His voice literally sounding like he was holding back from puking on himself.

The girl was just nasty, her hygiene was goddess awful, always smelled like armpit or clams, she was no where near pretty enough to be royalty. At best she looked like the pretty girl at the trailer park.

I don't say that lightly either, as I've said, my lycan is an optimist, and even he despises her.

On top of all of that, she is just an awful person, she's done so much since she got here and she hasn't even been here that long.

She's tried to seduce me several times. I'm not gonna sit here and say I've saved myself for my mate. I'm over 2 centuries old, I'm not insane. Plus, I only sensed my mate only a year or so ago.

That means she is pretty young. Her wolf is an old one though, I can feel it. My lycan senses how strong and beautiful her wolf is and is completely smitten with her wolf as well. Since finding her I haven't slept with woman I find attractive. I definitely only want her.

I realized I had just been standing there with a dazed expression on my face, causing Sable to growl at me. "What the hell man, say something, I'm low key losing my s**t over here." He finally brought his fingers up, running them through his hair. It's a habit I've seen him have for years, he does it when he's stressed out or tired.

He looked to be both in this moment. "Why?" Was all I could manage to say, with how much I despised her, I know the way he feels about Rhianna is 10× worse.

She clung to him every second of every day, even when he had told her several times that she is not attractive to him, that he doesn't want her.

She's done things to try and f**k up his family and is only in the running to be with Sable for the title that comes with it.

He sighs "I don't know, I was pretty much forced into it, I feel violated." His body shivers in disgust. "Then the she actually tried to get me to sit next to her at dinner by removing all the other f*****g chairs in the dining room except the one next to her." He spat like he was speaking directly to her.

"What did you do?" My curiosity had officially been peaked. He smirks. "I just stayed standing until they brought in the damn chairs. I don't know who she thinks she's playing, but I am not the one." He definitely seemed more calm now that he was able to vent about her to someone who understood. His brother wasn't much of a talker since Rose.

I walked him back to his room, just to accompany my alpha that was stressed, converse with him before he goes to bed.

One question in particular caught my attention.

"When you sensed your mate for the first time, what was it like?" He looked away from me, looking anywhere but at me. "I mean like, I don't know, could you picture exactly what she looked like in your head?" He tried to ask in a nonchalant attitude but I could hear his heart beating erratically in his chest. I narrowed my eyes wanting to question him but decided against it.

"No, I have no idea what she looks like, matter of fact, for the most part I sometimes forget she's there until her strong emotions flood inside of me. They're usually ones of sadness and desperation. Although sometimes I sense her feeling a strong adoration for someone and I really hope it isn't another male because that woul-" "ok too much info you already answered my question" He said in a short an aggravated tone.

I humored him in what I think he was thinking. "However, you are much, much stronger than I am. If you had started to sense your mate, it may be even stronger than my bond with my mate, s**t your mate could even be as strong as you, making the bond extremely powerful to the point that even her appearance is being shown to you." I finished while examining his face for his reaction. His eyes widened slightly before he closed his eyes and cleared his throat. "Oh ok."

Bingo! My best friend had sensed his mate. I just knew it, maybe things would change if he finds her. Sable would be the perfect King as long as he chooses a strong Luna rather than the girl that's in line.

With a few more questions asked we approached his room. He put his head in his hands and sighed. "Liam, what the hell am I supposed to do? How do I get rid of her?" His eyes flashed to glow mode meaning his wolf was part of our current conversation.

"We'll figure out a way. I promise." I said to him, letting my hand squeeze his shoulder slightly before walking away to my own bedroom that was on the floor below his.

I walked into my room and quickly took a shower before laying in bed. I was quite tired, it was 6:52, I had been up all day and then had been patrolling all night since 9. As soon as I hit the pillow it wasn't hard for me to almost be consumed by sleep.

Suddenly, a sharp, intense pain quickly shoots through my body, the feeling I know all too well as being stabbed with silver, burning in my lower abdomen coursed through my body like fire. Of course there was no wound on my body, because this wasn't my pain I was feeling. It was my mates.