Rise of the fallen Luna By nicola hart

‘I TOLD YOU TO NEVER LOOK AT ME IN THE EYES, ARE YOU DEAF? YOUR PATHETIC, CANT EVEN SWEEP THE DAMN FLOOR WITHOUT MAKING MORE f*****g MESS’ the soon to be Alpha Jake looked at me with anger in his eyes. He kept me pinned to the floor repeatedly punching and kicking. Each blow more deadly as the last. Even though I lay there it brings me back to the day I came to Blood-moon pack. The day I was abandoned by my parents. Nobody knew who they were or why I was left behind. They instantly came to the conclusion that the reason I was left behind was because I smelt human. Nobody wanted a wolf less child. Especially if both parents were pure wolf. Very rare a wolf less child is born but when they are, they are instantly taken away. Nobody knows where, but once the elders come for the child they are never seen again. I was only saved that day as the Luna of blood moon pack wanted a daughter. She held me close and looked into my blues eyes, promising to love and protect me. Her mate Alpha Cain held her as they both looked at me with huge smiles and tears in their eyes. The Luna had given birth to three strong sons, Jake, max and Leon, but longed for a daughter to call her own. Her three sons were there that day. Max and the younger one Leon try getting a glimpse of me wanted to cuddle me, but the eldest Jake didn’t want to know. He even refused to stay in the same room. But after awhile Luna and everyone else’s love began to fade and I ended up as the packs slave at 6 years old. The beatings I got started the day of my 8th birthday. I had accidentally burnt the toast as I was preparing breakfast for the pack. Jake was the first to hurt me and by looking in his eyes he enjoyed it. He started kicking me about and shouting how worthless I was and that our parents only put up with me because the previous omega had died and needed a new house Keeper. I was eventually thrown to the attic. It was cold and damp. I had a few old torn clothes I had put together to make a blanket. The bed was old and broken but I was thankful I didn’t have to sleep on the floor like I previously had to. It ain’t much but it’s mine and I’m thankful to at-least have something I can call my own. Suddenly my eyes sprung open, realisation came flooding back as I feel the soon to be Alpha breathing over me, feeling the heat radiating off his body. I keep my eyes to the floor not wanting to anger him more. “I WILL NOT SAY AGAIN, YOU WILL NOT LOOK AT ME. YOU PATHETIC PEICE OF s**t” my eyes remained glued to the floor. The pain is intensifying as Jake delivers more blows. I refuse to shred a tear, watching me cry only fuels his anger. I try with all my might to keep strong as he continues. He picks me up by my throat and laughs as he throws me across the attic and I hit the wall. I can taste the blood as I cough all the while Jakes laughing at me, shaking his head as he leaves the attic. I curl into a ball hoping this pain would soon subside. Jake now turning 17 in two days over shadowing even his own father Alpha Cain who stood at 6ft and Jake at 6ft 3, Jakes blue eyes and muscle toned body. He was built to be an Alpha. He grew up fast and so did his hatred for me. I only hope that when he finds his mate and our future Luna he will leave me be. Apart of me feels he will never leave me be or maybe my mate will find me, even though I have no wolf I was told I was still destined for a mate but who would want me. I am only 5ft 3 and slim, I hardly get to eat so my build looked more of a skeleton than actually meat. I know I am the runt of the litter, the wolf less child but I prayed each night to the moon goddess to bless me with a wolf, each prayer remained unanswered. I still wished that one day I could, maybe then I won’t be so alone,