His Deranged Mate

Prayer

I woke up to the light shining into the window of the room I had been staying in at the Half-Moon Packhouse. I still haven't learned much about what happened to me the other night, besides that the Alpha and Luna appear to be nowhere in sight, and Damon has taken over the pack. Everyone seems petrified of not only him but me as well. It's not like I have had too many interactions with people since being held up in this room.

However, the ever-so gracious Alpha Damon lets me out for every meal with his men so he can gloat and show "his secret weapon" off. I get sick to my stomach when I think about what could have happened to this pack's Alpha and Luna. Even worse is the thought that I could have had something to do with it. I can't help but feel terrible for these poor people. Looking back, I remember a conversation I had with Cara about the importance of an Alpha and his Luna. Once again, a conversation I wished I had paid more attention to.

*********Flashback**********

Cara and I were walking in silence around the hospital garden during our "Outside Time." I hadn't been outside in a few days and the sun beating on my skin was just what I needed today. It had been about two weeks since my family came for the last time on my birthday, and depression had become my best friend again. Cara being Cara, hated to see me so down. "Cheer up, love, you will make it out of here one day and find the love of your life, and all this madness will be forgotten!" She exclaimed with confidence. I rolled my eyes.

"Oh, Cara, please don't start your s**t. You know I don't believe in true love or fate. It's a bunch of B.S. If fate is so great, how come someone as amazing as you hasn't found their mate in over "150 years"? It makes no sense. Where are these amazing men to rescue us?" I questioned in a condescending tone. Cara chuckled at my attitude and stated, "I will not question the intentions of our Goddess. Surely she has a grand plan in mind. I have to believe this with all my being and so should you!" I sighed deeply.

"Listen, My, if you don't trust anything else, trust me when I say there is some strikingly handsome Alpha waiting to love you out there somewhere," Cara stated matter of factly. "Oh Lord, here we go again. So now my mate will be an Alpha?" Cara laughed, a good hearty laugh, and said, "well, of course! You will be nothing less than a strong, powerful Luna! I'm sure of a mighty pack. You are the white wolf, after all!"

I decided to indulge her further, "And what exactly am I to do as this "Luna" you speak of?" She smiled and responded sweetly, "Well, an Alpha and a Luna are like the father and mother of the pack. When there are serious problems that can't be worked out amongst themselves or with the help of the Beta, they go to their Alpha and Luna. I have never lived in a pack, but from what I understand of wolves, their pack is their family, and with every family, there is a head guiding them along. A pack without a Luna is a pack lacking strength and joy. The Luna will always be the backbone and nurturer of their family." I had to stop her right there, "Ha! Nurturer? Me? See, that's how I know this all is a bunch of B.S." I stated with disdain. I mean, how could I nurture anything? The only thing I've ever had to show for was a pet goldfish, and that even died after two weeks.

"Please understand your importance to the world. Humans are blissfully unaware of our existence, and the Supernatural Council of Elders goes to great lengths to keep it that way. You are a protector of this world, and you will have to meet your destiny one day. I just want you to be prepared for all the responsibility that comes with it. An Alpha without his Luna is weak, and a pack without their Alpha and Luna is headed for destruction. Whatever lucky Alpha and pack that is out there for you will be expecting you to step up to be their guide and All-Mother, and I vow to make sure you are prepared for that day!" Cara exclaimed, getting more and more eager.

"Okay, Cara, calm down, don't bust a blood vessel! I am trying to take your werewolf lessons as seriously as I can. Give me a break, okay?" I stated, slightly trying to appease Cara. "Fine, but I want you to promise me that whenever you find your pack, you will give them your all, and love them wholeheartedly!" All I could say in response was, "of course!"

***********End Flashback**********

Looking back, some of that conversation is starting to make sense. This pack seems drained and depressed. That homey, loving energy I felt when I first got here has been sucked dry and all that's left is despair. Once I break free, I must do something for this poor pack. I feel partially responsible for their troubles. I feel even worse knowing someone like Damon has become their Alpha by default. He is not fit to lead.

There has to be another way for me to escape. Maybe if I could at least hear from Aja, I would feel better. I have to admit I miss her dearly. What I thought was a figment of my imagination was indeed just an extension of myself. Aja kept trying to get me to understand, and now I regret my ignorance every day. I hope she is okay, and once I get out of here and away from this mess, I pray she will come back to me.

I looked out of my window, up at the sky, and said a small, uncertain prayer, "Umm, dear Moon Goddess, lady? If you are real and you can hear me, please help. I need to get out of here like yesterday! Oh, and please keep Aja safe and send her back to me ASAP! I am sorry I didn't believe in any of this mess, and I am still not sure if I fully do; if I can get out of here, I vow to be a better me. I vow to become whoever I was "destined" to be. Send help. Please and thank you!" I felt a sense of peace wash over me as I finished my prayer to this Moon Goddess. I hope she heard me.

With a renewed sense of faith, I started to feel more confident things would look up. Maybe Cara's influence was beginning to rub off on me after all, I thought to myself. While in deep thought, my door swung open, revealing a sickeningly happy Alpha Damon. Alpha? Ugh, he doesn't even deserve that title!

He stalked over to me slowly, knelt at eye level, and caressed my cheek with his disgusting finger. I snatched my head from his grasp so forcefully that my neck rubbed against the collar, making it burn. Damon found amusement in my pain as he lifted me by my arm, saying, "Now be a good girl and let's get you a nice meal and rest before we head out to take over the world."

I had been awoken from my sleep and pulled towards the front of the house. The clock on the wall said 2:45 am. Exhausted, I stepped outside into the darkness and quickly took in my surroundings. This is the first time I have been out since we arrived, and I tried to escape. I saw a truck packed with supplies and 20 new men standing off the side. These must be the new warriors who come from the Half-Moon Pack.

"Alright, everyone, fall in. I know some of you are unsure and maybe even a little angry, but remember I am your Alpha now! You do as I say, or I will slit your throat, but not before I slit the throats of your lovely mates and pups before your very eyes! Do not think to cross me, as I am the highest authority! Anyone who has a problem with this, step forward now and face your consequences!" Damon bellowed out with so much force and aggression that every single person in the close vicinity had their heads c****d to the side with their necks bared in submission. What the hell was I witnessing? I mean, whatever it was had no effect on me whatsoever, but it was still bizarre.

Those poor men looked petrified, but Damon just smiled victoriously and stated, "Now everyone else knows the drill. I will travel with the "secret weapon" in the truck while everyone else will run in wolf form. The next closest pack is about 45 minutes east. Once we get close enough, we will meet up with our special friend. New warriors of Death Shadow, I am your Alpha now, so do not try anything you'll regret, and stay close! Does everyone understand!" "Yes, Alpha," the now 60 warriors said in unison. "Good! Let's move out!" Damon commanded.