Betrayed by the one she loved.

Brooke was still dozing peacefully in her bed; she looked every bit the 'Luna in training' she was. This wasn't through choice or her own selfish desires, it was due to her been the first born daughter of the packs Beta. There has been a tradition, of sorts, in place that has spanned countless generations within the Blood Moon pack. The first born pup of the packs Beta has always been a daughter, this is recorded as fact as far back as the packs history allows and the daughter is always the fated mate of the Alpha's eldest son. No-one is sure why the moon goddess has blessed the pack in this way, some say it is to ensure good strong genes carry the Alphas bloodline to the next generation, others say it is to ensure that pack members know they belong to a strong pack, with a clear future and a strong Alpha with a 'guaranteed' fated mate. The moon goddess also has a trick up her sleeve to ensure that each wolf protects and upholds the sacred mate bond. Once a wolf finds their fated mate and they mark eachother, they give eachother a strength that cannot be gained by any other means. Their bond feeds their strength, they can feel eachothers emotions through the bond, put simply, the stronger the bond the stronger the wolf. If, however a wolf rejects their fated mate, the pain this would cause would be almost unbearable for both wolves, they would both would loose the strength that a fated bond would've provided them and both would remain broken. There have on occasion been whispers of second chance mates, but these are very few and far between. The moon goddess expects each wolf to cherish their fated mate if they are lucky enough to find eachother. Now Brooke did not need to worry about this, her soon to be fated mate, Alpha prince Jackson or Jax as he preferred to be called by those close to him, was already head over heels in love with her, although he would never admit it to anyone, not even his father Alpha King Theo. Jax was already nearing his nineteenth birthday, he was tall and muscular, even by Alpha blood standard's he was very muscular and strong, he had dark raven hair and piercing green eyes, his skin was smooth and slightly tanned. All the unmated she wolves drooled over him, they where all jealous of Brooke and would've done anything to steal Jax away from her, but they knew better then to try to play the long game, they all knew he would be her mate so they settled for flirting and trying to get him to glance their way but as of yet, none had caught his eye. He was devoted to his father and his pack and he didn't need or want any distractions. Brooke stirred, her ice blonde hair falling in perfect loose curls framing her flawless face, her eyelashes in contrast to her hair, were practically black and so long that they gently brushed her skin when her eyes where closed. Her eyes where a piercing ice blue, with a dark blue ring framing the colour, her lips where naturally red and plump. Her mum Ann doted on her, she mistook Brooke's beauty as a gift from the moon goddess to bring the family goodluck and ensure that they where held in high regard throughout the pack. Brooke also had two younger sisters Rose who was twelve and Holly who had just turned ten. The girls where also very beautiful, with the same striking features, but their hair was more golden and eyes more of a royal blue. Brooke's mum was expecting great things for all of her daughters and she wished that they where all blessed and as happy as she was with Brooke's father Beta Cole. Ann was practically levitating in excitement, as the countdown to Brooke's birthday had officially begun. She had emersed herself in full party planning mode with Luna Ashley, as Brooke's birthday was only four days away and according to her mum and Luna Ashley 'there was still so much to do' each time Brooke heard her mum say these words she giggled, she knew the party would be amazing, regardless of how many guests there where or what type of chocolate was in the mousse. The thing with Brooke was, she knew how fortunate, privilaged and lucky she was to have such a respected place within the community. She knew she had a duty to her pack and that regardless of what she wanted, that Alpha prince Jackson would be her fated mate. She wondered if she would genuinely fall in love, or if the mate bond would be so strong that all her own emotions and desires would be sidelined until they faded into nothingness. The morning sky outside her window now had a hint of gold to its pink hue, sighing, she decided she had best get up before her mum came looking for her to go through the days busy schedule, now this was a very new behaviour of her mum, as normally she wouldn't approach Brooke's room until breakfast, but with the party only a few days away, Ann had decided the day needed to start as soon as the sun was peeking on the horizon. Brooke groaned as she got up and headed over to her closet, no sooner had she pulled her jeans on and her fitted baby blue t-shirt over her head there was a gentle tap on her door 'I wonder who that could be?' Brooke thought to herself with a smile, no sooner had she opened her mouth to greet her mum, her mum came bouncing into her room, Brooke watched her mum talking animatedly about the fast approaching party, she smiled to herself, as she could feel the emotions radiating from her mum, as she suddenly teared up and sobbed drapping herself over Brooke's shoulders. Brooke had been expecting this, to be fair to her mum, she had toughed it out and lasted longer then Brooke and her sister's thought she would, her mum wore her emotions on her sleeve and the girls knew she was bursting with pride, but at the same time a sadness that her eldest daughter was on the brink of becoming a woman. Ann playfully nudged her daughter, before enclosing her in a very much needed 'mum hug'. After a few precious moments, Ann released her daughter holding her at arms length to cast her eyes over Brooke's outfit choice for the day, her mother have her a small warm smile before they both headed to the kitchen arm in arm to continue the party planning, or rather Brooke would listen to her mum and the Luna's pre-agreed plans. Brooke didn't feel the need for the coming of age party, it was a chance to shift for the first time surrounded by those you love; who are closest to you to help you with the process as it can be painful until you are in sync with your wolf. It is also a chance for a she wolf to find her fated mate, this is the part Brooke was most nervous about, although it was just a formality, it was still steeped heavily in tradition. The tradition for the Beta's eldest daughter to be announced as the Alpha's eldest son's fated mate at her own coming of age party. Brooke knew it was inevitable this day would come, but her joy at meeting her wolf was tinged slightly with the sadness that in four short days, she would be assuming the role she and her parents had been preparing her entire life for. Brooke was dragged from her windering thoughts as her mum asked her a very simply to most, but important question to her 'Brooke, how do YOU want to dress for your party?' Brooke hadn't really thought too seriously about it, but had found herself daydreaming of herself in some kind of elegant gown, after all, everyone expected her to turn up in her staple of jeans and a maybe a nice top for an occasion? but this wasnt just any occasion, this was going to be the biggest night of her life (so far) and she was determined to make it as special as she could. Brooke met her mums gaze and without hesitation said 'I think such as special occasion deserves a special dress, after all I wont get another coming of age party!' Brooke was practically thrown to the grond as her mum tackled her in an excited tight hug 'Do you mean it? your going to wear a dress? you WANT to wear a dress? do you have any colours? styles? cut in mind?' before Brooke could even process the barage of questions from her mum she already had the Luna on the phone 'Ashley its Ann, grab your purse its time to hit the shops, not a moment to loose!' she ran off to tell Cole they where heading out, Brooke straightened herself up, giggling at her mums reaction, her mum hadn't expected her to want to wear a dress, no-one would ever in a million year expect her to. Brooke was ready to become the woman her father had raised her to be; confident, sure of herself, capable, humble and most importantly loyal to herself, her family and her pack. It was the last part of her core beliefs however, that would soon be a punishment rather then something for her to be admired for.