Born Of Fire: The Moonstone Guardian's Mate

The Luna Wannabe

Phoenix’s Point of view

Dang! Sarah is at it again, I can hear her screechy voice carrying down the hall. I swear she gives girls a bad name. I know I’m only 13, but I already know there’s nothing she could do to get me to go out with her. Nothing. But somehow she has this delusion in her head that I’m head over heels for her and that one day I’ll make her my luna. ‘Fat chance Sarah.’ I think to myself as my dad and I walk into the dining hall to see what all the fuss is about.

There she is, running her mouth saying she will be Luna someday like she always does. Thank Goddess that Dad is here to hear it this time, and I can tell he’s pissed. He stands there calmly listening to what's happening, but then she pulls back her arm to start to swing at Dia, and Kenna steps up, pushing Dia back and putting herself in danger. I tried to move to stop this, but Dad held his hand out, keeping me from getting involved. I’m glad he did because Kenna did it again. She impressed me. I know she’s been working with her dad for a few weeks, but she’s just starting to show some of her skill level. She not only blocked Sarah’s punch, but she also spun her around with her arm and pulled it up behind her back and forced her down to the ground on her knees without anyone actually getting hurt. Well, Sarah’s pride got hurt, I’m sure, but no one actually got injured. Her dad was going to be so proud of her, I know it. The thought made me smile, I was proud of her too.

“Let her go, Kenna. I’ll take care of this,” Dad called out. Once Kenna backed away and Sarah stood up, he continued. “Sarah, I’ll see you and your parents in my office this afternoon as soon as school is out. And if I hear even one word of you trying to hit another pack member, you will not like the consequences.” He turned and left the room as I ducked back behind the crowd. I knew Sarah wasn’t done with her show. I just needed to see how dumb she really was. I mean she’s 14 and thinks she will run this place soon.

I thought to myself, I hate to say it, Sarah, but even if you were my mate, I would reject you just to keep my sanity. But I know she won’t be my mate.

“I’ll get you two back for this. I don't care what the Alpha says. You just wait!” She started in on Kenna and Dia again.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” I said loudly from behind the crowd. They split, leaving enough room for me to walk through and face Sarah. All eyes in the room were now on this conversation. Even the omegas stopped working to see what would happen.

“Phoenix, Baby, didn’t you see what they did to me? Didn’t you hear what they said about me? How can you let them say those things to me?” Ugh! I hate it when she calls me that. It’s gross and makes me feel dirty. I just showered, and I already want to take another one.

“I don’t care what you think I should or shouldn’t do. For one, I’m not your ‘Baby’.” I air quote the word Baby along with a heavy eye roll. “I don’t even like you. And two, you don’t want to threaten Kenna here. She will hurt you like you’ve never seen.” I made my point by lifting the side of my shirt where Kenna had nailed me in the ribs last night, turning, so everyone in the room got a good look. The bruise had yellowed and darkened, it looked gnarly at best. I was proud of it. Gasps were heard from the crowd, and I watched Sarah’s face go from pissed off to being scared for her life. It was classic!

Kenna blushed. Why was she so cute when she blushed, and why, in the Goddess's name, was I all of a sudden finding her cute. I think I need to have my head checked because, ever since our first kiss last night, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her. She makes me smile, she’s funny, she’s strong even though she doesn’t think she is, she’s brave, and she’s caring. But she’s always been that way, and we have been best friends all our lives. I don’t even know what brought me to kiss her last night. I just felt like I needed to make up for making her cry, I thought. But was that all? It's weird, I can’t get it out of my mind. That’s why I tried kissing her cheek last night on the stairs, to see if it was awkward the second time around. The only thing awkward about it was me when I ran off like a little chicken up the stairs. Some Alpha I’ll turn out to be, scared to see how a girl reacts to me kissing her cheek. Even though that girl has been my best friend my entire life.

I shake my head to clear the thoughts away and say, “Hey Sparks, nice block by the way. I’m sure your dad would be proud.” I walk out of the room and head to my dad's office.