Aniyah POV
I guess everyone is mind-linking about me, but who gives a d*mn? I refuse to tell anyone about my wolf until I know for sure that we are safe. Aside from my parents, no one has ever shown me love, care, or interest. I refuse to beg people to give me those things. Luna Shoona, I don't care, they can get someone else to fill that spot. It doesn't matter, I'll become a rogue if I must. Now that I am free of that horrid place, I can start afresh. They must think that I am weak or a charity case. They can feel that way. It doesn't bother me.
"Ni, they don't think that way of you. Give them a chance and let's see how it goes. Promise me something.'
'What are you asking of me, Lene? I don't want to be abused again.'
'As I said, everything happens for a reason. I know more than I can tell you. Give Shadow Fury 1 year and if it is not what we need it to be, we will leave and never look back.'
'Bet! 12 years in h*ll, I can do 1 year there.' I inwardly smile at my wolf. Even if it is bad, 1 year won't be an issue for me.
As I cut the mind link with Lene, I let my mind wander. Why is it that I have no scent? Why can't anyone sense my wolf? Should I continue being the timid outcast while at Shadow Fury? Will they accept me? So many questions but no answers. It is entirely too quiet. Beta Kiery is the only one who has spoken to me, so I am pretending to be asleep. Still. That doesn't explain why they haven't spoken to each other. I am pretty sure that Warrior Danny is in a slump about being rejected, but none of the guys have spoken to him about it. I wonder if they are all emotionless a**holes.
I hope Shadow Fury has an extensive library in which I can spend my time. Maybe this is what I need to learn more about my wolf. Is it bad that I wish my parents could've been around long enough to teach me more about myself? Thankfully, I had nothing to bring with me from Crescent Moon. I only have 1 valuable to my name, a necklace that my parents left for me. They only gave me 1 instruction, never take it off. Ironically, it is a silver necklace. Silver is not good for werewolves, but it doesn't bother me. The necklace is simple, with a small pendant shaped like a crescent moon with an emerald embedded in the center of a wolf's paw. Sometimes, late at night, the emerald appears to glow in the moonlight.
No one saw it but if they did, they would think it was fake. I knew it wasn't. My mom gave it to me on my 5th birthday. After I told them about Lene, she ended up with a severe burn from the silver. I wish my parents were still alive. They were strong warriors, and I am honored to carry their names. They entrusted my safety to Alpha Dimitri and the rest of our packmates. Knowing that my parents had no family that could take me in after their deaths, Alpha Di-, oh who am I kidding? He is NO ALPHA. Dimitri could've placed me with a family or found a safe orphanage for me. Or better yet, keep me in the packhouse, in an actual room.
The feel of the road under the SUV’s tires changes from smooth to slightly bumpy, jarring me from my inner monologue. I gently peek my eyes open and the scenery before me is beautiful, even in the dark. I see family homes, a primary school, and a ridiculously huge park. Just past the park is a large square section by the tree line. This may be a training area. At Crescent Moon, the other omegas would say that Shadow Fury is the largest pack in North America with almost six thousand members. Honestly, I don’t know how little old me would be able to be a Luna to all of these people.
As the packhouse comes into view I am shocked by how breath-taking it is. A three-story home with columns, a modern concept, and beautiful. The lights are still on in a few of the rooms, casting a soft glow on the grass. I keep my breathing even so that no one will suspect that I am awake. Would it be petty of me to keep this up to see if my mate will carry me into the house? I can’t wait to tour the packhouse in the morning!
Either way, this is a new start...
That I might be looking forward to.