LUNAR ACADEMY

CHAPTER 1

"Do you think we are being too hard on her?" Nathaniel murmured to his mate, leaning over in the car, so that I won't overhear them.

I rolled my eyes at that.

"Of course not, she will love it there and besides we know they can handle her so very little chance of her running away again." Francisca waved her perfectly manicured hands around like sending me across the country to a school full of aggressive beasts was no big deal.

I'm used to my parents talking about me like I'm not present ever since I stopped speaking to them. They are lucky I even agreed to be around them. Not that I have much of a choice. Sending me to Lunar Academy or Devil's Sanctuary as I like to call it is the worst thing my parents could do to me. And they know it.

I like to think we have a truce. I will be the perfect daughter at dinners and parties as long as they keep me far away from their world.

"But you ran away first. You stopped being their little perfect daughter. I'm sure the truce no longer holds."

My wolf purrs in my chest. I push her down, like I always do, and she whines, sounding hurt. I sigh. I don't want to do this to her but I have to. My wolf knows it's necessary. She can fight me if she wanted to. She could take over if she really wanted to, being an alpha wolf, but she lets me take the reins most of the time. She is the reckless, kill first before asking questions one while I'm the cool and collected one, even though my mom will disagree with that.

My wolf and I are two sides of the same coin, we were made for each other. The only person that come close to completing me as my wolf does, is my mate. I shuddered at that. Another thing I detest about werewolfs. I don't buy the idea of a goddess picking a partner for me. It just seems wrong. I know myself more than any other person. I'm sure I don't need help in picking a life partner.

I can't ignore the power of the mate bond though. My parents are so into each other, they make me want to puke. Dad is the level headed and smooth talking congressman. Mom is the fiery and no-nonsense fashion designer. She is a pain in my ass, most of the times.

"I just hope we are making the right decision."

Dad whispers to mom, being the big softie I know he is.

He is clearly rethinking the situation. If it was up to dad alone, I'm sure I could convince him to change his mind. I might even be able to open up to him. He has always been my rock, solid and sure.

Mom sighed and rested her hands on dad's that's already on her lap. She moved her hands up and stroked his arms, trying to calm his wolf down.

It's funny that dad is whispering

to mom when he knows I can hear him perfectly. Even though my wolf is currently suppressed, I still see, hear and smell better than the average human.

I straighten up in my seat and look ahead to see that we are already approaching the gate of the academy. I can make out two big black wolves on parole at the front. I shivered at the sight of them. The sight wanting to bring up memories I've spent time locking up and storing away.

I need to get a hang of myself, if I get triggered by every wolf I see. I will just end up permanently skittish and that's not me.

My mom sensed that I was unsettled and turned in her seats to look at me. Once again, I'm stunned by how much we look alike. She could easily pass as my elder sister or aunt. Same green eyes. We both have red hair but hers is currently dyed blonde. She don't like the red. Reminds her of her childhood.

"Miel, are you feeling okay? Is it cold feet? Don't worry. I'm sure you will make plenty of friends here."

I just nod and looked away from her eyes staring me down. I remember to put up barricades in my mind to prevent my mom from intruding. She is a Neuro wolf. One of the most powerful I know but you wouldn't know from the way she talks or act. She mostly seem shallow and unassuming but that's just a front to disarm you before she pick your brains apart. She is frustrated that she hasn't been able to gain access to my mind ever since I got back. She knows I wouldn't just run away for no reason but will never tell me so. I can feel her talons on the wall I built in my mind, stroking and looking for weak points but I already know she won't find any.

She was the one who taught me how to protect my thoughts from Neuros long before I could even walk. I turned back to look at her and noticed that there is a strain in her forehead and around her mouth.

She finally huffs as she gives up and turned back in her seat.

"We are here." Dad announced, oblivious to the faceoff I just had with Mom. The car rolled to a stop at the entrance as the guard at the gate walks up to us.

"Student or staff?" The guard asks as he came to a stop beside our car. He is tall and brown skinned. His head is cleanly shaved as he looks around in the car with brown eyes that I know don't miss much. I also notice that he is completely shirtless.

My ovaries.

God!

I might detest this world but I know a hot guy when I see one and he is definitely a hottie.

I school my features so I appear bored and uninterested.

"Student. Camille Alexandre." Mom smiled to the guard as he stumbles on his feet. The Alexandre name has that effect on a lot of people.

I know I come from a well connected family but for the name to have this level of effect on people across the country, well I'm f****d. Guess I won't be telling people my last name.

The guard immediately wave us forward, skipping the standard interrogation and screening while bowing theatrically. I would have laughed but I just fold my arms and roll my eyes at my mom. She clearly isn't against using our family name to get favours.

I turned back to the guard who is still waving even as another car, a blue Mercedes roll up to him. I notice the muscles bulging from his arms as he waves. God!

I'm done for!

For a mile or so after we entered the school ground, all I see are trees. It makes sense. Wolves love nature. There is nothing like letting your wolf out to run in the wild.

I could feel my wolf struggling to come out, wanting to smell the clean air, herself. I feel a prickle of guilt as I pushed her down.

"You can't come out. You know that." I tried to reason with my wolf, hoping to lessen the harshness of my actions and also trying to soothe some of my guilt away.

I look out of the window to see that we are out of the trees zone. They are buildings everywhere. Modernized buildings. I raised my eyebrows at that. I didn't know wolves live in buildings too.

Certainly an improvement from shacks and caves.

Maybe I'm judging them harshly. Back in New York, our home is as modern as they come. But my parents are not totally into this world, even though dad is an Alpha of his own pack, The Light Bringer pack, about 20 minutes drive from the school. I've only been there once, when I was 4 and the memories were bad enough. Dad just let his Beta, Uncle Sam run the pack while he does what he can from New York.

We finally came to a stop in front of a building that has ADMINISTRATIVE BUILDING written at the top. It is a tall building painted in brown and green, the colors of the school.

It's annoying that my parents insisted on driving me to the academy even though I'm a fairly independent 19 year old lady. I see other students around, all hanging out at the front of the building. From what I can see, I'm the only person here with my parents.

Well, there goes my chance of being a cool kid.

I continue to sit in the car, not stepping out until dad opened my door.

"Come on dear." He leans down and offer me a hand, as he pulls me out of the car. I stumbled out and he immediately hugs me to his chest. I breathed in his scent, he smells like home. I hug him back, not caring about the other students looking at us now. We clearly draw attention, driving in a Lamborghini like that. Wolves can also sense when a stronger wolf is around and I bet they are curious about who the two powerful wolves are. They are probably curious about me too even though they can't sense my wolf so they don't know my level of power.

"Mon Amour, prendre bien soin de toi. I'm going to miss you so much." He murmured into my hair has he hugs me even more tightly.

"Same here. Send Andre my regards."

My mom cleared her throat, looking around, ever conscious of the public. "Okay. Enough of that." She said coming between us and hugging me.

I freeze. I can't remember the last time she hugged me. But I don't say anything as I hug her back, breathing in her perfume. I almost cry, overwhelmed by her scent. I didn't know I needed that.

We stepped away from each other, I struggle to compose myself as I look at her and take her in. "Miel, good luck, dèmon de feu." I smiled at my mom's nickname for me. She gives me a slow smile and I know that I'm going to miss her.

My parents got into the car and zoomed off, dad giving me his signature two-finger salute as they leave. I turned back to the building and groan as I take a step forward.

I can feel the other student's eyes on me, my wolf shifting a bit in me, trying to sense if any of them are a threat. I say a silent prayer as I open the doors.