His Lonely Mate

Running

The next two weeks were like a blur. School, homework, ceremony prep, and sleep, that's all I seemed to be doing. School now a days was just something I did to keep my father happy, it's not like anything I was learning in class was going to help me in the future. As the Luna I was not going to be able to go into battle, to fight, to strategist, so everything I was learning didn't matter. We were all taught at a young age how our pack came to be, what it meant to be apart of the Moon Shadow Pack, and what roles we all were going to play.

If by the this time in school your role had been chosen you spent your time doing research, learning about your significance in the pack, and how the Wolves before you took on those roles. When I was young I enjoyed looking up past Luna's, they were Brave and strong and they Ruled along side there Mates, They were the Alphas partner, they were who the Alpha confided in, who he drew his power from. That was until Thea Harlow. She was the first Luna who refused to be apart of the ceremonial part of being a Luna, she did not want to be apart of her Alpha discussions of war or battle. She changed everything for every Luna that followed. 

The Pack she had come from did not believe that a female should take part in anything violent, they were to tend to the children and quietly know their place in a seat next to but below the Alpha. After her years as Luna there were no more fierce female warriors, there were only quite female wolves. We were taught to sew and cook, to fix our Mates clothing and to keep them fed. We we taught that female wolves were to small and fragile for Battle, we were better kept inside away from the mean world. When I was younger I swore when I became Luna I was going t change the Packs view on female wolves. But as I got older, that dream slowly faded.

The BloodMoon Ceremony was in 2 days, the decorations were complete, the food was beginning to be prepared and I had my final dress fitting tonight. I sat in the middle of the dining hall surrounded by young chattering wolves, it was going to their first BloodMoon Ceremony, they were excited. I tried to block out all the voices, I tried to smile when people would ask me if I was excited. I felt like I couldn't breath, the air was too thick, there were too many people. I needed to get out, I needed to be alone, I needed to breath.

I stood up quickly from the table making a few people jump, some of them stood up like they were going to follow. I held up my hands "Please" I said softly "Just don't", Before they could protest I ran out of the room. I did't want to be in the house, I wanted air, I needed air. I ran toward the back door, pulled it open and ran. I didn't know where I was going, I just ran, I ran until I couldn't run anymore. I fell to my knees and just cried. Everything had finally bubbled up and I couldn't hold it back anymore. I sat back on my heels and screamed at the top of my lungs.

I screamed out of sadness, out of anger, out of fear. I screamed because that's all I could do. In less then 2 days I would be married off, I would loss the small amount of freedom I had, and I had no idea what was going to happen to me. I didn't know who I was going to marry, how they were going to treat me, how much worse my life would become. I didn't know anything and that scared me. 

I sat in the cold for about 10 minutes before I stood up. I turned toward the main house, I could go back now and pretend everything is okay, pretend that I just needed a little fresh air. I looked back into the forest, or I could just keep running, I could run away from all of this. I looked back toward the house and whispered "I'm sorry mother" then turned and ran further into the woods. I didn't know where I was going to go, I'd never been outside of the packs territory, I'd never even been this far into the woods. 

I stopped in my tracks, where would I go? I'd never been outside of my packs territory. I had no idea what I would run into out there, or who. I took a few steps forward and sat at the base of a tree, this was a dumb plan. I was an i***t for even thinking about it, I pulled my legs up to my chest and cried. Now I was lost in the woods, I didn't know how far I'd run, or even what time it was. No one knew I was out here, so no one was going to come looking for me. I would have to get myself back, I stood up and started walking back. I heard the rumble of thunder in the distance and prayed it wouldn't rain until I found my way back.

I was not that lucky, 5 minutes into walking back and it started pouring. I started running toward the house, I had to make it back before the rain got worse, It was so dark I could barely see where I was going I was just hoping I was running in the right direction. The crack of lighting behind me made me jump and I lost my footing, slipped in the mud and hit my head on a rock on the way down. I sat up slowly, my head was pounding, I tried to get up but I winced when I tried to put weight on my left leg. I must have sprained my ankle, I would never get back to the house now.

I pulled myself toward the base of a large tree, I'd have to wait till it stopped raining before I tried going back. I pulled my legs to my chest to try and stay out of the rain as much as I could. It was a cold night to begin with and now being soaking wet from the rain, I was freezing. I held onto my legs tightly and tried to hold back the entire body shivers. I closed my eyes and prayed for it to stop raining soon.

The rain just wouldn't stop, my entire body was shivering uncontrollably. I had been stuck out her for what had felt like hours. I was so tired, I could barely keep my eyes open. I knew I had to stay awake, I had to get back to the house. I was forcing myself to keep my eyes open, but my vision was starting to get blurry. That's when I heard it, branches snapping. I didn't know where it was coming from. I tried to stand up so I could get away, I tried to run. I didn't have the energy, I fell face down onto the ground.

I felt my body being lifted up and carried. I tried to lift my head and open my eyes but I just couldn't seem to do it. My head fell onto something hard but soft, what ever it was smelled good, and was warm. I found myself trying to move my body closer, the last thing I remember before it all went black was the sound of a low chuckle.