The Last Prophecy Luna

Chapter 6: Stealing is wrong

Seeing the twin enter my abandoned house reminded me of the stink bombs I had created months before and thought it would be a brilliant idea to use them.

They were under the box that sat next to my DVD player and as I went to get them I heard.

"Jason did you found her?"

I heard Mason cry and gently slid my hand to take one of the stink bombs; if I get caught, that's OK, but I'm going to get caught with victory in hand.

"Get in here and tell me you don't smell her!"

I watched Grason arrive simply to follow Mason into my house; once they were inside, I took a little from the window to lit the bomb and placed it on the tunnel leading to the floor they were on.

"Do you hear something moving?"

I heard Grason say, and they began to check around for the source of the sound when the bomb arrived, and the stink of it caused them to flee the home choking.

My smile could be seen from the moon and above, but as much as I wanted to run away, this was not the moment. Yet I had to at least try.

As I stood up, I heard Jason who hardly speaks a word express his rage.

"I hear her."

I felt the door being brutally pushed and heard him run to the edge where the rope to open the attic was. I tried to reach it in time, but the moment my hand reached the door, Jason had opened the door and grabbed it and dragged me down.

As I fell, I felt strong hands seize my legs and quickly bring me to his shoulders, gripping them tightly.

Moving up, I notice all three Alphas' angry expressions at me, followed by Alpha Andrew who must have just arrived, while Mason continues to yell at me for the mess I left in his room.

Jason rushes into the pack castle, and I'm shoved to the wall so hard that my back cracks. He lays his palm on my throat, and I move my hand into a punch, hearing Luna Jessica scream.

"Stop!"

Hearing her heel stomp the ground, Jason lets go of me, and I fall on the ground with a harsh thud.

I moved my hands quickly to rub my suddenly aching behind while cringing at the amount of pain I was feeling, looking down to see whether I had a bruise immediately.

Luna Jessica began striking me with a newspaper and yelling at me.

"Do you honestly think you can behave like a rat and be treated like a princess? Faith, we offer you everything you need to live a regular life, and it's evident that it's not to your liking; you do anything you want, believing you won't face any consequence, and that ends today you brat.”

Luna Jessica came to a halt as I covered my face, and I overheard Grason talk to her in a soothing tone.

"Mom please calm down it was our mistake to leave her alone and we will take full responsibility for this."

Placing my hands on the wall, I try to get up, but instead I'm dragged away from where I was by my arm.

With every last agony I was feeling, I didn't pay attention to where the f**k I was being led, which I should have because it was dark.

Werewolves have incredible senses, but I don't have them yet because I don't have my wolf.

In four years, I should have my wolf, but for now, all I can do is rely on my human abilities.

Stumbling I hear Alpha Andrew as he drags me away.

"You consider yourself lucky, if I let her do what she really wants you would have been dead by now."

I place my hand on top of his to try to get his hands off of me; when that fails, I try to bite him, but he yanks my hand away to stare at me.

"I'm a f*****g orphan, and you expect me to be grateful after using me and dropping me like a rock? "You are all delusional!"

He shoved me into a room, and I heard it lock behind me.

After a bit, I got up to see where I was, only to find that it was dark.

Moving around and touching the walls, I felt the switch and turned it on.

Turning to check where I was, I was surprised to see that the room was similar to Mason's, but the gray had been replaced with a red; to be honest, I preferred the gray.

Seeing this prompted me to move, but the second I did, I heard my back crack and just stopped to stroll to the bed that was waiting for me.

I closed my eyes to rest and awoke after a long time.

Getting up hurt so much that I shouted in anguish as I heard another crack on my hips.

"f*****g triplets are attempting to shatter my body three times, as if three easy payments of my body would cover their junk I damaged in Mason's room, ugh. Bastards will ru the day I leave here and get my hands on their more valuable junk."

Feeling my body tense and bruised, I try to get out of this bed; the agony is less than I expected due to how soft and comfy it was, so I get up to walk, and I feel incredibly comfortable flip flops underneath me, which makes me groan in comfort.

"What in heavens is this?"

I moved my toes to feel their softness, then got up to walk to the entrance that seemed like a bathroom door. When I entered, I noticed it was a cream hue with gray accents, and I really liked the area.

I'm not sure why I'm here, but in all honesty, after the manhandling I went through, I couldn't care less why the f**k they put me here.

I'll simply enjoy the wild moment, and when I'm eventually seen again, I'll figure out what to do since I'm not staying here any longer.