Unchosen Luna

004

I decide to dress casual and hop on my motorcycle to drive to the same place as last night.

In the daytime this place looks even worse and I can't help but shake my head in disappointment. If only these people would let us help them, things would be different.

I walk to the house and knock on the door. For a long while no one answers until suddenly the door opens and a small boy with green eyes and long blond hair appears.

"Who are you?"

"Theo Heiden, nice to meet you... is your sister home?" I ask, the little boy shakes his head, "Your father?"

He shakes his head again.

"Come in," he says, opening the door fully for me. I freeze for a moment, but then step inside, shaking my head again. The Thief should be more careful with her siblings, they have no sense of preservation, "Are you my sister's boyfriend?"

"No, I'm just... her friend," I mutter, not wanting to say that we're not really anything and I'm just here to get back what she stole from me. I approach to walk over to the couch where Jackson threw my wallet, but someone comes running before I can.

"Stop right there," another boy blurts out, this one is bigger and his hair is reddish, just like Miss Thief's. His voice is loud and body is tense as if he's ready to defend his home. It's cute. And at least this one doesn't look like someone who would just let a random man into his house, "What are you doing here?"

"I was looking for your sister, she has something that belongs to me," I answer and slowly approach the couch, but he makes a warning sound and I stay still.

"I don't think so, you look like a Rich One," he mutters, looking me up and down with narrowed eyes, "My sister doesn't have rich friends. Or friends, in general."

"Yes she does, I'm her new friend," I insist, taking another step toward the couch, "We met at the monthly pack party yesterday."

"Oh, yeah, she said she went there," he mumbles and nods, "My name is Knox Winters. This is my younger brother, Beau Winters."

"And what's your sister's name? Can you remind me?"

"Nukea Winters," he answers and before I can ask him another question, he turns and walks back to the room he came out of. As soon as he leaves I walk over to the couch and start looking around, then I feel a silent presence next to me.

"What are you looking for in there?" Beau asks, but I don't answer because I'm too busy sticking my hands between the cushions, but there's nothing.

"A black leather wallet, have you seen it?" I ask him, little Beau just shakes his head. f**k, "Okay. Um, do you know where your sister is?"

"She went to get money," he answers immediately. I wonder if that means she went to rob another poor schmuck.

Knox comes back toward us carrying a couple of books.

"Hey, you look like you know about boring stuff like this s**t. Can you do my homework?" Knox asks and sits down next to me on the couch to stretch out his math notebook and book to me, "My sister would, but she's busy."

"And hasn't she told you that you should do it yourself?"

"She knows I'm good at other things, not math," she says with a grimace, "That's for boring people, like the Rich Ones. Like you."

I scoff a laugh.

Ever since we conquered Hughmount, people started dividing themselves into the Rich Ones and the Poor Ones. The Rich ones being the original people of Greyhound and the Poor Ones being the people of what used to be Hughmout.

I obviously don't like them calling each other that, but even I refer to people that way from time to time.

In just five months when I turn twenty-five and rise to the position of Alpha, I will see to it that they all unite once and for all. And that there will be no more Poor Ones.

At least, that's my plan.

"Fine, I'll help you, but only until your sister gets here," I agree and grab his stiff.

"Hey, that's not fair. I want help with my homework too," Beau complains and runs into the same room to get his stuff out, I guess.

And that's how I end up spending the entire morning in a Poor house, doing homework for a couple of unknown kids while waiting for Miss Thief to return.

When I realized she wasn't coming back anytime soon, I ordered food for us so when the door finally opens again, Nukea finds us all sitting on the couch in front of the TV, eating.

"I have good news, boys!" She announces in an excited, sing-songy voice, but as soon as she turns her attention and sees me there, her smile drops, "Oh, no."

"Oh, yes," I blurt out and get up from the couch, but before anything else, I turn to the kids, "Knox, Beau, please go to your room and close the door."