Broken Moon

Chapter 8 Lina

Linas POV

That was a really interesting day. There were 3 people in her economics class at the academy. This was not suprising. Werewolves in general tend to stay away from the more theoretical subjects and focus on physical activities. One was an omega male who genuinely seemed to enjoy economics. The other was a human who had married into the pack and was hoping to be able to contribute in some way. She was cheerful and happy and clearly in new love heaven.

I introduced myself only by my first name. This has become commonplace for me. Even if my record for hurting others only went as far as accidentally driving over a pack members' foot by accident, people heard Blacktail and thought I was either some type of serial killer or a creature which should be marked by the hazard signs they put on rooms with uranium. However, no one associated the word Lina with Blacktail, so until people knew my last name, I tended to have friends and live a fairly normal werewolf life.

This all changed 6 months ago when I turned 18. I had been waiting for my eighteenth birthday for years. Ever since I first saw Darkness.

She was beautiful. A completely black wolf with red eyes. Her fur was amazingly soft and cuddly. But to everyone else she was a ferocious beast. She was the perfect teddy bear for a six-year-old who had seen her parents murdered in front of her. Whenever Darkness was with me, I knew none could hurt me. I felt safe and loved. I am not even sure Lizzy knew she slept next to me almost every night. There was a pull between me and Drakness I never saw between Lizzy and her. It is like we were both happiest when we were together. I felt like I understood Darkness.

A six-year-old who sees her mother die should only be sobbing in sadness. But not me. I was furious. These men, I recognized some of them, had been to my party just that day. And now they had invaded our home and hurt our family. I was ready to tear their throats out. And that is when my sister turned into Darknness and did just that. I felt no sympathy for the men screaming and howling on the floor. Trusting Darkness to take my revenge, I crawled over to my mother. I put my arms around her and cried until someone pulled me off her.

Anyways, the day finally come. I turned 18. I was going to meet my wolf. I wondered if she would be completely black like Darkness or silver like my mothers? Maybe she would be spotted like my fathers? But the day came and went without me feeling anyone. At first people told me my wolf was still in recovery after the trauma which occurred when we were kids. With time they started to look at me with more and more pity. People stopped saying she was coming. Instead they started saying that being human with wolves could be very fulfilling. They started talking only about how good I was at math. How there were plenty of professions for someone with my intellectual abilities.

I researched extensivly. There were tales of people who had lost their wolves in extremely tragic circumstances. They all came back though. If the wolf died then the human died. If the human died then the wolf died. I was a one of a kind. Just like my sister. The irony was not lost on me. The number of times I had been jealous of my sister for being the one everyone talked about. The one everyone thought was special. Here I was, just as special, but also considered completely useless.

Lizzy came home looking kind of ruffled.

"Hey! What's up?" I said, concerned.

"Honestly, so many things. I found a mate who is not my mate. And someone else Darkness thinks is my mate, but who is not my mate according to me. Oh, and to top it off, we found a dead body. A dead body which might have been alive if we had not been stuck in a standoff trying to figure out how to proceed with the day. Anyways, we are invited to dinner tonight. How do you feel about going on a double date?"

There was a lot to process in what she said.

"A dead body?" I ask.

"Yeah, a witness we thought was quite far removed from the investigation. Otherwise, obviously, we would have hurried more."

"And two mates?"

"That I can't say yes to. If we are talking about a mate where both I and Drakness are in agreement, then we have not met a single mate today."

"And who are we going out to dinner with tonight?"

"James Stroungbourn and Altic Bonecrusher. You might remember him. He was at your sixth birthday party."

I did remember him. He was much older than me back then. But the moment he was near me I felt safe, strange and fast. I had had a small crush on him growing up.

"Both alphas to be?"

"Yes."

"And how do you know them?"

"Well, they were in my team today. I believe James is my mate and Darkness is quite certain that Altic is hers."

"So I'm going on a double date where you will be claiming both men?"

"Not necessarily."

"You are bailing on our first night tradition to take me on a uncomfortable date with 2 men who both want to sleep with you and where you can't decide who you want to take home?" Whenever we moved to a new tribe, which was often, we had our tradition. We would go for a walk in the city. Choose the best smelling restaurant with take away. Go home and eat and watch TV. It was honestly quite wonderful.

"Yeah, I see how I'm being a bad sister here. But I honestly need your help. It is quite difficult for me to think in this situation. And everyone is constantly close to fighting. I could really use your brain and humor. And hey, they both play World of Warcraft."

Lizzy gave me a pleading smile. I'm honestly not that mad.

"Well, at least the two of you both have good taste," I say.