My Fearless Luna

- “Elisa? Are you listening to me?” – Pam said with an exasperated tone. - “Sure, you were talking about the new warriors and how handsome they were.” – Same as every Monday. I was bored with the conversation already. Before him, I would have been happy to gossip with Pam about the new recruits. But ever since I came back from “Peace camp”, I could not stop thinking about Theo. Pam kept rumbling about the new squad as we went to the pack house´s dining room. I would have skipped dinner honestly, but Mondays were the briefing meetings. I did want to know how our troops were doing, and what else was going on with the war. We entered the house through the kitchen door. The three kitchen omegas: Kathy, Elsa and Esther, were finishing dinner. Esther, the oldest one, was around 60-years-old. She was like a second mother to me, my personal adviser. I trusted her with almost everything. In fact, she was the only one that knew about Theo. Not even Pam, my best friend, knew about him. It wasn´t because I didn’t trust her. It was because I didn´t want to talk about him just yet. Esther would just listen to what I had to say, but Pam would have a million, no wait, a trillion questions. I was not ready for that. Pam left for the main dining room with the other pack members. She was the pack´s doctor's daughter, and unfortunately, she wasn’t allowed on meetings where her mom was not invited. The mother-daughter resemblance was amazing. Both had long black curly hair with olive skin and very soft features. The only trait Pam got from her dad, was her mesmerizing green eyes. She is beautiful and she knows it. Pam is the it girl of our high school and as such, she had her minions following her like lost puppies. Pam loved the attention, especially when I had to leave for meetings. As I walked to the conference room, I started daydreaming about Theo again. - “Hello princess”- Liam said, snatching me away from my thoughts. - “Hey! I am your princess.” – My little sister complained as she put her arms up so Liam would pick her up. I just rolled my eyes at her. Kristen was only six and was completely in love with my best guy friend Liam. It was his fault mostly. I mean, he would spoil her every time he got the opportunity to. No matter what Kristen wanted, she would get it from him. Her demands, and yes, I said demands, would vary from ice cream before bedtime, to whole day dates twice a month, minimum. I get what she saw in him. Liam was sweet and charismatic. He had gorgeous honey eyes and light brown hair. He had a perfectly toned body with perfect abbs and arms as muscular as they could be. Not that a six-year-old would notice. I think, I hope. Liam was the perfect guy in every way, and maybe that’s why he would pamper my sister so much. Liam picked Kristen up and made her seat on the chair next to him. As always, my dad was at the head of the table, my mom on his left, next to me. On my father’s right were his betas, Liam’s parents, and next to them were him and my baby sister. We had recently lost our gammas due to the war, and no one was ready to replace them. Alice, Liam´s mother, started the meeting. - “Well, on today’s news we have the demise of the Blue Moon pack. They surrender after the death of their leaders, which was gruesome to say the least. The Blood Moon pack hang their heads in front of their pack house.” - “They already control half of the country. Isn´t that enough? They´ve shed so much blood in the last 5 years.” – my mom stated - “They are getting closer, and we need to be prepared for what’s to come. Benjamin, how are we doing with the bunkers? Are they all ready?” – My dad asked. - “Of course, Alpha! All the bunkers are ready to be used. There are supplies for a month and each family has already been assigned one.” – Liam´s dad responded. We´ve been at war for the last 5 years. Everything changed after the last Alpha king died without an heir and no clear successor. The consul dictated a vote between all the alphas to select a new king. It could have worked, but the Blood Moon Alpha did not agree and slaughtered the six finalists for the position. After that, chaos reigned. Out of the 850 packs in America, 300 decided to submit to him, Damian. And the others supposedly arrange peace treaties. However, on their first meeting, he killed the other alphas that attended and proclaimed himself ruler of all the packs that were left. Many werewolves ran away, but most of them stayed at their original pack´s territory and soon became slaves. The Blood Moon Pack was gigantic now. And even after five years, we did not know how Damian could manage to keep control of all of it. He got control of the packs in the south first, because they were smaller, but he would send scouts to the north to keep conquering more land. Alphas started to panic and tried to gain more and more land for themselves, to gain more resources and more werewolves. My father tried to maintain peace at our borders, but fear was greater than hope and friendship. We had strong fighters and we managed to defend our pack, the Crescent Pack. Nowadays, we control around half of the north, while the Dark Moon Pack controls the other half. It is not like we have a peace treaty or anything, but we have been neighbors for as long as our records can account for. My dad believes in free working people. We do have a hierarchy system, as all packs do, but our omegas have a salary, as well as our warriors. In many packs, one could not better one´s position, however we tried to give everyone a fair chance. When a werewolf turns 18, his/her abilities will be tested and his/her position in the pack is reconsidered. An omega could become a warrior, a delta, a gamma or even a beta if the pack needed one. Theoretically, an omega could even challenge the alpha and get his position, but that has never happened. Even if we tried to give everyone a fair chance, the truth is that blood is thicker than water. Liam would be stronger than any delta or any warrior just by his beta blood. And I would be stronger than him because of my alpha blood, especially when my lineage is one of pure-blooded alphas. Rumor has it that’s how Damian managed to kill all the other alphas. He also comes from a pure-blooded family. - “Elisa and Kristen would have to leave.” – My mom said, bringing my attention back to the meeting. - “What? Why are we being sent away?” - “ It is not about sending you away honey. It´s about protecting you girls. We all know that Damian is looking for a mate, and it seems he is not looking for his destined mate, but a chosen one that can give him more power. You girls are pure blooded alpha´s daughters. It is only a matter of time until he learns about you. It is better to think ahead.” - “To think ahead and make us run away?” – I did not like the idea of leaving everything and everyone behind. - “Nothing has been decided yet, but we do need to think about the possibility of war reaching our home.” – My dad answered making everyone get more tense. - “I don’t want to leave our home, our pack. I would rather help you protect it and not leave it to perish under that monster.” – I insisted. - “There´s always the possibility to form alliances with packs from other kingdoms.” – Benjamin suggested. No one dared to comment on that, which ended the discussion and the meeting. We all knew my dad hated the idea. It is not the first time that it has come out, but before, the war was far from our territory, and we were sure we could protect our people. Even if we were one of the most powerful packs in America, the numbers in the Blood Moon Pack kept getting bigger. I knew my dad was considering the idea of creating an overseas alliance, because if not, why send me to summer camp over there? “Peace camp” was a tradition from the biggest packs in Europe. They wanted their children to meet and mingle without the pressure of ranks and packs. When you got there, you had to drink a potion that would level up all the participants in strength and power, erasing our powerful or powerless auras. Of course, we were prohibited from mentioning which pack or rank we had. And in order to erase your nationality, one could only speak in Latin. Yes, Latin! I know it sounds completely crazy, but with that no one could know who they were talking to. It was supposed to bring the werewolf community closer, but being honest, it was more like bringing werewolf high society closer. Not everyone could pay to have Latin tutors or give the camp 20 guards per participant to assure the safety of everyone attending. My dad got invitations for me to attend since I was 15, but he decided to let me go at 17. I can´t complain. Overall, summer camp was fun and helped me take my mind of the war and everything happening back home. I got some new friends who I use to facetime and text, but the most exhilarating person I met was the one I couldn’t talk to. I was angry at myself for letting my guard down and falling in love with someone who wasn’t my mate. I was 17, soon enough I will get my wolf and my mate. What was the point of getting into a relationship that had an expiration date? It was useless. It was the exact reason I decided to stay away from boys. But no, I went overseas and forgot about all my preconceived notions. And not happy with just a relationship with an expiration date, I got into one with distance issues and trust issues. I did not know half of Theo´s life. We couldn’t talk about our rank, family, or pack, which is literally what makes our identity. How did I fell in love with someone I didn’t know? I thought that was impossible, that’s why we had our little arrangement. No past, no future. It seemed pretty easy. But apparently it wasn't. That’s how I got myself into this mess. There was something in him, something that kept pulling me to him, intriguing me to find out more about him. I felt anxious and safe whenever he was around and everything around him just made me want to be close to him. That’s why when he asked me to go on a date with him and we decided to be together, we made some rules. Well, I made some rules. Sure, I was pull towards him, but that didn’t mean I planned on having more than a summer fling. There are lots of movies about it. Why couldn’t I have one? No reason, right? Besides, it seemed perfect because no one knew me there and no one had expectations of what I should or should not do. Additionally, there was this unspoken rule where everything that happened at Peace camp stayed at Peace camp. It was supposed to be about fights and misunderstandings, but as teenagers we applied it to everything, including love and romance. NOTE: Hey guys! I am really excited to explore this story with you. It is my very first time writing and I am really nervous about it. Please, if you have any recommendations or ideas, don't hesitate to write them in the comments. I hope you liked this chapter and the ones to come. Happy reading!