Luna Catalina (ENG)

Chapter 2

Cassandra is my best friend, although everyone calls her Cas. We've been best friends for as long as I can remember, and she's one of the few people who really knows me. Cas can read me like an open book. Her father was my father's Beta in Spain, and he was one of the people who helped my brothers and me escape the m******e of our pack. 

I knocked energetically on the door of his room and two seconds later Cas opened the door with a huge smile on his face. I can say without a doubt that Casandra is one of the most beautiful women I have ever met in my life. She is 5'6", with dark brown skin, super curly dark brown hair, and huge chocolate brown eyes. On top of that, The Moon Goodness had endowed my friend's body with outrageously perfect curves. It was only natural that all the boys drooled over her every time we went out partying. Cas is a person who radiates happiness, it's impossible not to smile and laugh around her. All these years she's been a rock to hold on to, and I couldn't be more grateful.

-“Heyyy! Do you want to go for a walk, my brother wants us to stay away from here so as not to disturb" I said, imitating what Lucas had said to me a few minutes before. 

-“Yeees!," Cas replied enthusiastically as he picked up his bag. 

We took a walk around town, did some shopping and sat down for a smoothie in the sunshine. 

-“How do you think Alpha Kayden will look like? I hope he's really hot," Cas said as he ran his tongue over his bottom lip.

-What an obsession you have with f*****g an Alpha," I replied.

-It's just that I've heard they have a huge D**K, and we'll have to check if the rumors are true," she said with a mischievous grin, "Besides, maybe Alpha Kayden is my mate".

-" You only want him as your mate because he's an Alpha, which makes him, according to you, have a giant D**K." I replied, choking on my milkshake with laughter.

-“Why am I going to say no if I do," Cas replied joining in with my laughter, "No, but seriously, I don't care who my mate is. What matters to me is that he treats me well and f***s me like I deserve, and at least once or twice a day. I don't think I don't ask for much."

This girl?!

-“Or maybe Alpha Kayden is your second chance," Cas added, glaring at me.

-“Nononono," I exclaimed, waving my hands. –“Not this subject again. I've told you a thousand times that second chance mates almost never happen, they're practically a myth. It can't be that every week that an Alpha visit us you insist that it's going to be my second chance".

-“I'm sure that one of these days one of those Alphas is going to be your second chance.

-“I've told you a thousand times that it won't. And I don't want one. I don't want any man who thinks he's going to come to my rescue and make me his ornament. I don't need anyone to rescue me, I rescued myself a long time ago." I replied with a growl.

-"Not even an Alpha with a giant D**K?" Cas asked with a puppy dog face.

- "Much less an Alpha. I can't stand the way they treat their Lunas. All those women do is throw parties and have kids since they're 18. No thanks, I refuse to be anyone's plaything."

- "You won't be saying the same thing when Alpha Kaylen trusts his big D**K all the way in."

-"CASANDRA!!!" I shouted, after which we both burst into a fit of laughter.

As the sun started to set, we went back to the packhouse. The house was quite big, nothing compared to the mansion we lived in in Spain, but I had no complaints. In the packhouse lived my four brothers and I, Marcos' and Lucas' mates, Cas' parents, Cas and his older brother, Miguel. In addition, the house has three spare rooms for guests. It is not a super luxurious house, but it is very cosy. Since the construction of the house, a few months after our arrival in the US, the doors have always been open. The first few years here were very hard, and many members of the pack went hungry or had nowhere to sleep. Marcos promised then that any pack member in need could come to the packhouse to ask for anything they needed. During those early years we fed almost half of our pack, and, although today hardly anyone needs that help, the doors are still open if a family is going through a rough patch. 

As Marcos didn't want us to be in the common areas so as not to disturb the visitors, we made sandwiches for dinner and went up to my room to watch a movie. On our way upstairs we ran into Cas's older brother Miguel. He is a year older than us and is physically the same as Cas. He has dark skin, curly brown hair, which he always wears perfectly cut, and huge brown eyes. Miguel is also very tall and very fit; he is practically the size of an Alpha. However, in personality Miguel and Cas are polar opposites. Miguel is a super quiet and reserved guy; I've barely seen him smile in my twenty years of life. That said, I would trust Miguel with my life. He is the most caring, helpful and kind-hearted person I have ever met in my life. 

Miguel is not only my best friend's brother, but he is also my army-mate. One of the most striking features of our army is that each of the warriors has a partner. The aim is that both partners forge such a close bond that they act as if they were one person. It is mandatory that there are no secrets between the two people, and that the relationship between them is based on sincerity. Our experiences, feelings and moods can become our greatest weaknesses on the battlefield. That is why it is important for your partner to know them, to know how to compensate for your failures and possible distractions in battle. This bond of understanding and sincerity is vital to ensure the survival of both warriors. 

A few years ago, someone decided to jokingly nickname this bond "army-mate", as it is necessary that the bond is as deep and strong as the bond a werewolf would have with her true mate. This bond is taken very seriously. Therefore, when at the age of 8 the members of the pack start training, the army leaders analyze them for a whole year. They observe day by day how all potential warriors relate to each other, and at the end of the first year of training they announce the pairs. Once the partners have been assigned, they cannot be changed, as your partner is supposed to be your perfect balance, both on a personal and physical level. Each partner has been specially chosen to bring out the best in the other. All from a military point of view, don't think that this is to get Teresas of Calcutta in our pack. 

-“Hi Miguel" - I greeted him with a friendly smile - "Let's have dinner and watch a movie in my room, are you up for it?

-“I'll take a shower and come over. I'll shower and go."- As I said, a man of few words. 

The evening passed quickly. We ate, laughed and lost track of time. At 11 o'clock Miguel and Cas left, because in order to be ready tomorrow morning at 7 am for training we needed to get up early. I brushed my teeth quickly, put on my pyjamas and got into bed. 

As I did every night, I prayed to the Moon Goddess that my dreams would not be plagued by nightmares, although I should probably stop praying, as every night my worst dreams haunted my mind until I drowned.