Life of a Strong Luna

The Beginning

Looking back on it, I didn’t appreciate the peace and love that they emitted. Not only towards me but the whole entirety of the pack. Of course there was ranks, we are a pack. Though no one was left to go hungry, or homeless. Everyone loved life in the dark moon pack. That is until that fateful day.  

I had the most absolute perfect childhood. My parents being the amazing and so loving towards me. My father Joseph, is alpha of our pack, the largest pack in the North West. Wildly fun, loving, and extremely protective of what is his. He was tall almost 6’4”. Built like a brick house with beautiful brown skin and eyes like a forest. My mother Grace, the Luna of the pack is not only my mom but mother to the whole pack. Her beauty was second to no one. She has long lushes hair that flows like a waterfall. With jade eyes that can put anyone into a trance. She wasn’t as tall 5’7” and pale white skin like milk. I looked just like my dad brown skin, forest green eyes, though I did have my moms beautiful hair.

 Mom and Dad were always busy. I was the only child because my mother had such a rough pregnancy with me she didn’t want to ever do that again. I would hang out with the beta’s son, Cole. His father Tom, was nice to me all the time. Cole on the other hand was a little bit of a bully. He would call me names especially when no one was looking. He would pull my hair but never hard enough to pull any out though. I told my mom once about it and she just hugged me and said “Sweetheart, he likes you. That’s why he does things like that.” I would pout to her and tell her “I don’t like him that way. There is no way the moon goddess would EVER put me with him. He and I are like family...” She would just smile at me and pat my head and tell me I would understand later on. 

“Why can’t I go? I’m 14! I think it’s time you guys take me with you to the gathering.” I was pouting at my dad begging to let me go. “Young lady I told you a thousand times. This is the last time I tell you. The answer is NO! You aren’t old enough and you are so beautiful that you will confuse all the mateless males.” My father scolded me. I wanted nothing more that to go to the gathering and find my mate. I just knew the moon goddess put me with a mate and we would have a love just like my parents’ had. My mother patted my head. “Sweetheart your father and I are going because Tom can’t go. He asked me to go with Cole. Of course your father never would allow me to go by my self so he is going too.” I looked at her. “I know Cole is going. He’s 16 and legally an adult in our community. But lets be real. He needs me. When have you ever not needed me?” I looked at Cole as he rolled his eyes annoyed with me. “Oh come on Ry don’t even try to use me as an excuse. Plus your dad is right. If my mate is there she is going to be pissed with you hanging all over me.” I glared at Cole as my parents shared a look. “FINE GO!” Yelled as I ran upstairs to my room slamming the door. Ten minutes go by and I hear a small knock. I say nothing and pretend to be asleep. My parents come into my room. “Sweetheart?” My mothers’ soft voice calls. “See I told you she would be sleeping. After a fit she always sleeps.” My father told my mother. “I know but I just wanted to tell her goodbye and if she needed anything to check in with Alex. Alex was our Gamma the third in command. “You left a note. Let’s go before Cole breaks down and has a panic attack.” Cole was dramatic. My father would never admit it but he always liked Cole more than me. He just really wanted a boy and when my mother refused my dad just loved having Cole around. I heard my door click shut and waited for the car to drive off before I rolled out of bed. 

I walked into the kitchen and sure enough a note from my mom. ‘I know your upset, but sweetheart there is nothing to rush. You will meet your mate when it is time. You should still be enjoying childhood while you can. Love you most,  Mama’ It was sweet and deep down I knew she was right. I looked at the stove and saw that it was almost 8am. The pack will be in the pack house soon enough. As if on cue Alex walked in. “Good morning lobo pequeno! How are you this morning?” Alex was Hispanic and of course handsome. He always called me that since the first day he saw me. ‘Little wolf’ He didn’t have a mate but was much older than I. To be specific he was 8 years older than me. So shoot me being boy crazy is my thing. “UGH! My parent’s told me I couldn’t go to the gathering.” I looked annoyed but wanted to actually talk with him. I watched him as he made breakfast for us. He was a great cook. Who ever his mate was needed to hurry up because she was missing out. Alex was supposed to go to the gathering but couldn’t because he had to stay here and run the pack since my dad and Tom weren’t able to. “Oh come on” he said as he laid a plate of scrambled eggs and toast in front of me. “It won’t be that bad. Besides I should be the one to upset I maybe missed my mate this year.” He said a little bitterly. I knew he was upset because he really wanted his mate. I looked at his sad brown eyes. “Your right. Mom even told me to just be a kid. Besides they will be back in two days.” I smiled at him and took a big bite of eggs. “Plush yo ill be travelin soom so yo cood meet er then.” He smiled back at me. “You know what lobo pequeno your right. I shouldn’t be sad.” He said finishing his breakfast. “I cooked you clean.” He laughed as I rolled my eyes putting my plate in the sink. 

The day went on like usual. I did feel something in the air. Like a storm was coming or something. I walked around the pack house trying to find something to do. I looked at the clock in the living room and saw it was 11:14 am. Ugh I didn’t want to be doing nothing. My best friend was gone and so were my parents. Alex had meetings and being the alpha’s only daughter wasn’t as fun as it could be. Honestly people steered clear of me. As I said before my father was extremely protective of what was his. Being his only child made me that much more important to protect. I heard screaming in the far off distance. I ran to the front door and smelled them. Rouges. Disgusting wolfs that were kicked out of their packs for committing the worst of crimes. Alex came to my side and growled out “Get the women and children to the panic room.” He jumped off the deck of the pack house and shifted mid air. I jumped into action. “Hurry up! Get inside to the panic room!” I screamed as women and children rushed in. Most of the people left in the pack were pregnant women and their children. Their mates rushing them to the deck and then off shifting and joining the fight. Most of the people were in the pack house. “Rylieann! The panic room is full. Where do we go?” With out missing a beat “Get everyone else into my room and lock the door.” She nodded and yelled “You heard her. Now move it.” Just as I was sure everyone was safely inside I heard a scream. I saw a little girl no more than 8 being dragged into the bushes. Now I don’t know what possessed me but I ran after her. I didn’t have my wolf yet because I was young. I also didn’t really know who to fight because my father told me that I didn’t need to know how because I will always be protected. I heard the woman yelling for me as I reached the little girl and the nasty rouge that was dragging her. I kicked the rouge as hard as I could in the face. He let go of the little girls leg. I grabbed her by the wrist and started running. The rouge was behind me now and took a swipe at my legs. “Keep running to the pack house. Go into any room and lock the door!” I yelled right as the rouge dragged me back towards the bushes. I kicked and punched and pulled out chunks of his fur but nothing. Well s**t. I’m for sure dead was all I thought when he got me deep enough into the woods. He shifted back into his human form. The sun beaming through the trees into my eyes making it difficult to see him properly. “You look a little old for me but since you stole what was going to be mine you will have to do.” He said in a sick disgusting voice. He came closer to me. The smell made me nauseous cigarettes and tar. That is what he smelled like. He was with in range and I slapped him. I then kicked him in the groin. He keeled over for only a moment. Not long enough for me to escape. His wolf over took him. “I was going to be gentle but f**k that. You want to be rough then I’ll be rough.” He threw me to the ground with my head hitting a rock. I blinked as small white and black dots filled my vision. I tried still to fight but was over powered by the rouge. He tore my clothes off and the last thing I could see was the red of his eyes and the smell of cigarettes and tar. With hands that roamed where they shouldn’t have been.