Making A Luna

LOSS

Hudson

“What happened out there Hudson? Everyone seemed to take pretty big injuries” Roman questioned me as we walked into the infirmary. He wasn’t wrong, all of our men from patrol today were here getting treated and none of their injuries were minor. Me and Miles seemed to have taken the biggest hit, Miles especially. I don’t know how I had managed to hold on as long as I did, my whole body was burning in pain. “They ambushed us, it was a complete s**t show man. There was only 10 or so of them but then more came out of nowhere.” The memory of the attack was etched in my brain, replaying over and over not letting me forget. I was trying to forget the horrific scene when Miles was attacked by those three rogues, barely holding on. If we hadn’t got to him when we did, he wouldn’t have made it out of those woods alive. “I’m going to get an update on Miles’ condition. Roman make sure he gets seen, don’t let him avoid it” Mason instructed Roman as he walked away from us towards the doors to the treatment rooms. “Sure thing” he replied, motioning for me to take a seat in the waiting area. I did as I was told and Roman walked up to the young female who was sat at the desk. Although I knew my injuries were bad and I needed to be treated, they weren’t going to kill me. What I was more concerned about was Miles and if he was okay. The pit in my stomach was telling me that I wasn’t going to like the answer, so maybe it was okay that I didn’t know right now. He was going to pull through this, Miles could pull through anything. “Alright the doctors gonna see you soon, apparently they’re all busy with one patient right now” Roman told me, his face sullen. That one patient was most likely Miles, both of us knew it. It explained why the waiting area was so full, nobody from the attack had been seen yet. The only one who was missing was Miles. “Sure thing” I mocked him, trying to lighten the mood. It must have been at least an hour since Miles was brought here yet he still had all of the pack doctors working on him. Dr.Reed came striding through the doors and headed to the reception desk, him and the receptionist speaking in hushed tones. “Alright Hudson come on through” he ordered, turning his attention to me. Roman and I got to our feet and followed him through the doors as he led us to one of the treatment rooms. “Right take a seat” he instructed as we entered the room. “Wow that looks nasty” he pointed to my arm. Half of the flesh from it was missing and my stomach was not much better. “Yeah well I’ve been in worse shape” I lied as I sat down. The alpha was right, my wounds hadn’t healed at all and in some places they were still bleeding. Realistically, I shouldn’t even be up and walking but I was lucky enough to have a high pain threshold. “Right, this should do the trick” he said as he pulled out a needle attached to a syringe. I widened my eyes as I saw the size of it and winced a little. Dr.Reed laughed at me when he saw the look on my face. “Oh come on Hudson, this is going to be nothing compared to what you’ve just been through. It’s just a little something to help get the wolfsbane out of your system and hopefully speed up your healing process.” I closed my eyes as the needle was inserted into my arm, the small prick against my skin. It wasn’t the pain that I was scared of, it was the needle itself. Ever since I was a pup I had been terrified of needles and I hated the doctors all together. “All done” doctor Reed said as he sat back in his chair. “Awh man I can’t believe you were scared of a needle” Roman joked as he shoved my shoulder. It was easy coming from him, someone who had never been scared of anything his life, not even death. He had always said that pain was a part of life and was something we just had to learn to live with. “Hudson, your injuries are quite extensive. I need to admit you, hopefully just for one night so we can get you cleaned up and give your body time to respond to the treatment” the doctor chimed in. Brilliant. I was going to be stuck in this place for the next 24 hours, I couldn’t think of anything worse. “Anton I was wondering if you had any update on Miles who was brought in from the rogue attack?” Roman asked as I rolled my eyes at being told I would be admitted. The old man sighed at the question, as if he didn’t want to answer it. “Roman you know I can’t tell you anything about it. You will be informed as soon as you need to know.” Roman looked agitated at the response and I could tell how worried he was. Miles, Roman and I had been very close growing up and to a degree Mason was close with us all too. Mason and Roman had become closer friends when we were older but that had never changed the friendship between the three of us. As kids we had been like the three musketeers and were completely inseparable. We did everything together. There had always been more pressure on Roman and I growing up due to the responsibilities we would have to take on later in life but Miles had helped us see the fun side in everything. He was the relaxed one who always brought us back down to earth when we got too serious. Now, neither of us even knew if he was still alive.

Roman

I couldn’t believe the doctor wouldn’t tell me anything about Miles. I’d never felt so worried in my life apart from when my mate has been in this very infirmary. That had a good outcome and I could only hope this time would be the same. “Thanks doc” I spoke sarcastically, annoyed at being shut down. “Hudson hang in there. I’m going to go find Mason and see what’s going on while the doctor gets you admitted. I’ll update you as soon as I know anything” I told him, knowing he would be just as worried as I was right now. I walked out the room and looked down the corridor, thinking about which way to go when I heard it. “What do you mean there’s nothing else you can do?! He’s a werewolf he should be able to heal!” I heard Mason shouting to my left. This was not good. My heart dropped into my stomach as I realised what this meant. I sprinted towards the sound of Masons voice as he continued shouting at who I could only assume were the doctors working on Miles. I turned into a room on the right where I saw a lifeless Miles on the bed and an enraged Mason stood beside him. This could not be happening, Miles could not be dead. He had only met his mate just before I met Delilah, this wasn’t fair. He had barely had a chance to live his life with her. “N-no this isn’t what I think” I stuttered as I fell to my knees at the sight in front of me. My whole body felt weak, I was trembling and could no longer feel my legs. The life had been drained out of me. Miles. No. He can’t. He just can’t. Mason rushed other to me and got to his knees in front of me. “Roman, I’m, I’m so sorry” he apologised. This wasn’t real, this wasn’t happening. I refused to believe it until I was told. “Tell me he’s not dead Mason, please tell me he’s going to be okay” I begged of my best friend. Miles had been like my brother, he had been my voice of reason when I needed it. There were times when only he could keep me sane, and this was one of them. “I-I can’t. Roman I’m sorry.” Don’t say it Mason don’t say it. “He’s gone.” s**t. How was this fair? Miles had been one of the best people I had ever known, this didn’t feel real. It suddenly it hit me. Hudson. He didn’t even know yet, this was going to kill him. Hudson didn’t have a mate yet, Miles was the only person he really had aside from me. How could he be dead? He had been fine when I saw him this morning at breakfast, how does someone go from that to dead? They just don’t. “They’re going to f*****g pay.”

Mason

I looked at my best friend on the floor in front of me, the most vulnerable I had ever seen him. He looked like his entire soul had been taken from him, like his life was over. There was nothing I could say to take his pain away, nothing. Miles had been a good man, and a great friend to us all. Being the only one who hadn’t had the responsibility of running the pack in any way, he had been the one who enjoyed life the most, lived for every moment. And now he was gone. Nothing I could do or say would change that. All I wanted to do was stay by Romans side and comfort him but I knew I couldn’t do that. “Roman, I’m sorry to say it but we can’t stay here. We’ve got to tell my father, his family and” s**t his mate. How would she handle this? I had seen what losing your mate could do to people, in Lily’s case it had nearly killed her. “His mate” Roman finished for me, knowing I couldn’t bring myself to say it. I couldn’t imagine losing Blaire, I didn’t want to. She may have only been in my life for a short time but in that time she had become my world, my everything, my reason to live. “Yes” I managed to say. I grabbed Romans hand and helped him get to his feet. “Let’s go” he said as he looked over at Miles. It killed me to see any of my men like this, let alone Miles. This should have never happened to him and Roman was right, whoever did this would pay and the consequences would be high. I may not have had the bond that Roman had with him, or Hudson but right now my heart ached at the loss of my friend. I had to keep it together for everyone else’s sake. Roman stormed out of the room and down the corridor, not stopping for a second as he burst through the doors leading to the waiting room. I tried to keep up but by the time I got into the waiting room he was already gone. As I walked through the waiting room I avoided making eye contact with any of the pack members seated, knowing if I did I would give it away. Nobody could know until his family knew. I walked out of the infirmary and saw Roman walking towards the pack house. “Dad, Roman and I are heading to your office.” I continued walking after Roman as I watched him push open the pack house doors.

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“f**k” my father shouted after we had broken the news to him. This news was going to hit our pack hard and we knew they would have a lot of questions. “The doctor said it was the wolfsbane. If they hadn’t used it, he might have pulled through” I relayed the doctors words to me. f*****g wolfsbane. They sure were making sure that they took our men out once and for all. “Dad, I think they’re trying to weaken our pack so that when they attack we won’t be able to defend ourselves.” It was the only thing that made sense, rogues using wolfsbane was all part of a bigger plan and it hadn’t gone unnoticed. After what that gremlin had told Hudson, everything was starting to come together in my head. We were in immense trouble. “Roman, go be with your mate. I know how difficult this must be right now, you need her” my father instructed a distraught Roman. He had sat in the corner of the room looking down at his hands the entire time we had been here. I could tell that he was trying to hold back his tears, trying to hold together and fulfil his duties. “Alpha there’s really no need for that” he protested, speaking for the first time since we had left the infirmary. He was like a ticking time bomb and he needed to be kept away from this, he was too close. “Nonsense, go” my father ordered now, raising his voice. Roman nodded in submission and slowly got up from his chair and stalked out of the room. “Mason, go get Miles’ family, send them here. Then go to his mate and break the news to her, I think this would be better coming from you.” I barely knew Rosie and I couldn’t see how the news coming from me would be any better than coming from anyone else right now. “Of course” I replied before making my way out of his office. I felt sick to my stomach as I made my way to his parents room, knowing I was about to change their lives forever. Miles was their only child, their pride and joy. Taking a deep breath, I knocked on their door. Miles’ father came to the door and the smile on his face dropped as soon as he saw me. “Miles?” He choked. “Sir, the alpha requests yours and your wife’s presence in his office” I ignored his question. I couldn’t be the one to tell them this. “Okay, please let your father know we will be with him soon.” It was clear to see that he didn’t need to be told what had happened to his son. He already knew. I nodded my head before turning to walk towards Esme’s room and let myself in when I reached it. “Esme I need you.” She pulled herself out of her book to look up at me. “Mason what’s wrong?” I couldn’t tell his mate, not without her. “It’s Miles” I whispered, not wanting any of this to be real. “Is he?” She asked, not wanting to say the words. “I need to tell Rosie. Can you” deep breaths Mason. “Can you come with me, please?” I begged. Esme and Rosie had a good relationship, Esme was friends with everyone that was one of the things I loved about her. “Of course. Let’s go.” Esme stood up from her bed and walked over to me. “Mason are you okay?” I shook my head in response, finally admitting it. With Roman I couldn’t admit how I was feeling because he would be hurting a hundred times worse than I was. She pulled me into a hug and I took in her scent. There was something about her scent that always made me feel at ease, made me feel better. A pang of guilt hit me as I realised how I was feeling. No, Blaire is my mate not Esme. Esme pulled away, oblivious to my thoughts and took my hand. “Let’s do this.”

Rosie

Miles should be home from patrol soon, only an hour left. I hated it when he was gone, all I ever wanted to do was be with him but he refused to let me go on patrol. Today had been especially hard, in the last hour I had been filled with an overwhelming sense of dread. My body felt heavier than usual and I’d had the strong need to be with Miles. He said it was too dangerous and that he couldn’t bear the thought of any harm coming to me. His constant reassurance didn’t ease my worry every time he left. It wasn’t that I doubted his abilities, I didn’t but all I wanted was for him to be safe. I wish he didn’t have to go on patrol, I wish we could stay in our room, in our bubble always. I pulled out my phone and dialled his number, hoping that I would be lucky and he would be in human form to answer. The phone rang against my ear until I got to his voicemail. “Hello Prince Charming, I was just calling to tell you that I love you. Hurry home so I can show you how much.” I hung up the phone once I had left my voicemail. Smiling to myself I picked up the remote and began switching though the channels. Daytime television was awful, there was nothing good on. The lack of entertainment made it even harder when Miles was away. The day we had met was one that I would never forget. Our time together so far was short but intense, it was like I had never had a life before him. I heard the knock at the door just as I finally settled on watching a nature documentary. Who could that be? I thought to myself. Nobody ever really bothered us and I liked it that way. Better answer it I guess. I pulled open the door to see Mason and Esme stood waiting. “Hey guys, what are you doing here?” The last thing I expected was to see them together, as far as I knew they were barely speaking since he had mated with another wolf. “Rosie can we come in? We need to talk to you about something” Esme asked, Mason staring at me as if he had seen a ghost. “Erm, yeah, sure come in.” What was going on with Mason? “Rosie I think you should sit down” Esme suggested as I closed the door behind them. I did as she said and took a seat on my sofa. “Okay, so what did you guys want to speak to me about?” I asked, hoping we could get this over with so they could go. Mason and Esme looked at each other before looking back at me. “Rosie, today there was a rogue attack” Mason began, his hands trembling. Okay, what did this have to do with me? “The men on patrol were hit pretty bad, everyone suffered severe injuries” Esme continued. The realisation set in as I looked at the expressions on their faces. Miles was on patrol today, did this mean he had gotten hurt? How bad was it? Could I go see him? “Rosie, I’m really sorry” Esme began as she walked to me and grabbed my hands. No. This couldn’t be good. “How bad is it?” I trembled, not really wanting to know the answer to my question. “Rosie, Miles didn’t make it.” “NO” I screamed at her words. Miles couldn’t be dead, they were lying to me. This had to be some sort of sick joke they were playing on me, maybe Miles was in on it. “You’re lying” I spat, anger taking over me. “He’s not dead.” Esme pulled me into her, trying to calm me down. “Rosie has anything felt off today?” Mason asked me now, standing across the room. Now he said it, everything made sense. The pit in my stomach, the feeling of dread, the intense need to be with Miles. “A-are you sure” I stuttered as I pulled away from crying into Esme’s shoulder. Mason nodded his head. The room started spinning and I was hit by nausea. I jumped up and ran into the bathroom, making it to the toilet just in time. I started retching as I felt myself spilling my entire body contents. “It’s okay, just let it out” Esme said as she pulled my hair away from my face. Her words brought me no reassurance. How could it be okay? My life would never be okay again.