Thea: Lunar Descendant

Chapter 6: Revelation

I climbed up the staircase to our wing of the pack house. The top floor had my father's office and our living quarters. I could hear my mother shuffling about in her boudoir and closet. As I approached, I watched her in her element. She always liked to dabble with clothing, and I'll admit while it wasn't exactly my cup of tea, watching her process of picking out fabrics and turning them into one of a kind things with a glimmer in her eye the whole time enchanted me. Her brown curls cascaded down her back, and her eyes were a grey with tones of green. She had a body anyone could be jealous of, and she knew how to highlight her features. She cast aside her high heels and was now in her fitted jeans and blouse unbuttoned and barefoot. I tapped on the door before walking in. She usually ran a tight ship but here, she freely spoke and relaxed. It was my favorite way to see her.

She glanced at me with pins between her lips and smirked. I sat on the loveseat and watched her pin the last piece. 

"So kind of you to join me, finally. What do you think of the fabric?" I approached with a guilty smile for her, then took in the mannequin. A smooth plum colored charmeuse cascaded to the floor. It was just enough that it didn't drag too much. It was sleeveless, and it was beautiful. 

"Mama this dress is beautiful, it's going to look amazing on you."

I glanced over my shoulder to see her softly smile. "Let me help you into it.''

"What?"

"It's for you lovey, I've already finished mine."

"Mama I can't wear this."

"Nonsense! What makes you say that?"

"My scars...I worry they’ll talk about being wolfless, what will stop them from talking about my scars?"

"Trust me." 

She finished the last few stitches and removed the pins. Reluctantly I let her help me into the dress. It held close to my bust and torso, actually giving me an hourglass look. The remaining fabric cascaded past my hips, just slightly dragging on the floor. 

"You could wear flats or if you don't like the way it drags you could wear heels."

I smiled at her, "What do you think? I don't think I'd mind tolerating heels."

She grinned from ear to ear at that and ran into the depths of her closet. She brought back a pair of black heels with silver accents.

I heard the footsteps and the door creak open. My father leaned in the doorway, sighed and shook his head. "Not so bad now was it?"

I ducked my head down, feeling guilty for making things more troublesome. He strode across the room and before long I saw his black business shoes stop in front of me. He lifted my chin and made me meet his eyes. "What’s bothering you?"

"I don't want to be an embarrassment for you and Mama. I've gotten good at fighting, Thomas helps me practice. But I hate how some of them look at me. They whisper that I'm weak. That I'm a runt of the pack. Wolfless. I don't want it to become worse when more packs come and realize what I am."

He rubbed his eyes with one hand and muttered under his breath. "They just don't understand what you are. I think it's time we sat down and talked."

I c****d my head at that. Thea even perked up. My father was loving, but he would usually come and go due to running the pack. Understandable as we were fairly large with a lot of involvement with other allied packs. I sat down on the couch as he sat down in the loveseat across from me. Mama sat beside him, and her hand moved to rest on his thigh. He looked at her as he grabbed her hand to hold it, a small smile gracing his lips. 

"Please don't be disappointed with us or the situation, we don't want you to feel upset. We began suspecting it when you never shifted over the years. I can still sense another presence with you. Only parents do at first with their children. We suspect there will be some changes in the next coming weeks. You may not shift as we do, but we think you're a Lunar."

As he spoke, Thea became more restless. She wasn't agitated but rather, it was like she was prancing in my head. 

"What exactly is that?"

"Well Lovey," my mother started, "rather than a wolf who can fully shift, you have the spirit of a wolf. But instead of shifting into a beast, you can share your body with them. It's like when Athena comes forth, but I'm still in my body."

As she spoke, her eyes shifted to the dark purple ones belonging to Athena and winked, before going back to her usual hazel color.

"So I am a wolf, I'll just be useless and not shift. Great." Thea growled at that last remark. 

My father furrowed his brows. "No. Not useless. Rather, while it's unknown the extent of your abilities, what you lack in shifting fully you gain in other talents."

"Talents?"

"There's little know about Lunars. But what we do know is they are rare. One in a generation every 100-200 years. Dating back to medieval times. You may have the healing and speed of a wolf, as well as other supernatural abilities. We won't know until they reveal themselves in time."

"So what does that mean for me?"

My father's face was calm and softened. "It means that no matter what comes from it we want you to feel loved and supported. But it can be dangerous. Depending on your talents, others may want to use you for them. So for now, we keep this between us. We should tell Thomas soon as he is your brother and soon to be Alpha, but to be safe we keep this quiet."

"How are you so sure I am a Lunar?"

"Besides the presence we sense, your birthmark is also a sign. We told you and others it was a scar from a time you fell and cut yourself on silver, but in actuality you've always had it. The crescent symbol on your right shoulder blade. All lunars have held that mark."

My face held mixed emotions. I could sense Thea becoming concerned. Are you ashamed of me? Never Thea, I thought back, I am just a little blown away right now. Overwhelmed. Do you have any idea when we will know what we're capable of? 

Unfortunately no. The full moons connect us to ourselves more, but there is no real guidebook for what to expect. In time all will reveal itself. I can sense people or things, but that's about it for now. Now that I think of it, more recently you can sense what other wolves are feeling, and you warned me to hide from Thomas. 

"Lovey?"

I looked up into the worried eyes of my parents. "Sorry I was in my own thoughts for a moment. Just a lot to process." I solemnly replied.

"I'm sorry we didn't tell you sooner honey," my Dad said, "we didn't want you to feel disappointed if it wasn't the case."

"What if it was? If I wasn't a Lunar?"

My parents looked at each other, then to me. "You would forever be my Lovey." My mother smiled. My dad got up and sat next to me.

"I have something for you." He grabbed a small box out of his pocket and pulled out a ring. It was a dark onyx color, with a leaf pattern around the band until you get to a star sapphire. "This belonged to your great, great grandmother. It was rumored that she was a Lunar, rarely anyone spoke of it. I didn't know about it until after I took the Alpha title. But no matter where you are in life, this ring will always lead you where you need to be. It led me to your mother. As he said that she got up and sat besides me.

"Continuing to train should help you process this and will help in being able to control whatever abilities you end up possessing.", Father stated. "You just cannot use them around or against pack members." my mother said with a knowing look in her eyes. I have been known to lash out here and there. 

"Okay, that I can do."