The Sun Luna

Anna POV “YOU ARE MINE” he had the most crazy look in his eyes. I tried to turn away from him but he forcefully took my chin in his hand and made me look at him. “The sooner you accept me the better off we’ll be” he threw my head back and it hit the wall behind me. I didn’t say anything, scared I would anger him further. “You can accept me and we live a great life, or I can keep you chained up here all for me. Your choice, but always remember” he got really close to my face “You can never run from me!!” _________________________________________ I woke up with a fright! Sweat drenching my sheets. 2 years later and I still am having nightmares. Psychologically, I knew it was PTSD (Post traumatic stress syndrome) and I needed to get some help. But, who could I talk to about being kidnapped, abused, and almost forcefully married to….a werewolf. These humans have no idea what is really out here in the world walking among us. I grew up in a pack. Some of my happiest memories came from being in a pack. But my worst memory is tied to pack as well. And that’s exactly why I’m not going back ever. I looked at the clock and it was 3am. Knowing sleep would not come again, I threw on my workout clothes and went to my private gym. I took my frustrations out on the punching bag, imagining his face. I lost track of time and before I knew it the doorbell was ringing. “4:30am already” I thought. It was time to have my weekly session with my self defense trainer. I went to the door and looked at the screen showing my trainers face. I buzzed him through the first door. Once that was closed and I made sure no one else was trying to come in with him, I opened the door to my penthouse. “Anna, I see you got an early start” my trainer Dominic says. My real name is Savannah but I started going by Anna after I escaped. “Yeah, you know I have a hard time sleeping sometimes” I said. “Yeah I know,” he said as we walked back to the gym. “When are you going to see someone about that” I rolled my eyes. I wish it was that easy. “Soon” I lied. Now it was time for him to roll his eyes. “Just because you’re an amazing psychologist Anna doesn’t mean you can fix yourself” I snorted. I stopped trying to fix myself long ago. Now I just do what I can to get by. “Yes I know, but enough about me and more about what training we will do today.” Dominic shook his head but began our training exercises. By 6:30, I was closing the door behind Dominic and heading for the shower. At 7:30, I was showered, dressed and ready for a day of seeing my clients. Dominic was right. I was an amazing Psychologist. I worked hard to get where I am. I put myself through school and joined a small therapy office and I worked my way up from there. I really didn’t have a choice since my foster parents died in a car accident when I was 18. Without them, I had absolutely no one, so I was forced to continue life alone. My foster parents did love me unconditionally, which is why I never thought to seek out my birth parents. They said I just showed up in a car seat on their porch one day and they couldn’t give me up. It was just something about me that told them I needed their protection. From then on, it was just us three. As my private elevator opened to the parking garage, my private security team met me and walked me to my car. I drive by myself but they follow me in another car. Ever since I escaped, I take my security very seriously. I know that humans are no match for werewolves but I was hoping having someone around me at all times would make them think twice about approaching me. I pulled into my assigned parking spot and my security team met me to walk me to my office. I usually keep one guy with me and the other one stays outside and looks for any suspicious activity. As I walked in, I was greeted by Emma, my colleague and best friend. She joined the clinic right after I came and we became fast friends. She’s the only one who knows what happened to me. She always makes sure to check on me and tries to help me as much as I allow. I’m sad that she’ll be leaving tomorrow and moving back home. She’ll definitely be missed! “Anna” she screamed while giving me a hug “Are you ready for tears and breakthroughs?” I smiled as she asked me this every morning. “I’ll be more ready after my cup of coffee,” I said. “Rough night huh? One of these days you’ll really let me help you” Emma always pressed me to let her help me. “I’ll be alright Em, I just want to get through the day” “Then get through the day we must” Emma said. And we did just that, after 12hrs of seeing patients I was heading back home. I ate, showered, and prayed for a night with no nightmares.