F*CK THE MOON GODDESS

Angels POV I've always been different from the other werewolves from looks to actions and personality. Everyone says I have a heart of gold, but I don't know if that is a good thing. My baby sister Krissy, who is one year younger than me, and the alpha son, Ryan, who is 3 months older than me, have always been thicker than thieves, but since we were the beta family, it's to be expected. It truly is the perfect life. My mom and dad are the perfect parents and my sister is my best friend, and you would think everyone would treat me differently from the way I look, but my pack loves me. They say I can always bring kindness out of the coldest soul. But even though no one treats me differently, I can not help but question why am I so different? For starters, I was born with a head full of sliver, not grey, but a shimmery silver head of curly hair with one patch of black on the right side like a skunk strip. I have the deepest dimples and curves, smooth brown skin and crystal pink eyes. Yes, you heard right pink eyes and no, I don't mean the sickly pink eye, but the scary part is, I found out when I was young that if I got mad my eyes would glow a deep red. But it's so rare that I actually get mad. So you can only imagine why I feel so different. I would love to look normal and gorgeous like Krissy. She looks like the spitting image of our mother with her shoulder-length jet-black hair and has our father's forest green eyes and, most importantly, she is skinny like all the other she-wolves in our pack, even though a lot of girls, including Krissy say they rather look like me because apparently my beauty is more like a goddess than regular beauty I just want to be the same and normal like everyone else. But that is more of a me problem, because life is actually perfect. Well, it was before my life became a nightmare I can not wake up from. The only thing keeping me going is the thought of finally meeting my mate when I turn 18 years old in a couple of days. Look at me reminiscing in the past again, wishing life could go back to the way it was when I was a kid, when everything made sense when the goddess didn't hate me. I should really explain the drastic change in moods, so I'll tell you when this all started. 8 year old Angel Slow down, Angel. You're too fast for us, I can barely hear Krissy shouting over the pounding of my heart and the way my feet hit the ground from running. It's my favorite game of tag, but everyone hates playing with me because I'm abnormally fast. My speed matches a fully shifted and ranked wolf, but I use that to my advantage. No one has ever been able to catch me except Mom, Dad, the Alpha, and Luna, but Krissy and Ryan insist on playing until they catch me one day, and I love the chase and, yes, I'm a little cocky. I just keep running until I cant hear them shouting my name anymore, and I start to slow down as I get closer to the border to the flower field. As I get closer to the middle of the field, I see a dark shadow and hear crying. I slow down and begin to walk closer and realize it's a little boy. I slowly reached my hand out and touched his shoulder, but it felt like a jolt of electricity no, a jolt of pure power ran through my veins and I heard him suck in a breath and look up at me. His face is bloody, and his body is covered in bruises, but his eyes are the clearest shimmery blue, similar to my shimmery pink ones. He is the first person I've ever seen with weird, colored shimmery eyes like mine, and I'm amazed. We stare at each other in a calming silence that feels like forever until he grabs me by my shoulder and shakes me like a mad man. Whatever you do, don't feed into the darkness no matter what test you go through. Just remember the kindness you were born with please, PLEASE. He shouts in my face, but for some weird reason it doesn't scare me.the pleading look in those eyes I felt like I could trust him, like he'd protect me from whatever evil he speaks of. Okay., okay, I will never let whatever evil consume me. I will stay good. I promise. Just calm down and tell me what happened to you who hurt you, what are you, what's your name? My name is Angel and I can take you back to the alpha. He can help get whoever did this to you. I bombarded him with question after question, waiting with anticipation for the answer to come, but he quickly pulled back his hand off my shoulder, shaking his head anxiously no . "No, no one can help me. It's family matters, it's just a test. I'm fine, and I'm in between a demon and a god, so your alpha will probably see me as a threat, a monster like the rest of the world sees." "What do you mean, between demon and god, you can't be both?" I scrunched up my face in confusion while wiping the tears from his eyes. " That is true, but what you mortals don't understand about most of our world. Have you ever heard of Lucifer?" "As in the devil Lucifer ? I ask. " Yes, the one and only. Well, he is the king of the underworld, but many don't know that he is married to Eirene, the goddess of peace. His only weakness, and he couldn't handle a weakness, but he needed an heir to take over his kingdom and he genually was in love, so he played with the strings of Eirenes heart long enough to start a family and get what he needed, because the more in love he was with Eirene he noticed the faster his dark kingdom that feeds off of misery started to crumble. Instead of feeding off of his greed, hatred, and the bloodshed by his hand, his heart was starting to melt from the kindness and joy radiating off of his lover. Lucifer basted in the joy of his love all the way until their twins were born, one boy and one girl. Eirene was so happy and cried tears of joy and named her children Melody and Knight. Lucifer was so excited to finally have an heir. That is until the children opened their eyes and saw those shimmery crystal-blue eyes like the goddess had those same eyes as their mother, not the milk white with swirls of sliver in them like his, like every other demon in his realm. He expected from the girl, but not his only boy. His heir had to know pain, had to know hatred, had to be evil within to take over the realm and rule his kingdom with him, not be a prefect prissy goddess that only sees the good in people instead of actual reality. He looked at Eirene the love of his life that will soon hate him more than life itself, kissed her on the forehead and apologized before he waved his hand across the children where dark smoke covered them and the children cried and screamed at the top of their newborn lungs. Eirene screamed, trying to push away the smoke, tears running down her face until everything stopped, complete silence. She looked down at her beautiful babies who hadn't even been on this earth for 5 mins and saw their fare tan skin covered in curse demon marks the same as their father. She cursed Lucifer, asking how he could do this to his own kids. His only reply was that she had a choice. He kill them both now, or you take our daughter and leave our son with me, and he will walk in my footsteps as rightful ruler. Eirene looked at him mortified, wondering what happened to the man she thought she was changing, but deep inside she knew what had to be done with the wave of her hand, a powerful golden light covered her baby boy and pushed into him. She stated that her son will always have a choice like every other goddess as long as his eyes remain blue, it's still hope, but if his eyes change to the same milky white as yours, you've won. Luicfer smirked, knowing he had got what he wanted, saying he loves a challenge and breaking in fresh meat. The boy will come with me on his 10th birthday, and he will know pain like no other. He would make his father proud. Eriene shall raise him until then. I know you'll make a wonderful mother my love and vanish out of the room. Eriene cried each time she looked at her precious son, knowing what's to come to his future, but she prepares him and showers him with love outside this world and always reminds him she's there no matter what he goes through. But that cursed day has come, and she has to let go of her baby boy to fight his destiny, to change his fate." Seeing the sorrow and despair in the eyes of this beaten and bruised little boy in front of me, I cant help but ask.. "You're that little boy, aren't you ?" He looks up slowly and inhales before speaking. " It's nice to meet you. My name is Knight".