Claire McClary is an ordinary Omega teenager she-wolf from the Silver Moon pack until one day her life is inexplicably altered setting her on a collision course with a life full of questions, confusion, betrayal, accusations, heartbreak, and soul-healing love...all because she accepted a last-minute delivery assignment from her manager at the courier service where she worked. How will Claire navigate all of the life-altering changes she experiences while still maintaining some semblance of sanity?
View More"Well, Gabriel, you have a very valid point. To top your point off with a cherry, I have no idea where I actually am nor which direction to go after I pass the gatehouse," I huffed, crossing my arms in front of my chest. As soon as I stopped talking, I heard a low rumble that quickly became a full-on belly laugh from Gabriel. He tried his best to control himself as he wiped the tears from his eyes. He reached around me and opened the car door that I didn't even realize we standing next to. He gestured for me to get in as he replied, "Well then, you surely would have been in a pickle had I not been here to rescue you, huh?" He chuckled once more before shutting my door and making his way to the driver's side, sliding in with ease and grace. "Let's head back home where you can officially call it quits on this day," he suggested as the ignition roared to life, and he quickly maneuvered through the gate and sped toward the pack house. I just nodded as I watched the world pass in a blur t
I couldn't believe my ears. What is it with those in my life who feel it is okay to say things that break my heart without remorse? First, the people I believed were my parents informed me that I had been "sold," and I was no longer regarded as family. Now, Luna's "fake" daughter, Kathy, is telling me I will never be a part of "her" family if she has anything to do with it. Uggh!! I raised my arms between Kathy's and pushed outward, loosening her grip on me. I just wanted to get out of there, but it seemed that she wasn't so keen on that idea. I tried to twist myself away in a defensive move to distance myself from Kathy. The only thing on my mind was that I didn't want to get caught in her grasp again. Suddenly, without provocation, she threw herself to the ground crying loudly (wailing more like it). Out of the corner of my eye, I notice a slight movement. Abruptly Anthony materialized, seemingly from thin air. He rushed to Kathy, leaning down to pick her up from the ground. He c
Luna Ashley must have sensed what I was experiencing because she reached over to me, grabbed my hand, and started giving me instructions to do, “Claire, using your five senses, tell me 5 things that you can see right now.” I looked at her as she nodded, encouraging me to comply. I looked around and answered, “I see you, my purse, the back of the driver’s head (giggle), the radio dials, and the scenery outside.” “Now, tell me four things you can touch as you reach out and touch it,” Luna instructedI responded, “I can touch my hair (tugging my hair behind my ear), my cell phone (reaching in my purse and pulling my phone out), the back of the seat in front of me (reaching forward and putting my palm on the headrest of the driver’s seat) and I can touch your hand (reaching over and holding Luna’s hand, with a slight smile).”“Now tell me three things you can hear,” She instructed again.I cocked my head off to the left side, concentrating on the sounds around me, and replied, “I can he
She answered my questions, saying, “Yes, my sweet Claire. Everything that you see or find in your space belongs to you. Nothing is ‘gently used’ or handed down by anyone else. You are my daughter, and you should be able to represent that lineage when you are among the other pack members. You are a princess by birth, and you will be treated as such from this day forward,” She answered matter-of-factly. We entered the dining hall, and everyone else seemed to have been waiting for us to arrive. “Oh, thank the Goddess, you finally grace us with your presence, Your Highness,’ Kathy sneered as we entered the room. Anthony snickered at Kathy’s welcoming statement, but before anyone could make any further underhanded comments, Luna Ashley allowed her Luna Authority Aura to roll through the room. The only person who submitted to it entirely was Kathy. She was on the floor in a complete yoga “child’s pose” with her knees tucked under her, her body bowed to the floor with her arms straight out
Just as the pack doctor arrived and Luna Ashley was making introductions, I heard a female crying. We all turned toward the sound and came face-to-face with a beautiful girl who was crying softly. She looked like a princess wearing a beautiful off-white Body-con dress that hugged her curves perfectly. She paired the dress with black leather Gladiator Sandals and was wearing a beautiful white gold necklace and earring set that both had dangling crescent moons. In contrast, I was in ripped jeans and a navy-blue t-shirt tied into a knot on the back because it was a bit big for me. My eyes were puffy due to all the crying I had done in the last several hours. And to top it off, I was dirty from chest down due to the tumble I took while trying to run back to my parents.I was pulled from my internal dialogue when the crying girl asked no one in particular, “Now that you have your real daughter home, should I pack my belongings and leave? I don’t belong in this family”. And just like that,
I couldn’t believe it! Surely my mother had just lost her mind because the actual LUNA from the Roal Moon Pack was not only in our house but took time to speak with us! That had to be the reason because there was simply NO WAY that she just told me that they SOLD me BACK to the Luna! Why would she say something like that? If this is some kind of a joke, it is NOT funny! “Mom, what do you mean you sold me back to the Luna?” She turned around, looked up the stairs at me, and without hesitation told me that she didn’t think I was that stupid that I couldn’t understand a simple phrase. “We sold you, as in received money from the Luna of Royal Moon Pack, for you to leave here and “return” to her home for you to live in her custody,” she snarled. As she descended the stairs, she reminded me that I had precious little time to gather my belongings and be ready to leave. I was being given less time to pack up my entire life than it takes to make a pot of coffee and enjoy it.I turned slowl
"Luna Ashley! To what do we owe this unexpected visit?" my dad boomed as he opened the door. "Come In! Come In!" he ushered Luna Ashley and the security warriors with her. I thought to myself, "Well, that answers that question." But then again, the question of "why?" resonates in my head. Why is she here? Why do I look like her "mini-me"? Why does my mom look pale, like a vampire just swept through here and drained her dry? Why is my normally stoic dad suddenly fidgety with his eyes darting everywhere but in Luna's direction?As Luna Ashley enters our humble home, she looks in my direction and smiles, nodding her head as if to prove that she was right to come here. Everyone went and found a place to sit except for her warriors; they stood directly behind her, looking intimidating. They stared straight ahead, unmoving, as though they had become fixed statues."How can we be of service to you, Luna Ashley?" mom asked with a slight submissive bow of her head to show respect."I receiv
For the beginning of the winter, today is a reasonably mild day. There was a slight breeze that blew like wisps through my hair. The temperature is comfortable at 50 degrees Fahrenheit, which might seem chilly for humans, but it is perfect for werewolves. My name is Claire McClay, and I am an 18-year-old she-wolf. I live in the Silver Moon Pack with my Omega parents, Charles and Barbara McClay. Although the Omega is the lowest rank of the pack, we are not abused and tortured at Silver Moon like what I have heard happens in other packs. But we are the lowest-paid wolves in our jobs. And that is if we get paid at all. Living as an Omega wasn’t terrible if you were ok with the idea of wearing second-hand clothes and walking or riding a donated bicycle (it’s almost unheard of for an Omega to have a car). My family lived down to the definition of what Omegas are normally thought of. Daddy worked hard as a mechanic, a skill he learned when he was a teenager. It would have been no issue
For the beginning of the winter, today is a reasonably mild day. There was a slight breeze that blew like wisps through my hair. The temperature is comfortable at 50 degrees Fahrenheit, which might seem chilly for humans, but it is perfect for werewolves. My name is Claire McClay, and I am an 18-year-old she-wolf. I live in the Silver Moon Pack with my Omega parents, Charles and Barbara McClay. Although the Omega is the lowest rank of the pack, we are not abused and tortured at Silver Moon like what I have heard happens in other packs. But we are the lowest-paid wolves in our jobs. And that is if we get paid at all. Living as an Omega wasn’t terrible if you were ok with the idea of wearing second-hand clothes and walking or riding a donated bicycle (it’s almost unheard of for an Omega to have a car). My family lived down to the definition of what Omegas are normally thought of. Daddy worked hard as a mechanic, a skill he learned when he was a teenager. It would have been no issue
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