6

I am stunned by what Dane says.

The Legend of the chosen one is a story that every little is told during their fledging years so that they can feel special and important to the pack members. It is just a story and now, I have to listen to it so I can feel special. This is what I believe because why else would Dane try to remind me of the story.

It is about a woman Bay who was destined to save her pack because she can see things that are yet to happen. In a very dire time, she rises to the responsibility of being Luna and becomes a bearer of peace. She saved generations of werewolves over the years through her sacrifice and well, I am nothing like her.

I drop my fork on the table and pick up a napkin to clean my mouth.

”Dane, I think I know the story very well.” You don’t need to start from the basics. I say to him as I carry my plates from the table and head over to the basin to wash it.

“My brother believed it.” Dane says and I pause for a moment.

What do you think that scar on your head stands for? He asks me and I begin to wash the plates aggressively.

Did you know the legend Bay had a mark on her forehead too? He says to her and she turns her back to him.

Wow! So, if I’m Bay. “Then, you must be Dimitri.”

You must be the legendary alpha if I am a legendary Luna! I say to him, opening the tap to wash the plates.

Maybe, I am! Dane says and he stands from his seat and heads over to me.

Does any of this even make sense to you!? I scream at him because I know he is walking towards me.

The scar of a crescent moon on your forehead, what does it mean? Dane asks and I turn to him trying not to answer his question.

I don’t know.

“Yesterday, you called me a curse and today…I’m supposed to be a legendary Luna whom our people still worship.” And you have chased me all over Lakewood on this laughable, baseless, stupid assumption!

You are different Maria! Dane says and I take a breath.

“You cannot change to a wolf.”

“You are one but you are also apart.” Dane explains what I already know.

And? Do I look like someone who can save another person or …our pack members? I’m under probation in this house of yours and on top the fact that I feel like shit…you just have to make me a hero.

“I do not want to hear of this anymore. “ If you want me to continue to stay here then, you should never speak of that to me. I say as I step out of the kitchen and begin to make my way back upstairs.

“I need you to meet me here in an hour.” Dane says to me and I turn back to know why he would ask that.

Why? I say to him.

“Your life is in Lakewood. You should continue from where you stopped, school, you friends.” I didn’t bring you here to make you a prisoner. Dane says and for a moment, I am confused trying to remember what my life used to be like before this drastic moment.

Everything was swept under the rug the moment my grandparents were gone and I cannot even make sense of that memory.

Maria, did you hear me? Dane asks and I come back to my senses.

“No, I rather be a prisoner.” I say to him and walk back into my room.

I shut the door behind and crawl onto the bed to ponder about wall what he has said to me and I cannot get used to any of it. Being here, listening to all he has to say today has brought me to no conclusion or end. I still do not know what plan my life has and I do not have time to think about it.

I rest against the pillow not wanting to think about it but what else is there to think about when this is all my life is. I close my eyes feeling the softness of the pillow against my head and I know that if I sleep I would forget all about my disheartening thoughts.

Later, I wake up to the clamming and banging sounds right on the door of the room and I wait for a second trying to understand all that is happening. I get off form the bed and open the door to find out who is banging at it restlessly.

The moment I open the door, there are three girls who I

Do not recognize at that moment. I step back when I see the glares of their faces and the way they barge into the room with baseball bats and I assume the worst already. They are here to take revenge because they lost someone and it doesn’t matter what I say or do, they will do what they came here for.

Who are you? I ask as my eyes go over each and every one of them as they waste no time in invading my space as if I was irrelevant to be even given respect.

“If it isn’t the cursed Luna.” The girl who is standing at the front of the both of them say and she swings the bat in the air and it almost hits me. I look around the room but the windows of the room are locked because Dane believed she would escape or something.

“Beg.” The girl says as she walks closer to me but I’m quiet and the two girls that came with her walks towards me and grand both of my arms using their strength as wolves and I wonder where Dane is.

In this moment, I hope for his presence so that he would save me but he is no where to be found. The girl with the baseball bat readies her fist and I wonder why she isn’t using the instrument she brought with her.

Her fangs grow out from her nail and her eyes turn red, I shift back in fear because I know she wants to make me suffer. Unlike, other werewolves, I don’t have access to my strength and so when I injure, I don’t heal rapidly.

“My eyes are glued to her sharp fangs and she heads over to me.” She pulls me with one hand from both girls and begins to scratch my back with her fingers and I bite my lips in pain hoping that he would come in time. I can feel blood rolling off my back I bite down my scream and she rips my shirt off my back when she sees that I am not screaming.

I will not beg her for mercy if that is what she is searching for. I fall on my knees and she tilts my head above while the other girls chuckle and wait for their turn to harm me.

“I could snap your neck in one bit but I want you to suffer so bad.” She says and raises her hand in the air to scratch me but Dane steps in.

He pushes her with one his arms and she falls towards the wall. The other girls in the room run out in haste when they see him.

“Get out before I end you.” He growls to her and she runs out in haste forgetting that she wants to end me.

Dane bends to look at me and my hand is tightened in a fist as I choose to not look at him. I can tell he is looking at the injury this girl that I do not even know has done to me.

“Let me help you up.” He says to me but I do not answer.

“I just want to die.” I can’t take being a rejected luna anymore.

He picks a towel from the closet and damps it with water. Dane puts it onto my back and I flinch.

“I’m sorry this happened.” The people who did this will be punished. He says to me and I face him.

“Kill them. “ Will you kill every one of them? I ask and he doesn’t answer.

“You marked me as your mate.” I am a luna whether they accept me or not!

“And as Luna, I want those girls dead.” I don’t care how you do it. I say in anger and he can see that.

“You are angry.” Dane says to me and I can tell he is trying to calm me down.

“I am not just angry.” I am hurt and as you have chosen to be my mate, what would you do about it?

Your brother died trying to save me.  You cannot even protect me in your own home? Why should l listen to anything you tell me? I say it calmly but my fists are jacked.

“I’m not my brother.” Dane says to me.