"I think that's enough for today." Charlie states once he stands back up and moves away from the teenagers. My eyes linger on the girl's clenched hands in front of her; they're trembling and she's yet to look up. Charlie walks around where Mark still lays and comes to me. "You did very good." He says as he lifts my chin to look him the eye. I glare a little, ticking my head away. He sighs but doesn't do anything else. "Take her back now. And someone get rid of him." He turns around again, returning to his traumatized line of young warriors."Come on then, Luna." I look at Mark one more time as two men are struggling to lift his dead body. I follow after Tanner finally whose waiting for me with impatient eyes. Two men follow behind us, and he move back towards the metal door leading to the outside. I can feel eyes on me as we walk, all of Charlie's pack members are watching me right now. Were they thinking their new "Luna" was as much of a monster as their Alpha?We break through the
This was the biggest pack I've ever seen.At least two hundred members, and that was just a guess from the number of buildings we'd seen in this patch of woods. Chances were there was more than one person per building, so that number could as much as triple.Me, Nate, Matt, Willow, and Levi were the only ones I had allowed to cross into the enemy pack land for recon. More bodies would be harder to control and keep quiet.Luckily, it looked like this pack followed the typical structure most wolf packs had: a huge plot of woods with a community built into it. Which meant it was easier to get in and out. Nate told me his pack was in a singular building, which would make spying on it very difficult. But like mine, unless you were a shifter in your animal form, there was a good chance they wouldn't even notice you. A conveniently placed loophole.Still, that wasn't to say getting in here was easy.We ran for nine hours straight, thirty members of my pack. Well, twenty-nine members, plus th
To be clear, it's not like this would be me or my guards first fight on a large scale, but we'd never dealt with numbers this large. The biggest pack we'd have to fight before was one hundred and fifty strong, slightly bigger than our own, but not to this extent. And they didn't have weapons. They'd just been a Wandering Pack, a newly coined term due to the growing number of packs affected by the greedy fingers of humans. They had fallen victim to a wildfire destroying their home in the west coast and were forced to roam in search of a new place to settle. They wandered onto our land, and decided we were a small enough pack compared to them that they could just take what we had, so they wouldn't have to start over quite from scratch. Still, despite their size advantage, they waited for it to be the dead of night before they attacked. We lost fourteen because of their surprise, but once we were aware of their presence, we quickly assembled and didn't lose another member after. Twent
Nothing about what I just saw was good.I was currently sitting on a large rock in the middle of a field, about thirty miles away from Cleo now, the morning after the most heart crushing scout mission I have ever been on.I was one hundred and ten percent sulking right now.When I had returned to my guards and told them what we saw, there were a couple of different reactions.Obviously, the trio that loved their Luna so much, were frothing at the mouth and ready to go save her right then and there. Pretty much all of the other guards were with them. It made my heart ache with guilt that they had grown so close to their new Luna, only to have her taken.However, the people that really mattered, me, Matt, and (gag) Nate, were all on the same side, so it didn't really matter what they wanted.We wouldn't win if we attacked right now.The others were a couple miles back, probably still sleeping. We had argued for hours. So long my throat was hoarse afterwards. I finally told them nothing
I haven't left this goddamn house.In three days.And lucky me! Neither has Charlie.After my brother's henchmen reported that there were definitely unfamiliar scents in the woods, he forbade me from leaving his mansion, locked the door, and threw away the key. My usual two guards haven't even been allowed in.Charlie was in his office for most of the days, doing who knows what. I wasn't allowed in there, obviously.I was currently sitting on the kitchen counter, eating a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios. It was seven thirty am on the fourth day of my lockdown. Honestly, I don't even know why I was in trouble. Charlie had bitched at me for hours after that morning. Going on about how if I'd never found other mates in the first place none of this would be happening, saying he should make me go out there and tell them I hated them, blah blah, miserable bitching etcetera.He hadn't even talked to me since we've been here. After his initial nagging, of course. Just stomped around and slammed do
"Why did you bring me here?" He pauses before answering, opening and closing his mouth a couple times."What do you mean? You know you're my mate, Luna to this pack."I nod a little and purse my lips. "Okaaay. You say that. But so far all I've done is take advantage of the fast Wi-Fi. Last time I checked that's not exactly what a Luna is supposed to be doing."He shakes his head and looks away. I can see him biting the inside of his lip."It's not a good time for you to be out and mingling right now. You know that." He looks back at me, his eyes scanning my face over. "Someone will try and take you from me if I let you wander around."I groan and throw my head back. "I just don't understand why I'm being punished here. What the hell did I do to not even deserve a run with my panther every once in a while?" I feel like my inner partner may have been channeling her feelings in there a little because there was definitely some extra venom in my words.I flop my head back down, staring at
I was currently sitting on the giant sectional I had made my home these past few days.Except this time, I was in "going for a run" attire. I was giddy with excitement at the thought of getting to let my panther free, if even only for a few moments. I really need it to be longer than a few moments."Cleo?"I hop up from the couch quickly, crossing the room in seconds to poke through the dining room entryway."Yes?" I stood in front of Charlie, rocking back and forth from heel to toe in anticipation.He raises a brow at me, but a smile is tugging at the corners of his mouth."Are you excited?" I don't hesitate before nodding quickly.It was funny, before I would go literal months between shifts. I would bite my tongue and push down my nature just to seem that much more normal. But since meeting my mates, I haven't gone longer than a couple days without shifting at least once. It felt good, to be honest, to be that much closer to my panther."There are rules." Charlie walks a little clos
We reached the other side, my panther first but I'm pretty sure Charlie's wolf let her win. He definitely did not. She drags her waterlogged body out, shaking herself off as she does. I can hear our shadow doing the same behind us. I try and ignore the sounds of the other wolves dragging their wet bodies out with us, and just fous on how nice it feels to be able to watch my panther enjoy some well earned freedom. He walks a little ahead of us then, water droplets following behind as he led us towards the trees. I wonder where we were going. I had been wanting to wander around Charlie's pack lands since I got here, but so far I'd only gotten to see the ouside of the mansion I was living in, and the training building. I mean, I remember it a little from when I was a kid. But most of my memories from then are from all the awful tramatic moments, not so much the landscape and the best way to sneak off of it. We walked down a thin dirt path through the forest, him in front, me behind, wa
"You little shit, get your ass back here." I laugh from my spot on the kitchen counter, watching Nate chase our naked child, Liam around the living room with a yellow bath towel clutched in his hand. Liam stops then, turning around to grin at his dad. He was only three, but was already extremely mobile, and had a smile just like his dad's. "Are you going to help me?" Nate sighs, glaring up at me as Liam yells and resumes running around like a mad man with his arms up in the air. I shake my head a little, pointing to where Liam is now standing on the couch. He grins at his dad, who finally swoops in and grabs him in his arms, wrapping the towel around him tightly as he does so. "Ha! Got you!" Nate declares as he wrestles Liam so he's upside down in his arms. He squeals with delight as Nate carries him like that back towards his room to put clothes on, calling him a weakling the entire time. But Liam loves it. He loves his dad, and he loves playing and "fighting" with him.I smile a
Why is it so often when I'm waking up in the morning, I'm in pain? I groan, stretching my arms above my head and blinking away sleep. I wince as harsh daylight assaults my eyes. My head pounds, and I bring a hand up to rub at my temple."Fuck." I groan, sitting up and leaning against the bed's headboard. I look down at where Ike is facing away from me, towards the wall, hugging himself and with no blanket. Nate is on the other side, also facing away, burrioted up in the entire blanket. I fall forward and start to crawl between them to get out of the bed. I stop when I feel a hand grabbing my ankle. Nate's green eyes are already staring at me. He's rolled over and untucked himself from his blanket tomb. "You're not going to make me chase you again, are you?" I furrow my brow, sitting in a crawling position, trying to think why I would run away. "Oh." I say when I finally realize what Ike had done to Nate last night. I didn't actually see anything, but I remember one of Ike's hands
I leave Ike at the bottom of the stairs, taking Cleo into my bedroom first and laying her down gently. She starts wiggling around, smiling and rubbing all over the sheets. Weirdo. I go back for Ike, who is pulling himself up the stairs, or trying to. He's got one hand on the second step, his other on the first. "Can I help you?" I ask, bending down to wrap one of his arms around my shoulder and putting my arm around his middle. "Here we go." He mumbles as I half drag him to my bed.I let him fall onto it, barely avoiding Cleo, who has taken her leggings off finally and is laying like a starfish on the bed. I sigh. I turn and flip the light off, kicking my shoes off as I do. Off come my pants and shirt. "Move." I huff, closing Cleo's legs and scooting her to one side of the bed. "You too." Ike listens for once, but only because he wants to be Cleo's big spoon. I roll my eyes and fall into the empty space beside them.I lay on one arm, staring at the ceiling for a moment before clo
"You know what her parents told me earlier?" Ike tilts his head to stare at me. I shake my head. "They told me, that this is the last time they'll be seeing Cleo." I freeze at his words. My eyes dart around to try and find the two in question. "Don't bother looking for them. They went back to their place and are leaving first thing in the morning. They aren't even planning on saying goodbye." He shakes his head at me. "I mean, why come in the first place?" He scoffs, finishing off his drink. "Just to rub it in her face that you exist?" He's staring at Cleo, muttering to himself now really more than talking to me. "Did they say why?" I nudge him to try and get his drunk ass to focus. He kind of blinks and shakes his head before looking back to me again. "They said they couldn't stay or come visit her because of the rules of being part of The Circle," He scoffs at their title. "And that she couldn't visit them because if anyone knew they had a daughter out there they'd try and make he
My peace with Cleo is ripped away by that fuck head Thomas, who snatches Cleo away over his shoulder and yells something about loving tequila. Had he just been waiting for the perfect chance to steal her away again? "Oh my god." I rub the bridge of my nose and make eye contact with Cleo as she sits up on Thomas to grin at me like a child. I lean back and cross my arms as I watch him take her to a group of guards. "I got her!" He yells in victory. The guards cheer and whoop in excitement. "Your mates have had enough of your time!" Zach proclaims as Thomas sets Cleo down. "And besides, it's your turn to chug something!" I groan, and I'm about to rush over and stop her, but I halt when Ike and Parker walk up to me from their spot in the crowd. "I wanted to introduce you two." Ike says, stopping in front of me. I'm half sitting, half standing, midway to snatching Cleo away from the frat boys. I glance at her for a second and see her snapping the neck off a bottle of tequila. I sigh,
"Why do you people insist on doing this to me?" She complains as I carry her away from her group of fans. "It's just easier than arguing with you." I reply. She makes an offended noise, struggles to sit up for a moment, and then flicks me on the back of the head. I roll my eyes, hiking my shoulder up a little into her gut and smiling at the noise she makes. I approach a table that's empty on one end and set Cleo down in a chair. "Wait here." I look her in the eye to make sure she's paying attention, and then turn to track down some water.I spot coolers near one of the tables closest to the fire and make my way through chatting and drinking people. I didn't realize how many people were a part of Ike's pack now a days until they were all converged together like this.I finally make it to the line of eight coolers and start opening them to find one not filled to the brim with liquor. Finally, I get my hands on a cold bottle of water. There was only a single cooler with them in it; ty
Fuck that guy. Fuck him. I fucking hated him. He was fucking dick. I wanted to shove his face into the ground and rub it in. I ran through the trees, pine needles whipping at my panther's face as we escaped, past the pack's borders, further and further into the forest. My rage drives me to run for almost three hours before my panther finally stops, gasping for air and muscles aching. He finds a stream nearby and hunches over to take a long drink before we head back. What did I think was going to happen? I mean, I knew who this guy was, or at least what other's told me about him. And no one had anything good to say, not so far. They all said he was mean, and petty, and demanding as hell. He abandoned me in the woods to fend for myself when I so small, I couldn't even remember it happening. But the way he looked at me, pissed me off. Like I was scum. Like I was the one who should be begging for forgiveness. He was the asshole.But as we start running back to our pack, I can't st
I look away from the lively party scene after a moment, back to the table behind me. "Ooo." I snatch an unopened bottle of tiny blue vodka someone had left behind. Hoped they hadn't planned on coming back for it. "Excuse you." I make a whining noise when Nate is snatching the bottle from my lips before I can chug it. "Drink this instead." I sigh at the cold bottle of water he's put in my hand. "If I must." I crack the top. "You must." He plops in a chair beside me, sighing heavily and watching me drink. "Where have you been?" I ask once I've twisted the top back on the now half empty bottle. "You've been gone a really long time." I raise by brows at him, and the corner of his lip lifts up a little."And that drove you to drink?" I laugh loudly. "No, I just felt like it was time to get drunk." "Right." He nods, eyeing me. I blink innocently at him. "Can I say something?" I blurt out as he watches me. He ticks his eyebrow. "I think your dad is a fucking chode." He shakes his hea
"You better chug that shit!" "Come on bitch!" I jump in the air, yelling with Noah and Thomas at Zach, who was halfway through chugging an entire bottle of peach flavored vodka. "Don't be a pussy!" I punch him in the arm, a grin spread across my face. He pushes me off a little, flipping me off and continuing to guzzle the artificially flavored rubbing alcohol. "Let's go!" Thomas yells, throwing his half full beer on the ground in overly excited celebration at his friend finally reaching the neck of the bottle. Zach holds his hand up, and we all stare at him silently in eager anticipation for a moment, until he finally pulls the empty bottle away and makes a loud "ah" noise like it was a refreshing drink on a hot day. "Suck it, sluts." He slurs, grinning at us and throwing the bottle on the ground. I laugh, clapping my hands and stumbling back a little. "You thought I couldn't do it." He points his finger towards me, wiggling it a little in my face. I grin and clap him on the shou