Luna's Pov
I winced as I made my way to the palace. "Traitors!" I cursed. When I had awakened, I had totally forgotten that I had sustained some injuries from my days in the dungeon. I had been feeling so strong and refreshed. And then, there had been the discovery that Indrik had bathed me. The thought still made me so uncomfortably warm. That had filled me with enough anger and adrenaline to further numb the pain. It wasn't until he had pinned me to the bed that the pain had fully kicked in. I would like to say that was the only reason I had stopped fighting but that wasn't true. I shivered as I recalled that warm feeling that had overwhelmed me, like hot tea on a cold rainy day. It had paralyzed me, preventing me from fighting off Indrik's advances. I traced my finger over my lips as I remembered what had almost happened. I was pulled out of my daydream (or was it evening dream?" by a figure appearing before me out of the blues. The night had arrived without me noticing and now, I had to squint before I could make out the features of the person in the flickering light of the mounted torches. "Beta Green?" I gasped, stumbling back. I recalled the last time we had met. The night that I had poisoned Indrik and he had made his men torture me till I thought I would surely die. Even in the dark, I could make out his cold eyes as he sized me up. For a moment, I wondered if he was going to call for his guards and make them take me away but instead, he turned around and walked away, his arms tucked behind his back. I remained in the spot for a moment, blinking as I tried to make sense of what had just happened but I could not. I figured that I would ask Indrik when I returned but for now, I hurried to the kitchen, praying and hoping to not run into anyone else. The kitchen maids looked at me like I was an agent from the underworld who they would sooner squash under their chubby legs than give some food but they did not give me any trouble either, much to my relief and surprise too. I hurried back to our quarters, taking care to stuck in the shadows. The last thing I would want would be to run into either Blaire or Leon. Blaire would rip my head off for trying to kill Indrik and Leon would do the same for not managing to complete the task. "Food!" Indrik cooed excitedly before I could even slip in fully. I had barely dropped the tray when he helped himself to some scrambled eggs. "You are going to finish the food before it is even served." I complained. "Just hurry." He replied, his voice muffled from being stuffed full of eggs. "You have no idea how much torture I have had to endure these past few days you've been out of it. "Few days?" I mumbled as I hurried with dishing the food. "Yeah! This is the second night since you have been unconscious. You should have seen how much torture I had to endure." Two days. No wonder I was feeling so famished. I handed him his dish and got busy with mine. I was too hungry to observe the master-maid rules. Besides, being a maid who was a master also had to have its own perks. We seemed to be in a competition about who could finish faster as we wolved the food off our plates. I handed Indrik some water and drank some myself before clearing off the plates, my mind whirling with questions the whole time. The words practically flew out of my mouth when I finally returned to the room. The lantern that sat to a corner added a glow to the room, although dim. He was sitted on his bed, his eyes fixed on something outside the window. "I saw the Beta." I started. He didn't turn or make any movement that might have suggested that he heard me or was surprised by the news. "He didn't give you any trouble, I hope?" I narrowed my eyes, wondering what he was up to. "No! Although he did look very cold. Everyone does. How did you manage to get them to let me go?" "The truth!" He replied, his eyes still fixed on whatever it was that had caught his fancy. "What?" I choked. I recalled the truth as being me giving my master poison in place of medicine. Sure, it had been to help him unlock his wolf but I doubted that would have convinced them very effectively. There was no way that truth had saved me from prison. "What truth?" "The truth." He repeated. "You should go get some rest. Your wounds still need more time before they are fully healed. You can go visit the doctor if you have to. No one will get in your way." I continued to stare at him, my mouth wide open as I tried to understand what was really going on. "How about you? How are you feeling?" I asked, suddenly recalling that we had not had any conversation about his wolf since I had become conscious. Could it be that we had failed? Had they found another way to save him without freeing his wolf? Sure, I could feel a new energy flowing within his veins but I might be mistaken. Also, he still looked rather lean and pale. Even in the dimness making me wonder if he had not fully recovered from the poison. This managed to get his attention as he turned away from the window and toward me, flashing a smile. "Better than I have in ages and ready to start getting a lesson from my master as soon as she is fully recovered." That strange feeling from earlier flowed through me again, filling me with warmth. "How about tomorrow?"Indrik"Hey!" I called excitedly, shaking Luna awake. She sat up, nearly sending me sprawling on my back. Her eyes were wide with, fright? "Luna?" I might have as well not have been present with the way she stared with blank eyes over my head. I was preparing to speak again when she lowered her eyes to me. "Is it morning already?" She asked, blinking in confusion as she stared out the slightly open window outside which darkness still reigned supreme. "How are your wounds?" I asked, dropping to my knees while keeping my eyes fixed on her arms but in the dim light of the lamp, I couldn't see much of the bruises on there. I knew they were healing though. After I had taken responsibility for the poison, telling a very grumpy group that consisted of the council as well as my friends about how I had drank poison and forced my maid to take responsibility for it, (a story which they had been very reluctant to believe even though it was true in a way,) the doctor had been allowed to treat h
LunaI was having a very bad dream. In it, I was being chased by something. I was running through the woods, my pounding feet ringing ominously as I moved. Behind me, something was roaring angrily as it cut down the trees, bearing down on me. "You cannot escape. You brought this on yourself." A tremor rocked my body as I pushed my body to move even faster. The voice was neither human nor wolf but it was definitely male. I couldn't place what had spoken, and I dared not turn to look but something about how the voice boomed like thunder, sending shivers down my spine told me that it meant every word. It was going to hunt me down till I had no place left to go. I spurred myself to move even faster. "Stop running." The voice was laughing now although how the creature could manage to do that while it was still running and cutting down trees was beyond me. The laughter was even scarier than its voice. It sounded like the sound a pack of wolves would make if they were tearing a prey apart.
LunaThe entire palace was silent with only lonely looking flames dancing every few feet which should not be a surprise since it was late in the night. Not everyone was haunted by a horrible nightmare. On our way coming out, I had been confident about training him, having it all playing out in my head but now that I was finally outside, I panicked as it all suddenly seemed too big for me to handle. Who was I kidding? I couldn't even help myself. How was I supposed to help a wolf? It didn't help that he was staring at me expectantly like I was his saviour who had dropped from the heavens. The heavens..."Master?" He called, inclining his head to the sky above us. He didn't say anything else. Didn't need to. I knew exactly what he was referring to. We would be better off training before light came. I inhaled deeply as I squared my shoulders. Here goes nothing. "What changes have you noticed since you woke up?""I..." He started then trailed off. In the dim light of the moon, I could s
Luna's PovAfter Indrik had finally recovered from the excitement of his accelerated healing which wasn't due so much to his growing tired of cutting his own skin as it was to my reminding him that daybreak would soon be upon us and he would lose his chance to train if he didn't get his act together. His eyes gleamed with joy as he nodded vigorously. I would have called him a kid if I wasn't feeling so giddy myself. It wasn't everyday that one got to play a major role in making a wolf. But we had had enough playing around, it was time to get some things done. Like teaching a man how to be a wolf. Not an easy task. Especially if you were not a wolf. I wasn't. "First," I started. That got his attention as he grew calmer. "To be a good wolf, a good fighter, a good protector. You name anything good you want to be. To be it, you have to first of all learn to become one with your environment. You have to learn to listen, feel and see before anything else. When I say see, I don't just mean
LunaThe part of listening to the environment passed without any more drama which was a relief because my heart could not take much more of that torture. Next was the testing of instinct which I found to be pretty comical though I don't think my master shared my views. I led him to the tree and made him stand underneath it. "Now, you are going to have to dodge projectiles." I informed him as I peeled off his outer robe. "What?" He stuttered, his eyes widening. "Blind." I added as I made the biggest blindfold of all time. "This is ridi...owww!" He cried, placing a hand against a bump on his head that grew from my throwing a pebble at him. "You are not trying." I taunted as I picked up another pebble. "You like injuries now that you heal fast?" I threw the pebble which hit him square in the nose, extracting another cry from him. "They still hurt as much." He grumbled as he began to move round in circles in an attempt to escape. I simply threw another which hit him in the chin. "
LunaNeedless to say, our training stopped after Blaire chanced in on us. Indrik shuddered, his shoulders slumping once Blaire was gone. "That was a close call." He breathed. He straightened and looked around the yard, releasing another shaky breath. "We cannot continue to use this place for training. It is too dangerous.""Really? I didn't know you were scared of deers." I commented. He turned toward me with a dry look as though considering how my head would look on a stake. He sighed. "Of course not." He grumbled. "I was scared for you. If word gets out that you are training me..." He trailed off. "What are you talking about?" He sighed. The day was becoming brighter more quickly now which allowed me to see the tortured look he gave me. I knew more than ever now that there was something he was hiding from me. "What are you so afraid of?" I pushed carefully, afraid that he would cover his ears and start crying about voices again. He looked into the trees in which birds were sta
LunaIndrik did not seem to appreciate my attempts to brighten his mood which included preparing bath water that was a little bit too hot. He had been so distracted that he had not noticed the rolling steam until he dipped a leg in. He retrieved it faster than a little child who had been playing with fire would withdraw once the fire burned too hot. I had been expecting a smile of sorts but the extremely cold look that I was gifted instead got me running to get more water. I gave up when my joke of replacing his robes with lady Blaire's pink gown did not work either. He just did not know much humour. I couldn't help feeling sorry for whoever his bride was going to be. Finally, I led a glum master to breakfast. He seemed to have decided that his first breakfast with the others after what seemed like ages ago would be better celebrated with a huge frown. Frankly, I couldn't blame him for that. If I had a family like that too, well... And no, I am not being sentimental. The Beta who I h
IndrikI was scared. More scared than I had ever been in my entire life which was saying a lot because I had spent my entire life living in fear. Fear of never being more than a weak wolf who was the butt of everyone's joke. Fear of always being tormented by my half brother. Fear of dying from a simple cold. Fear, fear, fear, that had always been a recurring theme in my life. Something that I hated but could not do without anymore than I could do without breathing. You would think I would have mastered the art of fear by now. Wait a minute, is there anything like that? Forget that. My point is, now, I felt so scared, it paralyzed me. I had only just started to get my life in order, started to reach my dreams and suddenly, my master tells me she won't be training me anymore? My whole world seemed to be crashing around me and it really wasn't a pretty feeling. And then, Leon had come along again, reminding me of my weakness and that even if I had my wolf now, I would still always be th