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To Be a Luna FOURTEEN
The crowd was more silent than ever. They scrambled apart, making a path for Deimos as he stepped forward. The tension was so thick, I could almost see it.Deimos stepped on the podium and greeted his brother with a smile. “You should be ashamed of yourself, don’t you think? Your mate is this desperate to leave you.”“You’re not going anywhere with her.” Conrad stepped between me and Deimos, blocking us from each other. I had to say something, anything. I wanted to leave. I was not welcome in that pack. They wanted someone who was not me, and I wanted a pack and a family that wanted me back.“I’m going with him, Conrad.” As if it wasn’t quiet enough, the air stilled. Conrad’s back tensed. The only person with a smile on his face was Deimos.“Well, well.” Deimos crossed his arms. “Now that you’ve heard it, step aside. I don’t have all day to stay here with you and chat. I didn’t come here to start another fight.”“I’m not—”“Please, just let me go.” I interrupted Conrad, bringing
To Be a Luna FIFTEEN
I was drowning.I was underwater.But I wasn’t.I was underwater, but I could see people. I could see people in white lab coats, walking past me. Nobody was paying attention to me. Everyone was going about their usual business.My entire body was wet, but I couldn’t move. I could feel my body being sucked by something, some things. I was in water, but I was breathing.Last I checked, I wasn’t a fish.I couldn’t turn, couldn’t move. I could only think. My head was traveling a mile a minute.In the time that I was awake, I had found out just a bit—my nose was covered with a tube which provided me with air, I was floating in a tank filled with abnormally cold liquid which I wasn’t sure was water.The world outside was white. It felt like I was frozen in time, watching everyone else walk. I felt like a ghost in my own body.I wasn’t dead, I could tell.Slowly, the events leading up to this moment played in my head like a slow movie. Images flooded my head, voices came and went,
To Be a Luna SIXTEEN
One of two things had happened: Time was frozen, or I was frozen in time.I stared at Deimos, waiting for him to laugh and tell me he was testing out a joke on me, looking to see how I would react. He did not.I was not frozen in time. Time was not frozen. My legs carried me backwards, keeping me going until my back hit a flat surface behind me that wouldn’t budge. There was nothing but air and a few feet separating me and him now.“You can’t possibly be serious,” I said with a disbelieving shake of my head. “I’m your brother’s mate, remember? Conrad’s mate—”“Yes, I understand that. And that, precisely, is why you’re also my mate.” I didn’t understand. I wasn’t sure I wanted to. I didn’t want to say anything that would prompt him to explain it to me.“Athena—”“Don’t. I don’t want to hear it.” Not yet. Maybe not ever.“You actually do have to listen to me at some point. I suggest you get the whole thing explained to you now, to get things over with.” He shoved his hands in his
To Be a Luna SEVENTEEN
It took just a few minutes of staying in Selenoid to know how different it was from Crimson pack. They were like day and night, cold and heat, happiness and sadness – very easy to tell apart.It was very obvious Selenoid was technologically advanced, while Crimson pack chose to do things the traditional way. In Crimson pack, a selected number of people would be chosen to be warriors after vigorous training. Here in Selenoid, everyone was a warrior and trained as equally as possible from the age of sixteen, even the Omegas.Everyone treated everyone else as an equal. Levels of strength didn’t matter here.They recognized me as their Luna.I didn’t know how everyone seemed to recognize me when I just arrived about one day ago, but I didn’t miss the subtle bows they sent my way whenever they saw me, not minding how rough I looked with damp hair and a bodysuit.“Good day, Luna,” they would say, either staring at me with bright smiles or avoiding eye contact.It felt great.It made
To Be a Luna EIGHTEEN
The sun was setting when I opened my eyes again. I was in the softest bed I had ever been on in a long time, an equally soft blanket covering me. For a minute, I imagined I was dead and that I was in heaven. I half-expected the Moon Goddess to walk in.The door opened, but it wasn’t the Moon Goddess. I turned and found Deimos walking towards me with a tray of food. The aroma wafted through my nostrils, making me sit up.“You’ve been out for quite a while now,” he said, setting the tray on my legs. “Crêpes and freshly juiced oranges.”“Thank you.” I smiled at him as I dug in, only realizing how hungry I was when I had the first bite.“What happened to me?” I inquired.“We were training. You were learning how to climb up the ropes when you fell. You hit your head very badly, but you’re fine now.” My hand instinctively went to my head to feel it, but there was no pain.“My head feels fine,” I commented, going back to the crepes and making sure to chew properly to avoid choking.“W
To Be a Luna NINETEEN
I didn’t know everything I felt. I didn’t know what I was supposed to feel. It had been a week since I found out the truth and cleared my doubts.I had been ripped away from my home and cast aside like a useless rag. Nobody would come for me. Even if Selena wanted to, she would most likely be exiled. I didn’t think she would want to sacrifice that much for me, especially since we had fought over something I didn’t remember.One thing I knew for sure was that I was angry.Angry at Frazier for challenging me to a fight. Angry at myself for not knowing how I had killed him. Angry at Ferra for every single thing she did and said ever since I met her. Angry at Conrad for simply existing.The one person I wasn’t angry at was the man standing in front of me with a punching bag, encouraging me to throw a heavy punch – Deimos.He made no attempt at quelling my anger or trying to make me understand his brother’s point of view. In fact, he fuelled it even further.“I just don’t understand!
To Be a Luna TWENTY
I would stab Conrad straight in the heart.Deimos’ words played on loop in the back of my mind. Earn Conrad’s trust, give Deimos information on Conrad, stab Conrad.After everything I had come to learn that Conrad did to me, the whole idea should have appealed to me. I searched inside myself for the elation from the image of holding a knife right above Conrad’s chest, the look of shock on his face followed by realization.Nothing.I was not a murderer.Even when Frazier died by my hands, I still found it hard to believe. Besides, I was out of it when it happened. It may have been my last resort and it was out of self-defense.What excuse could I come up with if I succeeded in killing Conrad? It would be more of an act of revenge more than it was an act of self-defense.Was revenge worth killing a person over?For his revenge, he exiled me. He didn’t hold a knife to my throat for killing his Beta. Then again, he called for a fight to the death match so exiling me for winning a
To Be a Luna TWENTY-ONE
I had watched a lot of movies with different depictions and descriptions of what heaven looked and felt like. Some said it was a long, endless path of gold. Others said it was nothing but white with angels and your loved ones all around you.Now, I believed everyone had a different experience of heaven. My heaven was far different from white clouds and golden gates.My heaven was the coolness of my being the minute Conrad kissed me. It was the little sounds of approval he made whenever I did something right, like lightly tugging at his hair and pulling him closer.The heat within my bones was replaced by the rush of immense pleasure flowing through my veins in response to him.This was my heaven.“Athena,” he gasped as our lips finally disconnected. “We can’t go any further. I don’t want you doing things you’ll regret later.”“I won’t regret a thing, Conrad,” I assured, but he wasn’t convinced.“When you’re ready. For now, I want you to tell me everything Deimos did to you in f
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To Be a Luna TWENTY-FOUR
I was out of the bed before Ferra could reach me, but that didn’t stop her acceleration. She swung once at me, which I dodged before Conrad could restrain her.“WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM!?” she screamed at me as Conrad tried to talk her out of it, pulling her as far away from me as possible.“Ferra, I need you to take a deep breath. This isn’t healthy for—”“I don’t care, Conrad! Now you act like you care!?” She thrashed roughly in his arms, futilely attempting to escape from his hold. “How dare you tell me what’s healthy and what’s not healthy when you go ahead and announce to the whole pack that you’re having a mating ceremony with her!?”A slight feeling of triumph crossed me. I never paid much mind to how Ferra would react to the news, but her reaction in that moment was playing out in my favor. She would try to scratch at me and hunt me and I would stand there, shaking with my tail between my legs because I didn’t mean to hurt her.Just perfect.“Ferra, I don’t—”“You don’t g
To Be a Luna TWENTY-THREE
It was time for me to see Selena.I had told Conrad where I was headed, another submissive ploy at getting him to trust me.“Are you sure you’re ready to see her after all this while? After you left, she was heartbroken. She barely left the house. I had to send some of the soldiers to check in on her.”Ever since I left? Of course he would word it like that. He would refuse to take responsibility. At least he had the decency to see Selena through it. I wondered how angry she must have been at him.“I’ll be fine, Conrad.” I nodded, waving him goodbye as I walked out into the street.It was almost as easy to shake everyone’s stares and whispers as it was before. The only thing I found uncomfortable was not knowing what they were saying, this time. The announcement of the mating ceremony had been passed two days ago, right after Conrad had proposed.I now had three days to make my mark in Conrad’s heart and head, enough for him to not change his mind about the ceremony. I also had
To Be a Luna TWENTY-TWO
For some reason, Ferra’s words were not registering properly in my head. I was aware of what she had said, but the disbelief clung to me like a parasite. My mind was rejecting it, begging for it to be untrue.Ferra couldn’t be pregnant.I felt a kick in my stomach, queasiness following. I felt sick. Was I heaving? I was heaving.“Athena—”“You’re pregnant?” I cut Conrad off, staring at Ferra. I knew she was not lying. She would not lie about something like that, right?“Over six weeks gone,” she confirmed, never taking her eyes off Conrad as she said it as if daring him to say anything in his defence. “Since you know how fast werewolves give birth, you should know the heir to the pack is arriving soon. I advice you to return to wherever it was you came from.”I dropped the brush in my hand, taking shaky breaths in and out as I looked out through the window at the scene whose beauty they had destroyed for me.This was supposed to be a good thing. I was supposed to take this news
To Be a Luna TWENTY-ONE
I had watched a lot of movies with different depictions and descriptions of what heaven looked and felt like. Some said it was a long, endless path of gold. Others said it was nothing but white with angels and your loved ones all around you.Now, I believed everyone had a different experience of heaven. My heaven was far different from white clouds and golden gates.My heaven was the coolness of my being the minute Conrad kissed me. It was the little sounds of approval he made whenever I did something right, like lightly tugging at his hair and pulling him closer.The heat within my bones was replaced by the rush of immense pleasure flowing through my veins in response to him.This was my heaven.“Athena,” he gasped as our lips finally disconnected. “We can’t go any further. I don’t want you doing things you’ll regret later.”“I won’t regret a thing, Conrad,” I assured, but he wasn’t convinced.“When you’re ready. For now, I want you to tell me everything Deimos did to you in f
To Be a Luna TWENTY
I would stab Conrad straight in the heart.Deimos’ words played on loop in the back of my mind. Earn Conrad’s trust, give Deimos information on Conrad, stab Conrad.After everything I had come to learn that Conrad did to me, the whole idea should have appealed to me. I searched inside myself for the elation from the image of holding a knife right above Conrad’s chest, the look of shock on his face followed by realization.Nothing.I was not a murderer.Even when Frazier died by my hands, I still found it hard to believe. Besides, I was out of it when it happened. It may have been my last resort and it was out of self-defense.What excuse could I come up with if I succeeded in killing Conrad? It would be more of an act of revenge more than it was an act of self-defense.Was revenge worth killing a person over?For his revenge, he exiled me. He didn’t hold a knife to my throat for killing his Beta. Then again, he called for a fight to the death match so exiling me for winning a
To Be a Luna NINETEEN
I didn’t know everything I felt. I didn’t know what I was supposed to feel. It had been a week since I found out the truth and cleared my doubts.I had been ripped away from my home and cast aside like a useless rag. Nobody would come for me. Even if Selena wanted to, she would most likely be exiled. I didn’t think she would want to sacrifice that much for me, especially since we had fought over something I didn’t remember.One thing I knew for sure was that I was angry.Angry at Frazier for challenging me to a fight. Angry at myself for not knowing how I had killed him. Angry at Ferra for every single thing she did and said ever since I met her. Angry at Conrad for simply existing.The one person I wasn’t angry at was the man standing in front of me with a punching bag, encouraging me to throw a heavy punch – Deimos.He made no attempt at quelling my anger or trying to make me understand his brother’s point of view. In fact, he fuelled it even further.“I just don’t understand!
To Be a Luna EIGHTEEN
The sun was setting when I opened my eyes again. I was in the softest bed I had ever been on in a long time, an equally soft blanket covering me. For a minute, I imagined I was dead and that I was in heaven. I half-expected the Moon Goddess to walk in.The door opened, but it wasn’t the Moon Goddess. I turned and found Deimos walking towards me with a tray of food. The aroma wafted through my nostrils, making me sit up.“You’ve been out for quite a while now,” he said, setting the tray on my legs. “Crêpes and freshly juiced oranges.”“Thank you.” I smiled at him as I dug in, only realizing how hungry I was when I had the first bite.“What happened to me?” I inquired.“We were training. You were learning how to climb up the ropes when you fell. You hit your head very badly, but you’re fine now.” My hand instinctively went to my head to feel it, but there was no pain.“My head feels fine,” I commented, going back to the crepes and making sure to chew properly to avoid choking.“W
To Be a Luna SEVENTEEN
It took just a few minutes of staying in Selenoid to know how different it was from Crimson pack. They were like day and night, cold and heat, happiness and sadness – very easy to tell apart.It was very obvious Selenoid was technologically advanced, while Crimson pack chose to do things the traditional way. In Crimson pack, a selected number of people would be chosen to be warriors after vigorous training. Here in Selenoid, everyone was a warrior and trained as equally as possible from the age of sixteen, even the Omegas.Everyone treated everyone else as an equal. Levels of strength didn’t matter here.They recognized me as their Luna.I didn’t know how everyone seemed to recognize me when I just arrived about one day ago, but I didn’t miss the subtle bows they sent my way whenever they saw me, not minding how rough I looked with damp hair and a bodysuit.“Good day, Luna,” they would say, either staring at me with bright smiles or avoiding eye contact.It felt great.It made
To Be a Luna SIXTEEN
One of two things had happened: Time was frozen, or I was frozen in time.I stared at Deimos, waiting for him to laugh and tell me he was testing out a joke on me, looking to see how I would react. He did not.I was not frozen in time. Time was not frozen. My legs carried me backwards, keeping me going until my back hit a flat surface behind me that wouldn’t budge. There was nothing but air and a few feet separating me and him now.“You can’t possibly be serious,” I said with a disbelieving shake of my head. “I’m your brother’s mate, remember? Conrad’s mate—”“Yes, I understand that. And that, precisely, is why you’re also my mate.” I didn’t understand. I wasn’t sure I wanted to. I didn’t want to say anything that would prompt him to explain it to me.“Athena—”“Don’t. I don’t want to hear it.” Not yet. Maybe not ever.“You actually do have to listen to me at some point. I suggest you get the whole thing explained to you now, to get things over with.” He shoved his hands in his
