“Janelle, Isa, RUN!” The Luna screams at me and her daughter. We don’t move an inch, too scared of the sight before us. “Isa, I said RUN! That’s an order. Take Janelle and warn the Alpha.” The Luna yells, looking me in the eyes. She ordered me. I’m compelled to move. I grab my best friend's hand, and she screams at me to let her go. She wants to stay with her mother. As we run I hear her screams over and over again, and I know we will be too late. The rogues came out of nowhere, and we were taken by surprise. I can’t mindlink because I haven’t got my wolf yet. “DADDY! DADDY!” Janelle yells when we are within earshot. We are both covered in rogue blood, and a sight to see. “Princess!” He yells back, completely ignoring my presence. I wake in a sweat in my tiny shoe closet room. It was converted after the incident with the Luna. The dream is always the same. How we are surprised out in the clearing in the forest. She had taken me and Janelle to have a girls picnic, when sudden
Isabella P.O.V. I arrive at school hella early, but lucky for me it’s open. I walk to the administration office, where Miss. Durant granted me my papers. I persuaded them to give it today, in return I promised to not show up at graduation. The school tried to expel me after everything, but the elders denied the request after seeing my perfect grades. They had no cause to do so, like the alpha. The school was livid, but oh well. I did my work, kept my mouth shut (most of the time) and tried to not bother anyone. I walked to my locker, my graduation papers in my bag, just waiting for the classes to start. As I stood there daydreaming of my life away from this hell on earth, a nasal voice reached my ears, along with a deeper voice belonging to my brother. “.... so scared of me, she wouldn’t even do a friendly spar.” He snickers as their group of wannabe barbies and look-alike hulks come into view. “Uh! You are so strong, Alex.” Janelle purrs, locking her hand on his arm. I woul
Alex P.O.V. One minute we are all having a good time, laughing and joking then the next everything turns to utter shit and my sister is gone. What the fuck happened? We were sitting in my room; Jeff, Andrea, Janelle and me. We are having a little pre 18 get together before the big day tomorrow. Janelle is convinced she is my mate and has been clinging to me every second for the last week. It’s fucking annoying, but if it gets her attention away from my sister, then so be it! I have been playing the mean brother for the last 8 years, knowing full well nothing that happened on that day was her fault. I have been protecting her the only way I knew how, and that was to push her away. I can’t count how many times I’ve taken the punishment for something someone thought was her fault - telling them it was actually me, when it wasn’t. But it wasn’t her either, so that was that in my mind! Isa obviously doesn’t know, and I don’t plan for her to know before I am the beta of the pack
Isabella P.O.V. I drive through the night, and most of the next day, knowing the alpha won’t let me off the hook that easily. If I know him, and I do, he will be sending out a search party, trying to drag my ass back to that inbred pack of scums. Having the A/C on, as it’s a hot summer's day, I let the breeze and music surround me and calm my beating heart. Having my birthday in mid summer would have been fun with an outdoor birthday party, or even a pool party, if my life had not been hell on earth. As the late afternoon approaches on my birthday, I drive through this small town. It’s surrounded by thick forest, and I stop at a natural parking lot in the treelines. I lock my truck, and climb into the backseats to lie down. I set an alarm for four hours, and drift off to sleep. When my alarm sounds, I open one eye. The sun is about to set, and I know it will be time soon for my first shift. ‘I’m sorry we have to do this in unfamiliar territory and alone, Emmy.’ I tell her.
Isabella “Daughter?” I ask her, and she nods while looking down. A simple tear slides down her cheek. She wipes it furiously, not wanting me to see - but I did. “What do you mean by daughter?” I ask her, and she looks me in the eyes. There. I feel the same feeling as when I was a child, and I was in her arms - safety, warmth and love. “How?” I whisper for the third time. Luna Michelle takes a deep breath; “When I was young I found my mate, but he rejected me at first. He already had a chosen mate, and she was the jealous type. She watched our interaction and instantly knew what was going on. She taddled to her parents, who were high ranking in my pack. They went to the alpha, who had just taken over and was mateless, and lied to him about me. They told him I was trying to ruin their daughter's mate bond because of jealousy.” She starts. “He demanded to see me and hear my side of the story, much to their dismay because they knew they had lied. I told him the truth, and he ga
Isabella P.O.V. I’ve been driving for what feels like a year, but it’s only been about two weeks. I don’t know exactly where I’m going, but something inside me tells me this is where I need to go. Emerald agrees with me, and both she and I are relieved to finally be somewhere, where we both feel kind of safe. I don’t have any proof, but in my heart I know Alpha will not just let me leave like this, especially when he finds out I rejected his lowlife of a son. Ugh! ‘Emerald, why the hell did the moon goddess pair us with that son of a bitch?’ ‘The mother’s works in mysterious ways, little one.’ I chuckle, as I park outside a diner. I’m starving and tired, from having lived off food from gas stations, sleeping in my car and driving like crazy. As I enter through the door, a thought suddenly strikes me and I stop dead in my tracks. ‘What is it, Isa?’ Emmy asks in a worry. ‘I’m a rogue now. We’re a rogue. We.. There are other wolves here.’ ‘Don’t worry my child, you had an
Elijah P.O.V. I’ve been working on pack business as well as the family business. I have missed a lot of paperwork because my parents thought it was more important for me to attend tedious parties and balls with self-centered Alphas’s daughters. Goodness me. If I have to look at one more entitled, snobbish and boring Alpha’s daughter, who can’t talk about anything other than themselves, fashion or make up, I am going to die a slow death or boredom. Knock, knock, knock. I know that knock. Mother. “Enter.” I say, gritting my teeth for her nagging attitude regarding my lack of a Luna. “Elijah, what are you doing?” I raise an eyebrow at her question, finding it rather obvious what I am doing. “What does it look like, mother?” She scuffs. Thalia Jackson, my esteemed mother, seemingly does not find my sense of dry humor amusing today. My father is Desmond Jackson, and his grandfather founded Jewel City and our pack; the Jewel Pack. He worked hard in the real estate business, and i
Isabella P.O.V. Driving from the diner putting that idiot to a beta into his place, I smile to myself. I would never have dared doing that a couple of years ago, knowing I would have to take the beating without complaint or risk showing everyone what I’ve learned in the dojo. I couldn’t risk it, because knowing how crazy Alpha and my so-called parents are; they would have gone there to beat the shit out of the instructors for teaching me. It feels good to be free, independent and without fear for once in my life. I’ve always tried to keep my head down, keep quiet and let everyone forget I’m even there, which I succeeded most of the time. I have a big mouth on me, and my sass knows no boundaries when I’m met with stupidity - which has been a learning experience with having Janelle and Jeff come and go in my childhood home. In the grocery store I take a cart and make my way down the isles. I’m using the money Mr. Aberforth gave me, plus my salary. It’s been more than eno