I look around the small room with a twin bed, a dresser, a desk with chair, and one night stand. I toss my bags on the floor wondering how the hell I got here. Moving to Beldoore wasn’t ever in my plans. Hell, the human island isn’t where I believe I belong. Then again, as a half-breed do I even belong in the wolf island of Celeste? A half-breed, torn between two worlds that I don’t belong in either. I’ve never felt my half-breed status so hard before. There is so much I didn’t realize my dad protected me from, and in the wake of his death, my brother and his best friend who was my boyfriend shattered the colored lens my father put over my eyes.
Losing dad was hard enough. I loved my father, and I was living life thinking I was accepted by the pack and kingdom. There are two islands, two kingdoms. Beldoore is the human island ruled by a royal family. The Celeste is the island of were the werewolves reside under a council. The council is made up of the strongest wolf of each class. Werewolves class systems is based off the wolf. Puberty is when we get our wolves and after our first shift we are compete in a series of tests from physical, mental, and even emotional. Fail or pass so many of these tests and that is your placement. The top tier is the Alphas. They are the strongest, fastest, they tend to be smart, and they heal the fastest out of us all. Their senses are unbelievable giving them an advantage. The next tier are Betas. Their skills are a bit lesser than an Alpha but they are powerful. Next is Gamma, they are the middle tier and basically they are the average werewolf. After Gamma is Delta. That’s where I fall in the ranking of wolves. Delta’s are notorious for trying to make names for themselves. They tend to be the trouble makers. Lastly, is the Omegas. The meekest and kindest of the werewolves. They tend to be healers, maids, and jobs where giving and pleasing are the center of the work.
. My dad was a Beta, and on the council. My older brother, Reese is best friends with the Alpha councilman’s son. They are the next leaders. Reese is a full blooded werewolf. Our dad and his mom were mates, and totally in love until she died. Dad was devastated and in his grief hooked up with my mom a few times. Rarely she got pregnant and unfortunately died during my birth. Humans aren’t meant to carry a wolf pup, not even a half of a one. Dad took me in and raised me and Reese on his own.
Reese put on a good show making me believe he loved and accepted me. Everyone in our circle did. I was the fool because they casted me out like I was nothing when it came down to it. Dad’s death put in motion so much pain for me that I wasn’t prepared. On top of being shipped off to my aunt, Robbie, Reese’s best friend and my former boyfriend dumped me after taking my virginity. We has sex all of four times before my dad died. I feel even more of a fool because he was with someone else behind my back.
Our friend group was Reese, Robbie, the flower triplets, Malcolm, and me. The flower triplets are Blossom, Lily, and Iris. Lily and Robbie are a couple. Blossom and Malcome are a couple. THen it was Robbie and me. Iris was the carefree single one of the group or so I thought. In truth, I was the odd one out. I always knew I was, but I believed the rose colored glasses dad put over my eyes.
It wasn’t even twenty-four hours after the funeral when Reese told me I was leaving. He didn’t care about my grief, the pain in my heart. I pleaded with Robbie to help me convince Reese it was a mistake to send me away. Then I got the cold hard truth that Iris and Robbie were together, and I was the other girl they just didn’t have the heart to tell me because they thought it funny to watch me think Robbie and I were a real couple. My entire life, a charade put on by the ones I thought cared about me. So through tear filled eyes, I packed my shit up and came to my Aunt Judy’s. I have no clue how to make it in a human run world when the only human I know is my aunt. I kept in touch with her over the years through letters. She’s the only connection to my mom.
One moment to shine. One moment to prove I’m worthy of the hype surrounding me. One moment to make Dorian proud. One moment to prove I can rise above the ashes of my forced burned down life. When Reese first disowned me from the family, essentially banishing me, I was angry and weary. My heart was full of grief over losing my father and the security of the world I once knew. I realize that old life had to burn so it could be replaced with something so much better. Today is the queen it’s birthday, it might be her day, but it’s my night. My night to make all my dreams come true. I look over myself in the full length mirror. I almost don’t recognize myself. I’m in a silver one should, asymmetrical A-line dress, with silver pumps that have jeweled small crescent moons, and matching silver crescent moons with stars. My hair is in soft waves with small star clips throughout. My makeup is gorgeous and almost makes me glow like the moon itself. I very much embody my stage Luna, and I love i
The last week, I’ve been back and forth between checking on my military bases and the castle. When I’m in the castle, I’m busy helping Ana get everything set up for her debut at my mom’s birthday celebration. Ana has been busy rehearsing and coming up with new songs. She told me I’m her muse, and I damn near asked her to marry me. I can’t explain the draw to her. I haven’t even been able to really pursue her the way I want because I’m distracted by duties to my people and helping Ana achieve her dream. It doesn’t leave much room for flirting, dating, and so on. The only real time we get together is in our texts, and that is definitely not enough. Ana is rehearsing today in the grand ballroom, the main ballroom for events, since her debut is tomorrow. I hope once she debuts, we can have a bit more time together. Especially, because we need rumors to start to fly that we might be a couple, and then we can confirm it. However, the rumors can’t start if we aren’t seen together or even ha
The last week has been spell bounding to say the least. It started with the epic fashion show of shopping I did at the palace with a new friend, Nessa, and the man who continues to hold my attention with the hopes that maybe something can be between me and the warrior prince. I want to trust Dorian, but I feel so railroaded from Robbie still. I question if Dorian truly wants me, or if I’m just some fascination. There is one major difference between Robbie and Dorian, and that’s that Dorian is more up front. He’s not hiding his agenda. He’s offered me away to get a little revenge on those who wronged me. Revenge is petty, I know, but I’m trying to do this on a level that is justifiable. Robbie played with my heart, all the while knowing he was never going to fulfill any of his promises. Reese banished me from my home, my pack, and he did it knowing he was leaving vulnerable. They tossed me aside because I was different. At least on Beldoore the humans are welcoming. I guess they reall
Today I’m having Ana come to the palace for her shopping day. I’ve acquired my fashion guru sister to help build Ana’s image as Luna because she is going to have a look when she is Luna on stage performing. She will also have an off stage appearance as well. Everything has to be crafted just right to make her launch successful. If she is popular Beldoore she might end up performing on one of the other three islands. Her launch needs to be flawless. There is a lot at stake with making things work with Ana. There isn’t just her music career. There is also the political aspect to this. Having Luna be a beloved pop star with a rock edge provides plenty of opportunities. There is no telling what the future holds. All I know is while I’m launch the career of a woman I’m very interested in seriously pursing in a relationship, I’m also potentially planning for a war depending on how things go with the werewolves. Dillion is working endlessly to appease all the werewolf council. Our trade agr
My stomach knots as I look the time on my phone. Dorian should be here any minute. I can’t believe he wouldn’t to meet at my home. It’s unthinkable in the werewolf world for someone so high in society to come to someone’s home much lower ranking. The social class is everything on Celeste and while it’s pretty important on Beldoore, I’m starting to find their social class is slightly humbler. At least from what I’ve seen. I’m still learning so much about Celeste, the humans, and even a bit of myself. I realize I was always so focused on the werewolf part of me. I was especially focused on my wolf and making sure I had one. I was surrounded by those with wolves who talked about how wonderful being in wolf form was. I desperately wanted to feel that and having a wolf would make me feel less of freak. Moving to Celeste permanently opened my eyes to how much I’ve shoved my human side down. I’m getting to know my human side, and it’s changing my perspective on things. When I first thought
I make my way to the dinning room and find Dillion eating his breakfast. His mate and son aren’t with him meaning he wants to talk business, which probably means politics. Dillion is sitting at the head of the table, so I take the seat to his right. The table is half full filled with eggs, bacon, sausage links, fresh fruit, and pancakes. One of the servants comes to pour me some fresh coffee. I thank her with smile before she tops off Dillion’s coffee. “Good morning, brother,” Dillion greets. “Morning, what can I do for you today?” I inquire casually, taking a sip of my coffee. I don’t put sugar or milk in it. I do it black because that’s how the military does it, and I wasn’t trying to come off as the spoiled royal. I earned the respect of the military, and now I lead it. “Straight business. I’m not surprised. Well, to business it is than. I’m having issues with the werewolf council. They have two new members, and they are about our age, and it seems like they are trying to make a