PenelopeHaving to stay put in a place when you can hear the battle raging on outside is torture. You don't know how close they are to you, you don't know if your closest friends have survived, and you feel utterly useless.I have been at the hospital for almost two hours now. I have been healing as many people as I can, even though Doctor Hudson and Doctor Pearson encourage me not to overexert myself. But… how can I not?I am the Luna of this pack and if I can't be out on the battlefield with them, then the least I can do is try to heal them. There are so many people that are injured. The battle must be just as bad, if not worse, than it sounds. I’ve gotten sick a few times already because seeing some of the bad injuries has made me nauseous. During those times, Doctor Hudson forces me to take some time for myself.So, that’s what I’m doing right now. I’m sitting in my room and sipping on water as I try hard not to think about what is going on outside of these walls.The only thing
PenelopeI don't know how long I have been riding on Donovan's wolf. All I know, is that I am incredibly uncomfortable and resisting the urge the throw up from how much I've been jostled around.After what seemed like a small eternity, Donovan let me down and shifted into his human form so we could walk together. Getting to walk felt great and my hand rubbed my stomach softly, subconsciously I was trying to soothe myself by thinking of our baby, and I was resisting the urge to get sick.As we walk, I notice that Donovan is very on edge and alert. I don't blame him, but from how long he had been running, I think we are far away from any major threat. A small part of me wonders if he even has a plan or if we are just running aimlessly through the forest. I want to ask, but I don’t want to offend him.But he seems to know what I’m concerned about and says, “We’re going to an old friend of mine’s pack.”“A pack?” I question. Donovan nods his head and I ask, “If you were close with another
DonovanI don’t know who this woman is in front of me. But I know she is the Luna of the Renegade Pack.The thing that throws me off about her is how similar she looks to Penelope. The main difference between the two of them is that the Luna has blonde hair and Penelope has black. But their eyes are the same shape and color, their lips are the same shape, even the shape of their faces are similar! One of their face is just slightly rounder than the others.The Luna looks to the patrolmen and says, “They can come back to the pack house with me. Alpha Knight would want to see them.”The men bow their heads in respect to her, but one of them says, “Luna, with all due respect, I don’t think you should be left alone. Could I accompany you to the pack house?”She nods her head as she says, “Of course.”We follow the Luna as she leads us to the pack house. Both of us are quiet and don’t say anything and the Luna eventually asks the patrolman, “What’s your name?”He says, “Marco, Luna.”She sh
PenelopeI don't like being in a new place. My heart longs to be back home in the Moon Stone Pack, back before the battle that made us lose everything. I wish I could turn back time so that I never went with Donovan to the Red River Pack or that I hadn't run off after shifting.My stomach churns as I’m full of anxiety from being in this new place with people I don’t know. Donovan and I take a moment to collect ourselves and to take a breather in the room before having to join the Alpha and Luna for dinner. Donovan looks over at me and asks, “Are you ready, Pen?”I let out a shuddery breath as I force myself to nod my head. Donovan shakes his head at me in disbelief because he knows I'm not okay. He walks over to me and takes my hands in his. He leans down and presses a kiss to my forehead as he says, “It will be okay, Pen. Just remember, they’re doing us a favor by taking us in.”“I know,” I respond as he holds my hand and leads me out the door. He leads us to a room and knocks on the
PenelopeWe stayed in our room for a few hours before Donovan was tired of us just sitting around. He insisted that we needed to go check on Maven and Amelia. I'll follow Donovan and do whatever he think is best, but I still can't help but wonder if they were trying to use me. And if they weren't, does that make me a horrible person for not offering to help?It didn't take long for us to find the pack hospital and once we got there, Donovan got distracted talking with the Beta of the pack, Bennett. Apparently, Beta Bennett is new to the position, so Donovan is trying to make a connection. While he talks, I decide to move forward. The guilt and curiosity are eating me alive, and I need to make sure that Amelia is okay. I pray to the goddess that nothing bad happened to her. I'm scared that I made another poor decision.I knock on the door, and Maven is the one to open it. My eyes widen when I see him standing in front of me. He towers over me and I know because of my attitude that I’m
PenelopeCora got caught up with the older woman, Maggie and seemed to forget about us. Donovan had his arm around me and rubbed my arm in a circular pattern. He seemed lost in thought. A small part of me wanted to talk to him and see where his mind is, but honestly, I think his mind is in the same place mine is. Unable to stop thinking about our pack and whether or not there were any survivors.We sat there quietly until Maven and Amelia returned to the house. It took an hour before they arrived and when they did, I couldn't help but look at Amelia. When I first saw her, I didn’t notice any resemblance, but now that I’ve been told that she’s my sister… I can’t help but want to look for the similarities.The biggest difference between us is our hair. Mine is black and as dark as night meanwhile hers is blonde and light like the sun. But both of our eyes are blue, our skin is fair, and our facial structure is similar. Honestly, outside of our hair, I can see how we’re sisters.Amelia wa
PenelopeWhen we talked about getting to know each other better, I guess I just thought that conversation would flow better. We're sisters for goodness sake! Shouldn't we have some kind of bond to make this not be uncomfortable?Well, we don't. This is so freaking awkward I just want to bury myself in a hole and never come out. None of us know how to start this conversation on how to learn more about each other. I don’t know how close Donovan and Maven’s relationship was and… I don’t know the first thing about having a sister.I force a smile as I ask, “How about we start with something easy? How did you two meet?”Maven turns to look at Amelia with a mischievous smile and she shakes her head as a light blush covers her cheeks. After a moment Amelia says, “Well, I was new to town and was in my cottage when there was a knock on my door. Maven stumbled in, injured, and he passed out. I didn’t even know his name, but I helped him recover. I left because I didn’t want him to know who I wa
PenelopeIt was hard to sleep and get any rest knowing that tomorrow we will travel back to our pack. We haven't heard from anyone and we're fearful of how things will be when we get there.Donovan and I lie in bed and doze in and out throughout the night as we hold hands. By the time the morning came we were both dreading going home because of the unknown.We walk down the stairs and Donovan is tense. Of course, he's tense, I am too! The unknown is hanging over our heads like a dark storm cloud. Before we leave, I give Amelia a hug goodbye and then I follow Donovan and Maven to the car to head home.The drive there is quiet. No one talks and the hours it takes to get back home seem to drag out.I didn't even notice when we got there because... there's nothing left. My jaw drops open as tears fill my eyes. The car hasn't even fully stopped and I'm ripping the door open and stumbling out as I immediately crumble to my knees as I sob racks through my body and escape my lips. There’s no