“What the fuck are you saying?” Logan was burning with anger as he stood right in front of me. I crossed my arms. “I don’t think I said anything wrong.” I nonchalantly reply. It was true, she’s going to be the Luna soon.“You know fully well that you’re the only Luna of this pack.” He seethed, his jaw clenching as he glowered down at me. “Logan, we can’t do anything now that the Elders have announced her victory at the Luna Game. After all, that was held to determine who’s worthy of this position.” I massaged the bridge of my nose, feeling exhausted at this debate. “N-no, I’ll find a way to change this decision. They can’t take this away from you.” He paced around, running his hand through his locks in frustration.“Afterall, why did you even shift in the first place, this would have been less of a trouble if you simply—” “I’m more than willing to give up on this position.” I cut him off, leaning behind the door. “What?” He stopped walking around and turned to face me, his eyes gli
“Are you done with the documents needed if I leave, Dad?” I mumbled as my father sat in front of me in my office. I continued signing papers about some renovations and constructions to be made in the Dark Moon Pack, while he remained motionless ever since he arrived earlier. He simply stared at me with a glimpse of worry written on his expression.“Dad, please, what is it that’s making you look at me like this?” I finally found the guts to ask. He sighed before racking his eyes over the pile of work I have to do. “Do you really have to do this? Isn’t that Jane supposed to practice working on pack work now that she’s about to be appointed as Luna?” My eyes widened and I looked down at the papers in front of me. Right, I’m no longer obligated to do all this, and yet I’m so familiar with it that it doesn’t even feel like a responsibility anymore. Just, all this — is a part of who I am. I never expected to let go of this routine I have.Thinking about it, I never expected I’ll be letti
I could hear my heart pounding beneath my chest. A knot was forming in my stomach, as though tightening everything up. “G-George, I—” I slowly stood up from my chair, my hand trembling anxious.“It’s fine, Morana.” He replied calmly before pulling Jane up as her blood continued to drip down her sleeves and into the floor. No, no . . . Call me with that nickname again. That’s how you always call me, George.I look back at Jane, still clutching her arm. Where did she find herself to have a wound like that in the woods? There wasn’t that much hazard in that place. I know because I should have been the only person to know that spot. They both stood up, heading over to the door. “Let’s get you treated, Jane.” Was the last thing one of my best friends said before the door slammed closed. The silence lingered in the air, almost choking Me with its insufferable presence. George, for the first time, looked at me with disappointment in his eyes.as though he could not believe I was able to d
“W-what are you saying?” My voice wavered as I looked up at Logan. He took hold of my shoulders, shaking me up to focus on what he’s about to say. “Morana, all this will be for the pack. A gift to recognize her as my mate.” He muttered, searching for my eyes. I swallowed the lump in my throat, “I-I thought you weren’t going to take the Luna position away . . . away from me?” The words left my mouth with fear. Insufferable and excruciating fear of being replaced one by one. I am fully aware that this was going to happen somehow, but he told me he will not let anyone take the position away from me.Perhaps I held onto his words tighter than I thought. “Of course you’re still the Luna!” I look up at him, my gaze shaking. “You’re still my Luna, alright? This is just to assure Jane’s father isn’t going to be a threat now that his daughter was finally accepted into the pack.” Was that it? Is that really it? I can’t seem to trust any of the words he’s uttering right now. I don’t even kno
“W-what do you mean?” One of them pulled my trembling hand down, clutching onto it in a calming gesture. I look down to my friend. Her eyes searched mine, the tension in the room rose with my very own anticipation as to why they’re not acting like I thought they should be: hating me.They should be hating me right now due to whatever Jane has told them while I was away, and yet they’re holding my hand, looking at me with a worried expression.“Are you okay, Morana?” I turn to my other friend, sitting on another couch. My ragged breaths gradually made its way into a calmer and slower pace. My knees gave in. I sank back to the cushion placing my elbows on each side of my knees as I tried to take hold of my sanity.Jane’s arrival — no, Jane herself is slowly turning me insane.“W-what did she say to all of you?” I asked, turning to the three of them with bloodshot eyes. They all looked at each other and shared a knowing look before muttering. They look dubious of what they are about to s
“I-I’m telling you, Jane has crossed the line this time! And don’t use that tone on me, Logan!” I demanded before excessively pulling onto his hand, trying to yank it away from my collar.He pushed me even more onto the wall and I instantly gasped in air when I felt the knuckles of his fist digging deep into my chest. This is no difference to strangling me!“Lo-logan, she’s hurting. Please stop it. I-I’m okay . . .” Jane caressed her mate’s arms, clinging onto him with tears glistening in her eyes.I caught Jane’s look and with a small smirk on her lips, she met my gaze before it quickly turned pitiful, as though she’s sympathetic to the situation I’m in.“I-I have evidence, Logan! She really told everyone that—” My rambles were instantly halted when Logan spoke with a dangerous tone, “What the hell happened to your lips?” I dropped onto the ground, clutching the fabric of my crumpled collar as I looked up at my husband whose eyes were on another.He held Jane’s face in both of his pa
“Stress is like a revolving door. Just when you think you’ve escaped, another wave comes crashing in.” I haven’t found that statement of my dad so agreeable until now. For three days after the racking episode of “how to kill Morana Everette through an invisible three degree burn”; I was cooped up in my bed, basically surviving and regenerating the wilted strength the fire has left me with.Much to my expectations, Neither Logan nor any sight of Jane knocked on my door for the last seventy-two hours to bother visiting and give me at least an apology bouquet that would make up for the shit they’ve put me through.Not that it would have earned them my forgiveness.I don’t think I’d ever feel something other than disappointment for the two of them anymore. The only resentment left in me is channelized towards the Moon Goddess for this sick love triangle she’s put me through.If it wasn’t meant to be in the first place, why would she even let Logan and I have it for three years straight?
Omegas and pack officials squandered around carrying all kinds of stuff that would be needed in an office renovation as though redoing the entire place off any visible remnants that I ever once ruled this place. Books, new shelves — they even added a brand spanking fresh table coated in vibrant pink paint. I’m sure Jane ordered that.My brows furrowed and I could feel my entire face creasing at the sight of everyone hustling around to attend to the most useless orders. What the hell is Jane doing?I avoided going into this wing for a few weeks now, thinking they’d probably do a good job introducing what needs to be done towards Jane. They looked determined, kicking me out of my place, completely devoting themselves to the thought that Jane would take over soon and this was the most beneficial decision to be made for the pack.I stopped one of the Omegas who was about to walk past me. Despite myself being the only one who was standing still, they were still too busy to notice who the