Moon Goddess

"Moon goddess." I folded my hands in front of statue of the moon goddess. "it has been five years, five freaking years moon goddess, please bless me this time." I prayed desperately. From last twenty years and so, the day I first get to know that we werewolves are a blessing of the moon goddess and she is the one who blessed us with the other half of our soul, our soulmates I visited this temple every day, with only one prayer, for my mate and still she had not answered my prayers.

We werewolves generally found our mates within a fortnight after we crossed eighteen. But me as a special serious case couldn't find my mate. I am not complaining, I am absolutely fine with this 'no mate ship' thing but the thing I can't stand is rumors. Well, being the daughter of an Alpha has its own benefits and disadvantages. I shake my head; this is not the time to sour my head with ill feelings, jeez I am in temple. I shake my head and put a rose at the feet of the statue as my offering.

Today is my twenty-fifth birthday, which means I completed straight eighty human years without my mate. With my last prayer I bowed again and start walking towards my home.

We reside in the blue moon pack which is the second largest pack in our continent. The journey wasn't long and soon I was standing in front of the pack house. I opened the front door and immediately hugged by my mother.

"I have made your favorite pancakes," she whispered in my ear so that nobody in the living room can listen with their high werewolf abilities. I giggled and returned the hug.

"Let me freshen up first," I said and started walking towards the washroom. I looked at the mirror. As usual my deep brown hairs are looking mess, they are long and finishes at my waist, hazel brown eyes, and pale skin. I inherited all my characters from mother except my nose and lips which were exactly the same copy of my father. I washed my face and headed downstairs.

All were already sitting on their seats patiently, waiting for me. I saw my father sitting on the chair reading some papers related with the pack business. I kissed him on his cheek and sat beside him. My brother and the next contender for the alpha position of our pack was watching me with a mischievous glint.

 Trust me he is the best brother every girl wanted but at sometimes he is annoying as hell.

"Good morning daddy". I said cheerfully.

"Good morning Emmy", my father said in his deep voice. His voice holds power and authority.

"Good morning Emmy", my brother said with a smirk.

"Good morning August", I said narrowing my eyes in his direction and make a mental note to slap that stupid smirk from his face.

"Someone had a bad sleep?" August asked mockingly.

"Yes, because one asshole of a brother brought a girl at home last night," I mind linked him to shut him up. I very well know how to deal with my brother.

"You two, show this heat in the battleground." Our father scolded sensing the tension within us. With me turning twenty-five years old, now I am also eligible to compete for the post of the alpha position. It was my dream to be the first ever female alpha and my family respects it. I am surely more matured than my brother but in battleground he is completely opposite. Being older than me by one year had already given him advantage in training but still my wolf can beat his ass off.

Me and my brother had always trained together. But everything changed when our father told us that we both are equally eligible for the alpha title. August completely changed, he trained without me, he actively takes part in pack matters, not that I am complaining but he had become somewhat shady and I am concerned it will ruin our relationship.

I nodded my head and in acceptance and started eating the food. I know how much it means for august to be an alpha because I have the same dream.

"Promise me, whatever happens after the battleground, it won't affect our relationship." I mind linked him.

After our father has announced that we both are equally worthy for the alpha title, I have seen my brother distancing, he neither show it on surface nor talked about it, but still he is in the crossroads; just like me.

"I promise... well it doesn't matter because I am the one who will be winning." He said breaking the tension. I smiled and gave my undivided attention to the food and tried to live this moment because after this day everything was going to change. Who else know this twenty-five years old, Esma Rockwood, daughter of the most feared alpha was never be the same after today?