I had managed to pull myself together enough to continue following Dan to the open clearing were a good number of pack members were crowded at.
But no matter how much I tried not to let it show, I was crumbling internally. My legs felt like jelly, my tummy grumbling from nerves like it was a volcano about to erupt, and I was sweating buckets. If the guard noticed my ghostly expression and the way I was dragging my feet, he didn't say anything. I was very close to losing my mind, my thoughts spiralling so fast I could barely breathe. Every sound felt magnified, from the crunch of twigs as I tried to think of every possible scenario that would save me. What if I pretended to pass out? Lied that I wasn't feeling so well or worse, bolted off in the direction of the woods and escape all this madness. We make our way past the people who bow courteously as I walk by, until we're standing right in front of Aurora who had on her usual sinister smile spread out in waiting. The respect I was getting wasn't heartfelt. Beneath their bowed heads and averted gazes, I could feel their heated stares and scowls drilling into my back when I walked past. It was no mistake that Alpha Ethan had probably enforced instructions, making it mandatory to have them treat me politely… I would rather not have it at all. It would've been far better if they were allowed to be open with their hostility or weren't scared of the Alpha like Aurora. At least then, I'd be able to draw a fine line between my friends and foes. “Luna! What an absolute delight to finally have you grace us with your presence! I mean, what screams a better welcome than commemorating one of the packs' traditions? I bet you must be excited.” Her honey like voice feels like charred glass to my ears and I feel my fists clench by my sides. What I'd give to be able to wipe that stupid smirk off her face and stand my ground against her. Sadly… I wasn't strong-willed enough to even stand up for myself… Once a wuss, always pathetic… Or maybe just tired of pretending not to be. “I do wish I had been informed earlier before today… The setup looks nice and all, but I haven't been-” she arches a brow, clapping her hands together as she cuts off my upcoming excuse. “My mistake! I thought I had a maid pass the news to you last night! Oopsies... we're here now though, I mean you wouldn't want to disappoint the pack members gathered here who are dying to meet your wolf.” There's an unknown glint in her eyes, the tension in the air so thick a knife probably wouldn't even be able to slice through it. I glanced back at Dan who had stepped aside leaving me and the she-devil head on, and then back at everyone gathered, all doing a poor job of pretending not to be invested in the drama right on the edge of eruption. She was trying to push me so close to the edge of the bridge, over and over until I finally tumbled down… and she was excellent at it. What was she playing at even? She couldn't possibly know something right? Could her suspicions have anything to do with the locked doors? Had she too somehow found out about my exploration that had landed me there? No… whatever she was suspecting, I wouldn't let my reactions feed her hunger. She could corner me with threats all she wanted in the shadows, but while we stood here today, in the presence of the pack and everyone that Ethan commanded, she wouldn't be careless enough to try anything. I know the likes of people like her. Angels to the world and demons when the sun went down. Seeing as we had too much of an audience for her to lose her cool on me, I decided to put my dear aside for a minute. I was going to stand my ground. “I already said-” I raise my head high, meeting her stare point on as I prepare to insist on my decision. “Put a hold on it, I need to talk to my Luna. And don't you all somewhere else to be? Training? Pack duties? Get a move on.” Ethan's voice booms out from behind me right as I open my mouth and I don't think I've ever been thus relieved to see him. He would've been an angel fallen from above currently if it wasn't for his deadly aura. Like a spell, everyone begins to scramble away and soon, Dan, aurora, Ethan and I are the only ones left standing in the clearing. “Never do something like this again without informing me first, clear?” He walks over until he's standing beside me, his cold tone directed at Aurora. There he goes again, standing up for me in public only to tear me back down with his words. She looks taken aback by his words, her eyes flaring over to Dan who I'm surprised hadn't left with the alpha's orders. The guard averts his gaze but doesn't move, making me believe he was maybe obeying the alpha's instructions? “But alpha! It's something we-” she starts to speak, looking flustered with embarrassment that not only was I witnessing her get reprimanded, so was a mere guard. “I asked, are we clear Aurora” chill, composed and deadly…his voice cuts her off leaving no room for argument and the flicker of fear in her eyes is evident as she flinches unmistakably. Any wise person would know better than to try saying more…thank the goddess, Aurora was still a bit wise. “Yes Alpha.” She finally murmurs after a second, glaring at me subtlety. “Good, Dan you're excused. Lyra, let's go.” And then, he turns beginning to walk off, leaving me to pick up my steps and follow, glancing back once more at Aurora whose glares continued to drill holes in my skull and Dan who was making his exit. Ethan saves the day again! Aurora, zero, Lyra, one. Ethan doesn't say anything more to acknowledge my presence or explain were in god's name I was following him to, so I try to cover up how it affected me. It wasn't like I wanted him to suddenly become all chatty, swooping in and saving me like some knight in shining armor was already too much. I would rather not continue feeling like the list of favors I was owing him was growing by the second. “Get yourself together and prepare your mind, coming morning, an engagement announcement ball will be organized in our honor.” I took note of how he had stopped walking just before the garden. Engagement what now? This had to be another of my wicked nightmares… It was freaking impossible to get any chance of a breather around here. It was always one thing after the next with them! “Be extra careful, various packs will be in attendance, neighboring and afar. Do not let anyone get a wisp of your secret, one slip, one wrong word is all it takes.” The weight of his warning doesn't escape me. And I remain unmoved from my spot, with not a single reply. He doesn't seem to care for one, or wait even, continue on his way. I just stand there watching his retreating form dreading the dawn of a new day… tomorrow. A human in a room filled with wolves from different packs, sacrificial lamb much?“There! You look ready to win the bake-off, Luna!” Clara grins, finishing up the final touches to the stylish bun she had been working on pulling my hair into.A quick twirl in the mirror and I giggle, satisfied with the outcome of all her dedication.I looked wonderful! Felt stunning too–hair all primed and proper, my outfit kept causal but still flattering to my figure and my makeup at a minimal.Hours! We've been at our chaotic dress up since she came in at sunrise to help me get ready, as the bake-off was to start by breakfast.Waking up this morning felt easier than yesterday though–nightmares aside…those were now a part of my nightly routine I was left with no choice but to embrace.And yes, it had something to do with the anticipation of giving this pack exercise my best.I was going to give in my best and earn a bit of respect for myself from the members–not with the influence of Ethan's authority–one that was deserved.I turned to the maid who was now gradually beginning to w
“You need to learn how to throw a punch.” I make a sound of protest for the thousandth time already–which, as expected, goes ignored by Ethan whose focus remains on wrapping my hands with a bandage.We were standing inside his private gym just somewhere around the gazebo by the clearing on pack grounds, the sun barely risen, as he had insisted on teaching me some self-defense skills.How and why were we doing this again?Yeah, he was trying to make sure I would be able to hold my own a bit the next time I found myself in a situation similar to that of the betas and had to shut someone up.We had returned to Ravenwood yesterday morning and I couldn't really tell what it was, but if felt like something was shifting between us.Good–bad? I couldn't say.But it all felt different after he had stood up for me and put Bryce in his place.My father's health had stabilized a bit, and he was now strong enough to do a few things he hadn't been able to do himself, successfully off bed rest.Deci
“Lyra–Luna, finally you've arrived.” Spite and pretence drip from beta Ryder's voice as Ethan and I enter. His use of the word 'Luna' feels like mockery, coated with enough detest, but I refuse to give him the satisfaction of a reaction as I smile sweetly instead.“For a meetup this urgent, I expect it to be good news concerning my father.” I keep my words short and direct, having no time for their shenanigans so early in the day.“The pack can't continue to stand without a leader, the people are worried, control is slipping and things are beginning to get out of hand, they need a new lord–a new Alpha to take up responsibilities around here while Damien remains-”“Alpha Damien! It is my lord or Alpha Damien to you! Never mix that up again.” My outbursts surprise even myself as I glare hard at beta Ryder.Rage pulses through me, syncing perfectly with my pounding heart.I've never felt the need to pull someone's tongue out so much as I felt for him now.Ethan's hold on my waist tighten
“They didn't even call for the top healer until hours after he had collapsed” Amanda's whispered revelation continued to dance around my head at any given opportunity for days that followed.She had confided in me the next morning after Ethan's and my arrival, giving a clear explanation of just what had happened.Dad had been addressing his council during their monthly meetups before beginning to show signs of discomfort, complaining about pains in his chest region before collapsing.Unusual–suspicious and far from normal.And that's why I had my eyes and ears on the betas–them and a good number of the pack members.“You haven't touched your food.” Ethan's voice snapped me out of my head and I raised my eyes to meet his.I hadn't wanted to leave my dad–especially with his condition still unclear. I was ready to beg Ethan if it had to–turns out my pleas weren't needed in the end.Alpha Ethan had already made arrangements with his beta, sent a message to Ravenwood and put aside everythi
I take one look at Ethan, a quick glance at everyone else around–grab a handful of my dress and rush out while trying not to trip over my feet in the process.I couldn't care less whatever thoughts were going on through the minds of the guests in attendance.Screw their whispers and questioning looks.Not Aurora's bitchy sneer directed at me or even Ethan would be able to keep me here after such news of my dad's health.I had better things to worry about than trying to steer clear of the petty beta and her standoffish Alpha.My legs are shaking so much as I stumble my way through the crowd gathered around the entrance, attempting to push my way past, my breath short, sweat pouring from my pores.I stagger once–then again, reaching out for something–anything to hold on to, but everything feels just unreachable.“Move!” His voice slices through the swarm of people that had been pretending to not have taken note of my struggles.One minute they're refusing to give me way to get some air
“Your hair has a lovely texture.” Clara compliments running a brush through my curls.I smile at her in return, staying still on my seat in front of the mirror to allow her work uninterrupted.A day of pacing aimlessly through the gardens, eating and doing nothing but bore around in my room went by.And when night came, I had prayed to everything in me that they would be a change of plans by morning.If only wishes were horses…When Clara came in to wake me up so we could start up on getting me all primed and ready, I was already long awake.Sleep was now becoming an illusion that continued to evade me every night.I was going to have to pay a visit to the library and borrow a book or two.Reading through the night would be better than staring up at the ceiling until the sun came peeking.“How long have you served the pack?” I ask, and can feel her hesitation to answer, her movement halting.Maybe it was too soon to ask such questions, or I was starting to get ahead of myself with the