All Chapters of Blood, Gold, and Silver: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“You look beautiful, as always,” Ben smiled as he kissed my hand, sending warm tingles down my arm. He offered his arm to me, just as Chris did for Misty and Alpha Lord Grizzle did for Luna Lannie.“You look quite dashing yourself,” I said, blushing as I reached up to fix his collar. “Dark color’s look really good on you.”“Really,” he said, nodding his head to himself before turning his attention back to me. “Come, I want to introduce you to my parents.” My nervousness exploded and my heart raced as he led be to Maize and the two people standing next to her.Ben clearly inherited his good looks with his father, who stood just as tall and had very similar features, essentially looking like an older and more refined version of him. He was also powerfully built, looking like he kept up with his training. His mother was, if possible, even more imposing. Her beauty rivaled that of Maize, her tall physique was equally as impressive as her mate’s, her eyes screamed intelligence, but also so

“I-I’m so sorry, I don’t know what happened,” I cried, freaking the hell out. Horrified, I got onto my knees and bowed deep to Luna Belle. “Please forgive me, I didn’t mean too.”An explosion of sound erupted around me a second later, washing all around me to the point that I couldn’t concentrate on any of it. Chairs were scraped back, voices were raised, and anger was thick in the air. And through it all, I just stayed on my knees, bowing to Luna Belle. Too scared to look up, or even open my eyes.When I felt someone’s hand pulling up on my chin, I jumped violently, my eyes flying open only to find myself locked in Luna Belle’s fierce gaze. “Care to explain yourself, little miss.”In my delirious state, I couldn’t help but remember all the other Luna’s who have looked at me with those same eyes. Pain, humiliation, and trauma always followed, without exception. Usually lasting for days, or until they finally left to return to their Packs. Unable to stop myself, I started to shake viol

Misty was working on my hair while I tried my hardest to keep my eyes open.The wounds on my back hurt terribly, shifting last night had torn many of them open again, which nearly caused Rosie to have a heart attack when she cleaned me up once I was finally allowed back inside again. Of course, no one knew I could shift yet, so I told her it happened when I tripped and fell, several times.“Luna, please, with that silver powder infecting her cuts, they won’t heal properly. Until her wolf awakens, her healing is barely faster than a human. I don’t know if it’s due to her illness, her malnutrition, or the fact that she hasn’t had a full nights rest in only the Goddess knows how long, but she’s healing even slower than other Werewolves her age. Let me take her to the clinic for emergency treatment, otherwise she might…”She didn’t finish her sentence, but she didn’t have too. We all knew what she was going to say. I couldn’t talk, otherwise I would’ve told her I was alright. My brain was

“That was about eight years ago now,” Lannie began, pausing to sip her tea. “And most of us here were either Luna’s at the time, or daughters of ranked wolves, so we attended all the major celebrations held at the Thunder Pack. Sadly, none of us were present for her sixth birthday, we don’t even know what day it falls on, but we heard about it after.”Lannie paused to share a round of laughter with the other Luna’s before continuing. “Apparently, she was marked by the Goddess, but instead of a blessing, she was given a curse mark. The same day, their Luna at the time was suddenly hit with a terrible illness. Later that night, when the Pack doctors went in to check on the Luna, they found Ayla sitting on her bed. No one ever confirmed what exactly happened, but we do know two things for certain.”“First, the Luna was found dead. And secondly, Ayla was blamed for it. She was kicked out of her home, disowned by her family, and was forced to become a slave for the Pack. She spent her nigh

Time dragged by after that, one horrible day after another. If it was just the hunger, the exhausting work, and the loneliness, than I might’ve been able to come to terms with my new life. But the constant bullying from the Pack, my old friends, and especially my own family, left me wounded and devastated each night. I tried so hard at ever task I was given in the hopes that someone, anyone, would acknowledge me.But no one ever did.My father continued to completely ignore my presence, to the point that sometimes I wished he would just look at me, even if it was followed by a hurtful comment. Because at least then I could feel some kind of connection with him.Mother was the opposite.It was a week after my birthday, a day I tried to forget with everything I had. When I woke up that morning, the most dangerous of all the feelings stirred inside of me. Hope. I’d been a slave for almost two months at that point and I was still trying to hold onto the past. I still wanted my parents lov