All Chapters of From Runt To Luna : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

A brand new day meant more time at the clinic. This time I went in by 8am. It didn’t matter that I wasn’t working under Madam Thorpe, I couldn’t risk a repeat of yesterday morning.“Good morning Doc!” I greeted her cheerfully as I entered her department. As was customary, I gave a small bow of my head. All this while I thought the head bow was because she was a high-ranking doctor in the pack, turns out it was because she was from the Beta’s family.“Lilliana, wonderful, you’re here early. That’s an outstanding work ethic. Shows you are eager to learn.”Guess I made the right choice then.“I’m always happy to work,” I responded cheerfully.I spoke too soon. It was almost 4pm and I had barely been able to have 10 minutes to myself. I thought today would be like yesterday- stay in the lab, work on the tests but I was wrong. Goddess was I wrong!The day had started out the way I intended, but when the patients started to come in, I became a messenger bird. Doc used me to communicate with

“Well, that's good.” I responded, “We’re still no closer to figuring out what's wrong with them though.” “Wait really? Then it's a lot more serious than.” She said in a panicked voice. “Well, the only thing I'm happy about is that we haven't lost anyone.” I said thoughtfully, “Even though it's only been the second day, there've been close calls.” “Whoa, that's scary. I thought the clinic said everything was under control.” She said, “They sent out a message and everything.” “Things are under control, it's not like they can say ‘oh people are almost dying but that is not cause for alarm’” I said to her. “I guess you're right about that. Can't have people panicking, especially humans.” “Why especially humans?” “They get hysterical if there's even a semblance of the control they believe they have starts to slip. It's insane really.” “Wait, aren't we also like that?” I asked her, confused. I recalled how, at the Waning Moon pack, there was panic when they heard about the raiders b

Despite all my best efforts, I did not find Bianca, nor did I find the lab, and it had already been a week. It was crazy how many times I snuck away trying to find some hidden entrance where I was hoping would lead to the lab but no such luck. I debated asking Doc about it, but that would lead to a round of questioning that I didn’t wish to answer, or I didn't think I could answer enough to throw away her suspicion. And boy was she suspicious. “Why are you leaving the room a lot?” She demanded that I go on yet another bathroom trip. “What?” I replied, feigning ignorance. “You heard me. Why are you leaving the room so much?” She asked again, eyes narrowed at me in suspicion. “Uh…” My mind scrambled for a response. “To use the bathroom. I told you this already. Why else would I have to leave the room? Unless, of course, you're sending me on an errand.” I finally said. Her eyes became less narrowed but it was only a little bit. She still trained those eyes on me in suspicion.

“ Are you from the Waning Moon pack?” I asked him suddenly.My question startled him. I could see that. He widened his eyes in surprise, and everyone else’s eyes darted between us, probably wondering what our connection was.“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He said in response.“I’m sure you do. Your eyes are grey like mine, not red like the rest of the people here. And as far as I know, grey eyes are the trademark of the Waning Moon. So you are from the pack.” I insisted.“So I have grey eyes. So what? That doesn’t mean I’m from that pack.” Malice bled into his tone as he said ‘that pack’, “It could just mean one of my parents is from there.”True, that was a possibility. When wolves from two different packs mated, the dominant wolf genes decided eye color, so perhaps his dominant wolf gene was from the Waning Moon pack.“That’s an interesting explanation I guess.”“Okay, okay.” Bonnie said, waving her hands, “Before tensions rise even more. I can vouch for Mace, he grew up

The day still had some extra hours, so instead of heading back to the hostel, I decided to get something to eat. All that talk of war was making me crave ice cream.So I took a detour at the ice cream shop Camille took me to once. I had missed ice cream, it was another thing that had turned into a luxury I couldn’t afford while I was at my former pack. But now, with the money I got from Madam Thorpe as compensation for taking credit for my work, I could eat all the ice cream I wanted. Granted, I did put the majority of it into a savings account that I opened up, so there’s that. It was always good to have emergency money.I opened the door to the shop and it dinged as though it was welcoming me. The atmosphere changed from the damp, hot air outside to the cool, refreshing, sweet-smelling air inside the shop. It was fairly empty, and I headed over to the counter, ready to place my order. I debated getting the ice cream to go, but I needed some time to myself to process my thoughts, bec