All Chapters of Alpha's Wildcard: Lunar Strike Mayhem: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Tonight is the night I die. Loud howls filled the room, splitting through the silence like a blade. My eyes flicked on either side of me as I stood in the centre of the moon beam, the altar was before me, blood still dripped from my palm into it—a symbol of the ceremony. My palms were sweaty, heart racing. Nothing was happening. The rest howled, their eyes glowing unnaturally but I just stood there, plain. Normal. Uninteresting. I'd failed the ceremony. And I was dying, but it wasn't a physical death. It was from the feeling of embarrassment and the shame I'd no doubt brought to my family.As the cheers for those who had successfully completed the ceremony calmed down, I suddenly felt all eyes flick towards me. I knew the moment they saw that I hadn't manifested my wolf, I saw their faces contort in a mix of confusion and disgust. I heard the High Priestess whispering some words as though they would enable me to suddenly manifest something I didn't possess. It wasn't that I didn'

They say a problem shared is a problem solved. A pretty dumb quote if you asked me. Because a problem shared was just one more people got to know about. I'd rather fix my own issues myself. I was trying and failing. Where was I even supposed to begin looking for my diary? Two days had gone by and I walked to classes nervously. My subconscious told me my secrets were already out in the open and everyone I walked past was staring at me, even when they weren't. I'd received a total of three notes from an anonymous sender claiming to be with my diary. During lunch I sat alone by a corner, perhaps if I blended well enough, no one would care enough to potentially ruin my life. I heard the clink of hells on the marbled floor and then the voice I'd already learnt to dread in just the few days I'd been in Crimson Claw.“Hello, Anaya. I hope you're doing well today?” Her voice made me want to throw up. I felt like I'd get diabetes just from listening too long. Her perfectly manicured hands

I don't know what it was. Instinct. Adrenalin. Pure luck. But in that moment, as my eyes locked on the ball speeding towards me, something snapped into place. My body moved on its own. I placed a leg back with my hands already reaching to catch it. In reality it all happened in a few seconds. But time moved slower for me. I caught the ball, the force only nudged me back slightly. “Oh my goodness, Anaya, are you okay?” Seth asked, grabbing my shoulders gently. I still felt a light humming sensation under my skin. I nodded without looking at him.I stared at the ball in my hands, twisting it, observing the details. And before I knew what I was doing, I was fully stepping into the playing field. The guys who had been practicing were watching now. One told me to just toss him the ball. “Pigeon, what are you doing?” I didn't have the answer to that myself. I looked up at the ring several feet away from where I stood. I took a deep breath, and without hesitation, I fixed my stance and