All Chapters of Daughter of the Moon: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I mustn't break; he was just waiting for me to make a mistake so he could punish me again. How many times had I been beaten? I'd lost count. Constantly starved, deprived of food, or else it was sold to me at a price I refused to pay.Tonight, there were guests at the estate. I'd been told that the heir, the future Alpha king, was one of them, and that he tolerated mistakes even less than the master of the estate. That if I made a mistake, he would show no mercy to this wolf less creature that I am.I closed my eyes and tried to calm my breathing. As always when I thought the moon goddess had deprived me of my wolf, a lump formed in my throat, and I breathed harder. Why, O Goddess, do you deprive me of my only chance to escape this hell? If my wolf were present, I could run away and live as a vagabond, living off my hunting, but no, I had nothing. I was forced to take vitamins to awaken my wolf, because, not having a wolf, even as a slave, was a disgrace to a people, but nothing helped.

I nodded and snuggled closer into his arms. I didn't understand why, but I felt so good, safe for once in my life.Man: Do you know your age?Angel: No,I replied with a resigned sigh.Man: How long has he been giving you the treatment?I thought to remember how long…Angel: It started two winters ago, a few days before the first snow, a few days before the autumn equinox, I think.Man: So that makes two years! You must be about twenty, that's good, it's not too late…I didn't understand.Angel: Too late?Man: He didn't teach you anything, did he?My eyes filled with tears, I signaled no.Man: It's alright, Angel. Not all wolves manifest at eighteen. Sometimes, a person can wait until they're twenty-one to have their wolf. It's rare, but it happens.Angel: And... what happens if... at twenty-one, the person doesn't have a wolf?I saw him smile gently.Man: We'll discuss that later. I need to check a few details. But what I do know is that the later the first transformation, the more pa

He kissed the tip of my nose and rested his forehead against mine.Alexander: You must be tired, my dear. Come on, I'll take you to bed... to sleep.I couldn't help but laugh, and this time I didn't hold him back. He looked at me tenderly and lifted me into his arms.Angel: Why won't you let me walk?Alexander: Hmm, you're barefoot, darling. Tomorrow, I'll find you some clothes and boots, but for now, off to bed.I wasn't sure I'd be able to sleep in the same bed as him, but I have to admit I slept like a baby. I woke up in the morning in an empty bed. Xander must have gotten up before me. He'd promised to find me some clothes. I looked at the desk next to the bed and saw a note. My heart sank; I couldn't read. I took the note anyway and smiled when I saw it. There was nothing written on it, just a drawing of me eating from a heart. Goodness, that man thinks of everything. I sat on the edge of the bed and saw the clothes he'd laid out on the bedroom chair. I got dressed, amazed to see

I saw the lady's eyes well up with tears, and she stammered.Agnes: Wh-how...?I stood up and turned my back to her, lifting my heavy hair. I heard a sob in her breath and faced her again.Angel: Is this the mark, Agnes?The woman, tears in her eyes, nodded.Angel: What... Evangeline, is that my name?I felt Xander join me and take my hand.Agnes: But, how is that possible? Evy, is that you? Oh, my Goddess, thank you, thank you, thank you.Agnes held me in her arms, and I felt someone else embrace us. I breathed in the air and smelled sweet waffles. I closed my eyes, letting the aroma wash over me. I knew Alexander was becoming aware of my memories at the same time as me, and I felt safe here, even though I didn't know anyone. I relaxed and had a fleeting image of Burt in a pink tutu with a fake magic wand. I couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. I looked into the man's eyes; I knew before I saw them that they were the color of melted chocolate.Evangeline: Uncle Burt...Bu

My father looked at him thoughtfully and asked,Drake: What kind of mistreatment did they give you?I stiffened in Xander’s arms and felt tears streaming down my cheeks. My body trembled all over, in shock, plunging me back into hell.Alexander: Gently, my angel, breathe gently, everything is alright, you are safe now.My father glanced alarmedly at Alex and asked,Drake: What did they do to her?Alex lifted my chin and gently kissed my trembling lips. I gasped in surprise; it was the first time he'd kissed me there.Alexander: But not the last, my Angel.Alexander: Would you like me to speak for you?I swallowed hard and nodded. He then went to his armchair, sat down, and pulled me onto his lap.Alexander: They started by taking away her identity... when I saw her memories, I could hardly believe it because it's... simply barbaric. Then, as she grew older, they began to beat her regularly, for the slightest reason, the smallest pretext. When the beatings weren't enough for them anymor