The Protected Luna

The sting from the past

⚠️⚠️⚠️ Disclaimer: Like the Rejected Luna, The Protected Luna has been written by me and has not been copied plagiarized or stolen from any other story or author. Similarities are purely coincidental all ideas are original their place of origin-my creative well established mind.

Shannon
Start counting your days
Don't listen to your heart
I am coming for you
Let me say my part
I hope I am missed
Our family needs to know
I have got to stay
You have got to go
You sit upon your throne
Corruption in the line
I am coming home
To claim what is mine
                                             ~€¥€~

I read the note five times. Five times my eyes landed on the €¥€ my heartbeat quickened, my breath hitched in my throat and my fingers trembled while I clutched the paper in my hand, the words taunting me like a child evading his mother, calling him in from a day of playing outside. Victoria was on edge and I could feel her stress on top of my own.

Brett tried to calm us down but it was of no use. Memories flashed before my eyes and blinded me like a magnifying glass under the sun. I felt as though I was suffocating despite having all the air I needed. Beads of sweat rolled down my neck and soaked my clothes, my hands felt clammy and hot despite the temperature in the room. 17 degrees. I felt like I was in an oven.

Sitting on the bed I brought my knees to my chest and rocked to and fro while rubbing my temples to ease the throbbing sensation I felt there. Brett watched me from his place next to the window, overlooking the forest, his silver eyes clouded with worry and distress. Like all mates, Brett and Wyatt could feel the anxiety, the unrest that Victoria and I felt through the mate bond.

He approached me and I looked up at him, tears in my eyes.
"We shouldn't have done it Brett," I whispered.
"Shannon we had no choice. It was for his own good," he told me. "If we didn't do it, he would've hurt himself and others. We did what we thought was right."

"We should've thought about the consequences of what we were doing. This happened years ago and now it's coming back to haunt us," I sobbed. "He didn't deserve it!"
"It's not about what he did or didn't deserve Shannon. It was for his wellbeing, his safety. What do you think would've happened if we kept him here?" Brett asked clasping my shoulders.

"I could've reasoned with him. I knew what he was going through. We did what we did all because of some silly oracle?" I asked angrily as I climbed off the bed and went to sit at the window.
Brett walked up to me and tucked a finger under my chin and tilted my head up to look at him.

"The oracle has never been wrong Shannon. Would you have rather kept him here despite the oracle's prediction and risked it coming true and we couldn't have done anything about it?" he asked gently. "I didn't want that just as much as you, but it was either losing our entire pack or doing what we did to ensure everyone's safety."

I stood and walked to the closet to get clothes to take a bath. My mind was not my own and if I continued to dwell on the letter and the past I'd be driven mad. Like Dimitri and Everice I sweated a lot and when I sweat I could never sleep properly. Cold water  tonight. Placing my clothes on the bed I walked  into the bathroom with my towel hanging over my shoulder.

Start counting your days
Don't listen to your heart
I am coming for you
Let me say my part
I hope I am missed
Our family needs to know
I have got to stay
You have got to go
You sit upon your throne
Corruption in the line
I am coming home
To claim what is mine
                                             ~€¥€~    

While the frigid water flowed down my back, my mind drifted back to the letter.  'Start counting your days, I hope I am missed, I have got to stay, you have got to go, I am coming home, to claim what is mine.' Those six lines were what bothered me the most. That letter wasn't meant for Dimitri. It was meant for Brett and I.

Picking up the vanilla soap bar I lathered some on my skin. The water was freezing, I could hardly feel the cold water raining down on my skin. I picked up my razor and listlessly began shaving under my arm. But my mind was too preoccupied with those disturbing thoughts and I ended up cutting myself.

The sting was barely noticed. After ten minutes or so I turned off the faucet and wrapped myself in my towel. Stepping outside I picked up my clothes and went to change. The cold breeze from the AC unit made me feel slightly better. I might catch a cold sooner or later because of it.

Brett was sitting at the coffee table sipping a glass of whiskey when I emerged wearing a thin black lingerie, drying my thick, dark brown hair. Brett looked up and saw me and smiled.
"You're looking better than how you looked before. Did the shower help?" he asked finishing the whiskey in one sip.

"Mmm it helped a little I suppose," I said smiling slightly.
The last thing I wanted was to upset my mate, he was stressed out just like me regarding the letter and he didn't need any more. Putting the towel down, I placed myself on his lap and straddled him, his eyes perky and curious.

Running my fingers through his hair I captured his lips with mine. He groaned and wrapped his arms around me and brought me closer to him for a longer, deeper kiss. When it was spent I slowly climbed off of him and went to the bed and slid under the covers.

It was late and we had a long day today, making preparations for the Romanian Obeisance Event. An event held every three years on the night of the Lunar Eclipse where the sun, earth and the moon come into line, causing the moon to be overshadowed by the earth. A phenomenal sight.

The Romanian Obeisance Event was an event for packs from everywhere to come together to celebrate peace and unity. To forgive, to make truces, to initiate relations, alliances and allegiances. Fighting amongst packs, making untrue accusations, stirring up conflicts and shifting to challenge any alpha for his territory was not to be tolerated.

There was no discrimination at this event and everyone who was a werewolf was welcome, even rouges, provided they deliver a blood sample, a promise that they would not cause disruptions or violate the rules. Failure to adhere to the rules would result in severe punishment.

The Obeisance was a place of reverence and peace. It was free territory. With both of us now under the covers we switched off the lights, prepared to get some sleep. The Obeisance was in three days time and we had to make preparations. Every Alpha and Luna had to contribute a gift or token to signify their pack.

"Goodnight my love, sleep well," Brett kissed me on my neck and wrapped his arm around my waist. I sighed and turned my body to face him and kissed him passionately on his lips while slinging my left right leg over his right leg. It's been such a long time since Brett and I had intimate moments such as this. After our makeout session we settled down to sleep. Tomorrow will be a long day.