Alpha Luna

Prologue

My name is Aria White. I have brown straight long hair and violet eyes, but I cover them up with brown contact lenses I'm sorta on the short side being at a 5'0 stature and I'm 18 years old with a not too thin and not too fat strong build and I am the first pureblood werewolf in a thousand years. What is that may you ask? Well, basically it's this all-powerful werewolf who has extraordinary powers and brings peace to the land and all that mumbo jumbo. How do I know this? Believe it or not, the moon goddess visited me in my dreams and told me I was. She trains me in my sleep, I've learned how to fight and use my powers. I have a long list of powers that you will discover along the way but a preview is: control elements, calm any creature, heal others but I prefer not to because it drains a lot out of me, and use the skills I've learned with the moon goddess to help wolves who are injured using vast amounts of knowledge taught to me by the moon goddess and many more. Not to brag or anything but, I'm cherished and loved by my pack members but I can't say the same for the two out of the three people I live with. I live with my greedy Uncle Ryan and his slut of a mate Victoria. I've lived with him ever since I could remember, always having to take care of myself, after my mother died of a rogue attack he was the next of kin so I had no other choice. I never knew my father, my Uncle tells me he left my mother and me before I was born or at a time where I wouldn't remember him. The only thing helping me get through life with them is their 3-year-old daughter Thalia. She is my light of day and would sacrifice everything for her. When she was born her parents did nothing for her but ignore her so I took the liberty of caring for her which earned me the right to be called Mommy and even called Mum by some of the pack members we rescued from packs that were attacked in the past by rogues, but as much as a person should, going through what I have with rogues and the constant attacks by them to my loved ones, I don't hold a grudge on rogues, I don't know why I just don't... My Uncle was never a good Alpha so around the same time Thalia was born which was three years ago I began taking care of the pack, I was 15 years old then. No one minded, the pack welcomed me and I've been trained by the moon goddess herself so I helped train our wolves as well, I was after all the strongest warrior in the pack. I had put everything concerning the pack under my name, so that meant the deed to the pack house, the bank accounts, who to call in an emergency at schools for the pack members, as far as I or the rest of the pack was concerned, I was the rightful heir to be named Alpha instead of my Uncle, he was too reckless, a drunkard who wouldn't take a second to sacrifice someone to save his own ass. But in the end, he was still my Uncle, and I didn't have the courage to challenge him to rightfully be called Alpha, so technically the pack must take orders from him if he sees fit, but they still address me as Alpha Luna or Mum, because I was their Alpha Luna and the only motherly figure for the pack members. I did not only take care of the pack as an Alpha but as a Luna as well. Our pack consisted of 30 males, we had no Elders or females in our pack besides me, Thalia, and Victoria. Our Elders were killed in rogue attacks one by one, and either our females died due to losing their mates in battle or moving to their mate's packs we met in our travels together as a pack to find mates for the unmated. We've lost quite a few of our men as well due to their mates dying in the midst of attacks. Victoria wasn't fit to do the job as Luna, so I stepped up and filled it. I clean, cook, and take care of the injured too, due to the lack of a pack doctor, but I filled that job with some help from the Moon Goddess. I didn't mind though, this pack was my family and I protect what's mine and I will see to it that they are protected.