Luna for the Wrong Pack ('Luna' #2)

Chapter 10

-Three days later-

Sam, my mate, had claimed me. He claimed me and now I shared a room with him, a room in my family's house. My real family, Sierra, Dustin, Aubrey and Isaac. And now Sam too. Life. Is. Great.

I rolled out of bed quietly, trying not to wake sam. I made it out of his, well our, bed and slowly tip toed to the closet. Aubrey, Annabell and Montanna had taken me shopping for clothes so I had a full wordrobe now. Not that I minded, it was so much better than my old one. My old one was full of dark colors and every female in the entire pack had the same closet. 

It sucked.

After poking around in the closet for a few minutes I made my way out with the clothes I had picked, a light green tank with a black crop top that had "One of a kind" Written across it in green with a pair of dark wash skinny jeans and a pair of lace up brown boots. I walked quietly across the room to the en suite bath and closed the door behind me. I set down my clothes on the counter with two towels next to  them. Once the water was just right I peeled my pajamas off and slipped into the warm water. I sat for a few minutes, enjoying the warmth of the water on my skin, before scrubbing my hair and body. Once I felt clean, I cut the water off and reached out, snatching a towel from the counter and wrapping it around me before stepping out into the cool air. I made my way to the mirror and wiped away the steam with the back of my hand. My appearience was horrible, my hair hung around my face in wet clumps and my skin was a bright pink from the hot water. The only two things that I approved of were my eyes and my mark that I happily wore on my neck. My eyes looked huge, innocent almost, and they were their normal icey blue. My mark was a little spot, slightly lighter than my skin tone on my neck in the shape of a creasant moon.

Slowly I took the other towel as I bent over, flipping my hair down in my face, I wrapped the towel around my hair and squeezed as much water out of it as I could then stood up straight and looked back in the mirror. Better. Now my skin wasn't as pink and my hair was hidden behind the second towl, so I looked okay.

I took my hair down to let it air dry as I rubbed the towel over my body to dry myself off, then slipped into my clothes and pulled my brush through my hair getting the knots out. I applied a little bit of eyeliner and mascara before turning on my heels and slipping out of the room.

Before leaving, I left a note on the bed where I had been sleeping. The note read: "Hey don't freak. I just wanted to go out for a walk in the woods. I'll be back soon, if not come find me." And then a winkie face. I smirked at my work then carefully made my way up the stairs and through the house. Stepping outside I took in  a deep breathe of fresh air then burst into a run towrads and through the woods. I ran for a long time until I came to the clearing where I had learned about my Gift.

I hadn't used my Gift since that day, but I hadn't had a reason to after all. That didn't mean I didnt neep practice though.

Carefully I burned away the grass and dirt until I had a small area cleared out and burned down to a small hole. I went over and get a bucket I had brottem over a few days befor, then filled it with water from the stream. I came back to my hole and filled it with water then poured lava into it to make a stone bottom. I wasn't as good with lava as I was just plain fire yet, but I was getting there. Now I filled it with lava, I had made a lava lake.

I smiled down at my creation, proud of it. Sitting there I felt the warmth comming from it against my skin, it was nice.

Then suddenly claws were digging into my arm and I was thrown into the air above my creation. A scream racked my body, but I was to horrified to scream. I couldn''t move; I couldn't make a noise; I couldn't even use my gift. Someone was holding me by my right ankle, my hair a few inches from the lava, a few longer strands getting the tips scorched. I winced slightly, as much as I could for being paralyzed from fear.

The scarriest part was I couldn't see who was the person holding me upside down, most likely about to kill me.

"I see you've discovered your power. Too bad you betrayed us, you're own pack. You're own family. You should be killed. But that's against my orders, Mutt." I knew exactly who this was. I would never forget his cold voice full of hatred. This was Marcus, my old ex father, the alpha of the pack I abandoned, the man that always hated me more than anything or anyone else.

But who could be more powerfull than Marcus?

Play innocent Cassie. It's your only chance to live now.

"W- what!? Daddy! Daddy I missed you so much! I was so lost and confused!' I squeaked out as he walked off, away from the house, still holding me by my ankle.

"Don't! I've been watching you and I know damn well that you met them, that you betrayed us! You were to kill them! Not get fucking marked by one of them and start living in their house! Not to come play tea party in their play house and have them teach you about your damned fucking Gift!" Marcus boomed. This was how he spoke to me before, when he punished me.

Then he stopped and held me out infront of him and punched me hard in the gut. I gasped for air and clinged to my stomache. Somehow now I could use my gift and without thinking I burned his hand that was holding my ankle, him yelling out a string of curse words as he dropped me on my head.

I winced as the world went black and numb.