The Moon Child

Chapter 15

Hii everyone!! I know its been a long time since my last update and I'm really sorry about that. I hope you guys enjoy this part.
I decided to go a lil off hand about the casting. So many of you may not know most of these people, but I sure do hope you accept them though. And in any case feel free to let your imagination go wild and cast your own favorite actors and actresses as u read. And I'm always open to suggestions.
Introducing Surya as Kaiden Bremen.

Chapter dedicated to Nura14 cause she has been an amazing reader who wrote such sweet and inspiring comments for every single chapter so far. Thanks nura.

Po's PoV :

                When the Alpha said that I had to go to school, I thought it was more of an option. But then I was wrong. This pack always comes up with such bizarre ideas. I mean who the hell wants to go to school after ten years of no schooling. The last time I was in one, was when I was seven and I used to believe in unicorns and pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Peter was the only thing that had made my school interesting for me. Between princess training, self defense and other 'this and that ' classes I had never got the time to make new friends and Peter was the only one who really ever tried to squeeze himself in. So in conclusion I never really liked school and I still don't. But anyhow, I don't have much of a choice and the Coopers have been nothing but nice to me. Who else would have taken responsibility of a reckless seventeen year old other than the beta and his wife. And for that I'm more than greatful to them. So if they want me to go to school, then I will.

             I had just finished moving into the 'beta wing' of the pack house. It's nothing too  hectic, after all it was just me and my bag pack that had to be shifted.  The new room is much more lavish and beautiful than the guest room I was previously in. The room is painted a pleasant shade of purple with thick golden coloured drapes covering the elegant windows. All the furniture is well placed and made of Mahogany. A little too rich for my current taste, but resembles a lot like my bedroom in the Capitol.  There's a king size bed with really soft and comfortable bedding. It's such a shame that I will be hardly using it. I just can't fall asleep in a cozy bed after the long years without one. Maybe one day I will learn to pamper myself a bit more. To the right there's a door which opens into an elegant bathroom complete with all the necessary toiletries neatly stacked up on the shelves. After splashing my face with some cool water I dry off using a towel and walk back into the room. Though initially I didn't notice it, but though the room is spotlessly clean, its a little too musty in here. So I walk over to the window and pull the drapes aside and open up the window. A blast of fresh air and sunlight enters the room. Smiling to myself I stay there for a few seconds basking in the new kind of freedom and a new sense of belonging. I turn back to inspect the rest of the room when I notice the wall opposite to the window. The wall is purple like the rest of the room, but painted across it with glaze paint is a huge tree with many branches almost extending across the whole length of the wall. Under the tree are tiny depictions of wolves and men and many other ancient symbols and what appears to be a rather vivid imagination of the moon goddess herself. On the whole its so breath takingly beautiful, that I didn't realize I had company until someone clears their throat behind me. Startled, I turn around and see the Beta's wife.

             "Harry drew that on the wall. This was his room. Took him days to complete it. He loved to paint. Harry is...was my son." She says while fondly running her hands across the wall. I notice her eyes glistening with unshed tears. I lower my head in respect and try to console her.
"I'm sorry for your loss ma'am." I say with at most sincerity.
"Don't be dear. It's hardly your fault. And please call me Lisa." She says with a smile. My heart goes out to this women who reminds me greatly of my own mother. I try to lighten the mood a little.
"Thank you for taking me in. I promise you won't regret the decision." I tell her confidently. To this she smiles widly and gives me a hug.
"I know dear...I know." She pats my back gently and lets go. I stand there grinning a little awkwardly. She walks over to the walk in wardrobe and slides open the door revealing stacks of neatly arranged cloths and other things. She pulls out a black shirt and a pair of blue jeans and hands them over to me.
"I noticed that you don't have many cloths with you. So till you go out shopping for new ones you could may be use my son's. He was about your size and age when he...urmm...why don't you go try it on dear? And also there are a few boxes of unused sneakers and converse on the lower racks. Harry...he...loved to collect."  Though she chocked up on the last few words, she quickly pulled on a brave smiley face and ushered me into the bathroom.