The Moon's Fate

Chapter 1

Three days. That's how long it's been since I've slept.

If I was human I'm pretty sure I would be dead or passed out by now.

Sometimes I wish my life was not as messed up as it is, but they say that the goddess does everything for a reason. I just hope that she remembered me in her plan.

I need a break. I'm exhausted and so is my wolf. If I remember correctly from all those years of lessons that my fantastic father made me endure, there is a small town in about five miles. If I remember correctly then there is a pack not to far from it. That could be an issue, but what other choice do I have.

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I stop just shy of a road, hidden by the thick forest and shift out of my wolf. I slip off my backpack full of everything that I own and pull out my worn black jeans and army green sweatshirt and slip them on. I pull out my old leather boots and tug them on before closing my bag. Once I make it look like I haven't spent the last three days running through trees, I sling my backpack over my shoulders and emerge from the cover of the trees.

The road is clear. To the right it is!

I'm ready for sleep, and food. Food is always good.

The buildings of the town begin to come into view. I can make out a bakery, hotel, courthouse, boutique, and library. This looks good enough for a few days, same as any other place.

There are about twenty people walking between shops or just enjoying the one of the last fall days. A few send me a smile, but most just stare. Different place, same looks. People always pick out the new person or outsider. If only they knew how different I really was from them. I internally let out a whisper of a laugh.

I can't tell you how long its been since I really laughed. Its almost as if I never have. Being on your own for so long breaks you. It takes away everything that you look forward to in life. Most wolves are out finding their mates at 18 and here I am in some random town trying to stay hidden so that my pack can't find me.

'why are you running from your pack?' 'your pack is like family!'

I've heard it all. My pack was family. I mean my Dad is the Alpha!

But that didn't stop him from chaining me to a pole with a silver collar and letting the pack go at me. I was only 13. I had only been shifted for a few months. I was an early shifter. You can blame it on the alpha blood that courses through my veins or you can call it the grace of the moon. Whatever you blame it on, I shifted the earliest a wolf can. Most shift between 13 and 16. Females typically older. One thing is for sure though. If I had been put through that before I shifted, I wouldn't be here today. I would be on the moon with my mother.

I loved my mother, and her me. If the bond that we had wasn't enough to show that then her laying down her life protecting me more than covers it.

Tears are rolling down my cheeks. It pains me to think of that time still. I lost everything. My mother, my father, my pack, and my home.

It was not long after my 12th birthday. Close to three months I think. We were out for a run. I always loved going on runs with mom. She would let me ride on her back while she ran through the woods. It always felt like I was flying. That day dad was busy and told us to go ahead and start, that he would catch up to. Mom went ahead and shifted so that I could climb on. I always listened, and hoped right on. Something felt off. It was like someone was calling out to me. Saying my name to get my attention. I should have said something. I should have stopped up. We were attacked by rogues close to the lake that we were going to wait for dad at. Mom told me to run. It was like something pulled my. I was running for my life when I felt it. I had just entered the clearing around the pack house when it was like someone stabbed me. The bond broke. Dad couldn't get to her in time and she died at the hands of rogues.

Dad shut off for awhile after that. It just wasn't the same. HE had half of his soul taken away from him. He was broken, as the rest of us were losing our luna and mother.

He started to treat me different, to be shorter. Then he started to blame me. He tricked the pack into believe that it was my fault, that I conspired with the rouges. then the day came when he had enough. I though that I was going to die. My wolf just kept telling me that It was all going to be alright and to just hold on. We were collared with silver and beat into unconsciousness. I honestly thought that I was going to die. If it wasn't for the guard that released the collar telling me to run and handing me a bag full of food, clothes, supplies, and enough cash to get away until I got on my feet. I am certain that I would be with my mother right now.

The hotel is now infront of me. I just need a place to collapse for a few days.

I walk in the doors and see the desk on my right.

"Hi sweetie! What can we do for ya?" the nice lady standing behind the counter with graying hair kindly ask me.

"Just one bed" I muster up a smile.

"You sure?"

"Yes ma'am"

"So you don't want to speak with our Alpha then?"

Say what now!?

"Its alright sweetie. I wont tell, you look harmless enough. We can talk more in the morning. Call me Sally by the way." the lady walks around the counter. "lets get you on up into a room. You look like you need the rest"

I give a small nod trying to process everything that has just happened.

What have I gotten myself into. What am I going to do. I have no idea whose land I am on or how they tolerate rouges.

I can only hope I make it out of this alive.

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