Crimson Luna

Three

I stroll through the garden in the back of the pack house. Zane saw that my 'beautiful skin' was getting pale and allowed me to go outside. Now that I think about it, Zane isn't that bad of s mate. But, he could still be like the other ones.

I find a little area in the garden where there were a bunch of roses. I look at the variety of colors that were there. There was a red rose section, pink rose section, green, blue, and purple. I continue walking trying to get away from all of the bright colors. I then get to a section that was blocked off by a gate. Curiosity got the best of me and I went through. Instead of the bright, colorful roses, there were black and white ones. It looked like it was well kept.

"This is very relaxing." I say continuing to look around. I lay down on the grass and take a nice deep breath. My body relaxed as the smells of nature filled my nose. I open my eyes and see that there were trees towering over this section. I eventually drift to sleep. What can I say? I've been sleeping like this for most of my life.

"Shhh. Don't wake her." I hear Zane's voice say. I shift a bit but don't wake up. Something is laid over me and my head is put on something soft. I then hear footsteps leaving. Once I hear taht they are far away I open my eyes. There was a blanket over me and my head was on a pillow. I also noticed a note by my face.

My Beautiful Mate,

You look even cuter when your sleeping. I don't want you to catch a cold.

~Zane

I couldn't help but smile at the note. I shake my head getting rid of my smile. I can't smile at sweet gestures like this. He's just like all of the other ones that rejected you. Giving you sweet things because they think your the one for them. Once they they see who you really are, he's going to refect you faster than you got here.

"Why me?" I ask myself. I get up and go over to one of the rose bushes. I was about to pick one of the roses when I was stuck by one of the thorns. Even the most beautiful flowers have thorns. That's what my mother said before she died. She has a point. I start to head back to the pack house with the blanket and pillow. I wasn't fully through the door when Zane came rushing up to me. He took my hand and saw the blood.

"What happened?" He asked in a stern voice.

"Nothing. I just got stuck by a thorn." I say taking my hand away. I head to my room passing some of the pack members on the way. They greet me as Luna, not that I like that title. I finally get to my room and put the blanket and pillow on the floor. There was a knock on the door. When I didn't answer it was knocked down. Zane was standing in the doorway with a first aid kit.

"Let me see your hand." He said coming over to the bed. I hold my hand back not wanting him to touch me.

"N-no. I'm good." I stutter.

"Come one. I'm not going to hurt you." He says reaching for my hand. I lean back a bit more.

"I said, don't worry about it." I say a but sterner. He leans close to me once again.

"I wasn't giving you an option." He replies. I lean back and eventually fall of the bed backwards. My shirt raises up showing my stomach; the one thing I didn't want anyone to see. Why? Because it was covered in scars. Some old, some new. I quickly get up and pull down my shirt. "Crimson-"

"I said? I'm fine." I say looking down. I start to tear up. "Just leave me alone." He doesn't respond. He comes down to the floor with me and pulls me into a hug. I was a bit surprised by this action and didn't know what to do.

"I understand you don't want to talk about it. But keeping it in us bad as well. I don't want to see you hurt." He says to me.

"That's what they all say." I tell him. I feel him hug me tighter.

"If you say so, my Luna."