Dear Diary,
I may or may not have forgotten to tell you about me. The real me. Not the funny, sarcastic Luna that you think you know, but the deep feelings inside. Wow, I'm so corny. Anyway. SEE! YOU SEE, I AM NEVER SERIOUS. Sigh. Here we go. I used to be in the Moonstone Pack. Where my orphan brother and I lived, he hit me, my mate rejected me and I ran away. I was living on the street for 3 months before my current pack -the Crescent Pack- claimed me as an alpha and a member of the CCC. Convince, Comply and Compound. So now I'm here, being kick ass and happy, writing in this diary. I'm not weak, hopeless, ugly or anything else they said. :)
~ Mia
I put down the pen. It felt great to let that out.
I sent out a mental note to everyone, Hey, pack meeting in the living room. Ten minutes. As I waited for everyone, I studied my feather tattoo and my CCC tattoo.
"Hey Luna!" Jake screamed, I nearly fell off the couch.
"Quiet down, silly," I pushed him, lightly.
"Yes Luna," he bowed.
"I told you not to bow and not to call me Luna," I replied. He shrugged and looked away.
"Mia, I'm here with Harry," Anna walked in.
"Thanks, sis."
"Sister's for life," we hugged each other. What? We haven't hugged in like a week, I live off unicorns, rainbows and hugs.
"Where's my hug?" Harry and Nate said in union.
"Right here!" I pulled them into a group hug, " Now for the important part." Everyone dropped their smiles and got serious.
"We have gotten an invitation to help train the Moonstone Pack," my voice cracked as I said it.
"Luna, are you OK?" Nate asked. I burst into tears. Immediately, Anna pulled me into a hug, letting me cry into her shoulder.
"Shhhh. It's OK," she patted my head. I could feel everyone's stare, none of them had seen me cry, before.
My wolf, Jill tried to calm me down too, Mia, we don't need him. or any of them. They hurt us both, but look where we are now. You know what? Jill's -or I'm- right.
"I'm fine," I wiped my eyes and stood tall. They can't hurt me and they never will.
***
"Let's go!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. Everyone climbed down the stairs, looking kick ass in black leather, studs and spikes. I was no exception. My black hair was down with a pin holding my bangs out my face, I was wearing a navy blue leather jacket, a pair of jeans and a white tank top.
We took off, on my three motorcycles. Yup, three. I rode alone, while Anna and Jake rode together and Nate and Harry were paired together. Talk about embarrassing. As soon as we were in the territory my wolf went crazy.
Mate! Mate! MATE!!!!! she -or I- screamed. I rolled my eyes. I couldn't help but to feel a small ache in my heart, but I quickly buckled those feelings away.
I heard whispers. Most of them were one of these:
"Who are they?"
"Is that the pack that's going to train us? They're so small."
"Those girls are probably so hot."
"Damnnnnn! That guy is so hot!"
I did a mental face palm. Did they only care about looks? Duh eff?! I must reference my sister: OMG! LOL! You gotta say leh, you ridiculous as hell.
You ready? Anna asked.
Yeah. We took off our helmets all at once. I heard a lot of gasps, lots of 'em. I shook out my hair like a model, threw a wink at a random guy and stood there like a boss! I think? Guess who walked up to me. My ex-mate, Adrian and his object, Kayla.
"Name?" he asked.
I flipped my hair, "Mia Claire." I walked toward my pack.
"Mia Idesia?" Kayla looked at me with wide eyes.
"Mia Claire, and this is my family," I pointed to the rest of the pack.
"No, I'm your family!" James yelled. Oh dear. Someone's gonna get hurt and it won't be me.
"I'm sorry. I don't talk to abusive brothers," I dug my nails into my palm. There were alot of oh's and ooo's.
"You don't speak to the Beta in that way," Adrian spoke in an alpha voice.
"You see Adrain, I'm a Luna, meaning I can talk to a beta the I want to."
"No, you couldn't be," Kayla spoke up.
"You want a bet?" I raised an eyebrow.
"That's enough, Mia," Anna pulled me away.
"You're lucky she's my sister and I trust her, or else you would have been my lunch," I growled at her. Kayla hid behind Adrian. I shot daggers with my eyes, he may have rejected me but he didn't claim anyone else yet, so I could read his thoughts or slip into his head at any random time.
"Come on, Mia," Jake pulled me away to calm down. We walked a few blocks away, so no one could hear us.
"What was that about?" Nate asked.
"Nothing," I crossed my arms over my chest.
"Um, there's something going on, 'I don't talk to abusive brothers?'" Harry pointed out.
"Tell us, please," Anna gave me puppy dog eyes.
"Fine. Mind chat only," I whispered.
I used to be in this pack. James used to hit me, Adrian rejected me and I couldn't take it. I ran away and lived on the street for a few months before I found you guys. You changed me into who I am now. A strong and independent woman. I look away while saying this. Nobody knew except my diary. Anna started tearing up and Nate pulled me into a hug.
"That's terrible," Jake scratched the pavement.
"Those jerks!" Harry kicked at the pebbles on the ground. Anna grabbed my wrists. she rolled up the sleeves of my leather jacket, revealing the white scars of cuts on my arms. My feather tattoo covered up the scars on my left wrist.
"I'm gonna kill the people that hurt you," they all said in union.
"No! It was bad yes but I have one more thing to tell you. To get money I had to sell my blood to-to vampires," I put my head down in shame. That's one of the most shameful things to do as a werewolf, selling blood. Werewolf blood is the vampire cocaine equivalent.
"Really?" Anna asked. I nodded, lifting up my hair, showing the slight scars of fangs on my neck.
"They took from my neck and wrists. That's why I have the cuts on my right wrist. My left was well, emotional pain." I felt a sharp pain in my chest, like someone was ripping my heart out. I let out a scream. The connection between Adrian and I faded away. He had claimed someone else. The pain faded away but I still laid on the pavement, crying.
No more rainbows, unicorns, hugs or prom. My heart was ripped away from me, along with my happiness.
