The Scarred Luna (On Hold)

Chapter 1

"Journey, wake up." A voice says and hands shake my body. I try to dive back into the peaceful blanket of darkness but the shaking continues. "Journey." The voice calls my name irritably. With a sigh, I pop my eye open to see my father by my side, his eyes empty as he stares back at me. "School." Is all he says before leaving me alone in my room.

I reluctantly rise from my warm sanctuary, the warmth from my little piece of heaven instantly leaves body. I shiver against the chilling morning air. Though I knew each morning I would regret it, I always fall asleep in shorts and a t-shirt. Just to face Winter's wrath every time I wake up. I growl at nothing as I make my way to the bathroom. The lights flicker on when I hit the switch. I'm immediately greeted my not so pleasing reflection. My naturally tan skin was paled, my hazelnut hair was a disheveled mess on the top of my head, and my baby blue eyes seemed hollow.

A shower. Yes, that's what I needed. I quickly turn the water on and brush my teeth while I wait for the water to become hot. When it's finally shower ready, I strip and jump into the heavenly water that beats against my skin. I felt good. I sigh in content when I feel the steam from the hot water wrap around me. But, my amazing shower was cut short when I heard my alarm go off. Meaning I had twenty minutes left before I had to leave. Groaning, I drag myself out of the shower and throw a towel around my body. I grumble all the way to my closet.

I had to wear something a little nicer than usual. It was my first day at Bane High after all. So, I finally decide on a pair of ripped up black skinny jeans and a too big light blue sweater. The sleeves of the sweater proceeding past most of my hand. Satasfied with the crap I threw on, I head back into my bathroom. My tan skin finally had returned it's natural glow and my eyes looked alive again. I run a brush through my hair a few times before just leaving it down. It tumbles past my shoulders and down to my mid-back area. I maneuver my side bang just enough so it's covering the corner of my right eye. Looking pretty okay, I make my way downstairs.

"Hi, Dad." I greet my father. He gives me a nod before shuffling back to his room. I sigh and grab a piece of toast out of the coven.

I wish I could hate my father for never really being there for me but I can't. No one can blame him for how he is. My father, you see, lost his mate. My mother who was killed before his very eyes by a pack of rogues. It was inhumane. My father saw the life drain from his mate's eyes. His one and only. His other half. His true love. Stolen. Murdered. And I secretly loathe the beast in me that's related somehow to those monsters. I curse the Moon Goddess for ripping away my happiness. For ripping my mother away from me along with my father. But, I know that there's nothing that cursing her will do so, I tried to imagine the pain my father went through myself. The pain my mother went through as she was being torn to shreds by those monsters. My painful past is told by the story on my arm. The reason why I rarely wear short sleeves.

I dealt though. I fixed my problems. Things didn't get better but never got worse. So, now here I am. Starting at a new school because some assholes decided to burn down my other one. So not only are the jerks who taunted me at my old school at my new school but now I have to deal with the fact that there will most likely be more to add on to the plate of dickweeds. "Bye, Dad." I say in a louder voice before I'm out the door.

Unlike most of my fellow werewolves, I don't have a car to drive and I rather not take the bus so I walk. I don't mind it, though. Winter is my favorite season. When I was little I used to dream of meeting my mate when it was winter. He would recognize me as his mate and then the snow would fall in the most romantic way possible. And blah blah blah blah. Now, I know that I'm probably going to be one of those wolves who never finds their mate. They die incomplete. I didn't care though. I've heard of stories where wolves are rejected by their mate and I personally don't want to go though that. Sighing, I plug my ear buds into my ear and crank my music up. Chandelier by Sia starts to play and I watch the trees as I walk past them and the children who play without a care in the world.

Then, all too soon, I arrive at my new Hell.

Bane High.

A/N: Hi everyone! This is my new story. Sorry if it's a little rough and too short. I had a perfect chapter 1 and then Wattpad deleted it. Wtf Wattpad? Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this story and I thank y'all for reading it! I will post almost everyday if I can and when I have time. Again, thank you guys! Bye~

Vote

Read

Comment