58
Lucy
After Dagon left, I hardly left Yvonne’s quarters. The few times I saw pack members were when they came in to be treated for various injuries. They were all rude to Yvonne more often than not, but they tended to simply glare at me.
“Fucking half-breed,” one of them hissed at me as they passed and left the room.
Yvonne hummed as she mixed a potion and settled onto the couch beside me. “Seems like the news has gotten around about your change in status.”
I smiled at her. “I’m okay with that.”
“How are you feeling? I know all of this has happened pretty quickly.”
I looked down at the stack of books on the table that I should be studying and shook my head.
“I feel like I should feel more, but I really… don’t. I just feel kind of relieved that maybe… this will all be over soon.”
She smiled. “Knowing my brother? You’ll be out of here by the end of the month. Any thoughts about where you want to go?”
“Nowhere nearby… I don’t want to run into anyone I knew before again.” I shuddered. “Somewhere… warmer would be nice.”
She nodded. “Well, if you head south, you’ll be in witch and human territory pretty quickly. I mean, just on the other side of Blood Moon and Black Moon are beaches and warm sand…”
I smiled. “I’ve never been to a beach.”
She groaned. “We have got to get you to one then! Oh, there’s a Supernatural Academy just on the other side of the wolf territories. They do hybrid coursework, so maybe you could go there… at least until you finish your general education?”
I nodded. “That sounds good.”
She grinned. “You’ll probably be so happy on the beach. You won’t want to live anywhere that doesn’t have a beach.”
I chuckled as another knock sounded on the door. I gathered the books up and scurried towards my little room. It was small, but it was bigger than the room I’d lived in for most of my life, and the door closed. Now that I had a magical crystal, I could use the lights easier, and I didn’t have to worry about anyone coming in.
I relaxed into the seat. My eyes felt heavy as I thought more about it. It felt a lot like I had barely slept at all between the headaches and all the stuff with Dagon.
I shook my head and opened the small tablet that Yvonne was letting me borrow until Dagon could get me one and navigated to the orientation page of the supernatural curriculum. The crest of the Supernatural Council appeared, and as I stared at it, I got a blinding headache.
My head pounded. It was like a spike had been driven into my head, but I saw the shadowed face of a man. I heard him panting.
“Just hold on. We’re almost there.”
The crest vanished and revealed a navigation menu as the headache started to fade. I took a deep breath and reached for one of the potions Yvonne had given me for these headaches.
When it started to ease, I opened the videos and started to take notes. They started by explaining all the known supernatural races and how they governed themselves. Then, they got to the SCF and how they did their jobs. I was surprised to know that most of the supernatural world was hidden with barriers created by witches.
I frowned and took note of the races mentioned. Tony said there were angels, but the slides didn’t mention them or demons. I would have to ask Yvonne about that.
Then, it went on to explain the division of territory across the continents and something that they called portals. I blinked, watching the explanation, and was completely fascinated. I took another note about what going through a portal must feel like. I’d heard of airplanes, but it would be so much easier if people could enter a portal in one city and come out in another city anywhere in the world within a few seconds.
A knock sounded on the door, and I pressed pause. “Yes?”
Yvonne leaned in with a wry smile. “You have a visitor.”
I frowned and stood, peeking around her to see their nanny. I smiled at her and waved her in. “Come in. How are you?”
She smiled tensely. She looked tired as she sat on the edge of my bed. She looked at Yvonne.
“I trust I can speak to my luna alone?” She asked, and my stomach twisted.
Yvonne quirked an eyebrow and looked at me. “What do you say, Miss Graves?”
The nanny glared at her.
“I’m… not luna,” I said stiffly. “But I’ll be okay. Thank you, Yvonne.”
Yvonne glanced at the nanny one last time before leaving. The nanny took my hand and pulled me to sit beside her.
“Luna, I don’t understand what’s going on,” she said. “You were so happy with the alphas.”
I flinched, pulling away from her. “My name is Lucy, and I’m not your luna.”
She set her jaw and looked at my neck. “That half-witch doctor has been meddling with things she can’t possibly understand.”
She reached for my hand again, squeezing. “I know you have a kind heart, Lucy. And I know the boys can be a little intense, but they care for you. No matter what anyone says to you, you know that they just want what’s best for you. I know you came from the human world, but you’re a werewolf.”
I swallowed and tried to pull away again, but she tightened her grip.
“Let me explain,” she said. “A luna is meant to make an alpha happy. It’s to keep his temper even when dealing with matters of the pack. The Blue Moon Pack has been without a luna for so long… having one again, even if you are a half-breed, has been so great. Right now, they’re so angry. They treated you so well. Would it really be so difficult to stop this?”
My stomach churned, and I tried to pull away. I saw in her eyes something I recognized in my adoptive parents. They didn’t care about my feelings. They only cared about themselves. My eyes pricked with tears.
Her gaze softened. “See, you know what I’m saying is true. You know that witch has done something to you. Was it a potion? A spell? So many people want to destroy Blue Moon, and you’re so young… it’s so obvious that they’d go through you.”
She stood and tried to pull me to my feet. “Come with me. Your alphas can fix—”
I pulled my hand free of her and turned away, feeling like I was going to be sick.
“They are not my alphas,” I said. “I don’t have alphas.”
I looked up at her.
She shook her head. “Matt told me that you were having morning sickness. You’re not showing yet, but think of your—”
“I’m not pregnant,” I said.
She blinked as if she couldn’t understand what I was saying, then shook her head.
“Well, it’s just a matter of time. Think of how happy you’ll be with—”
“I don’t want children,” I said firmly. “And… I’d really like you to leave now.”
She gasped, drawing back. “But Luna—”
“I’m not your luna,” I said. My eyes burning. “I don’t want children. I don’t want to pretend to be your luna. I don’t want any of it. I didn’t want to be at that auction. I didn’t want to be here, but they brought me here, and I had nowhere else to go.”
She clenched her fist. “You’re home is here. You won’t have to worry about anything but making them happy, caring for your children… Isn’t that enough? Your wolf wants that even if you think you don’t.”
Tears slipped down my cheeks. “Please get out.”
She huffed and shook her head. “That woman has done something to you. I’m going to tell our alphas about this—”
“Get out!” I shouted, not wanting to hear anything else she had to say.
She set her jaw but inclined her head. “As you wish, Luna.”
I flinched at the word. It felt heavier every time she used it, but as soon as she closed the door behind her, I bent forward. Tears sliding down my face.
Why did it seem like no one cared to listen to what I was saying? These people who didn’t even know me…
I set my jaw and looked across the room at my books and the paused video. It was my only way out.
So I stood, went back to the desk, and pressed play.
Log in with Google Account
Chapters
Favorite
Settings
