I Am His Luna by Fanny Brook

For as long as I can remember, I’ve lived in a small kitchen utility room.

An adopted orphan can’t have a bed. When I was young, I slept under a low table. Melissa gave me her old mattress as she grew older, which was the only comfortable thing I had. 

Melissa was a year younger than me, and she was Alpha Michael and Luna Ellen’s daughter.

My mother was Alpha’s sister and Luna’s best friend, and she died giving birth to me. As of my father, I’ve never heard anything about him from Luna and Alpha. Not sure if he is dead. 

The Alpha took me in because of my alpha bloodline but they still blamed me for my mom’s death. Their hatred has caused me endless torture and bullying.

When I was four, I had to help in the kitchen. When I was tall enough to reach the bed, I had to help with the beddings. They’d beat me to half dead for the smallest mistakes I made, and cold leftovers would be too much to ask for sometimes.

I was never allowed to eat at the table, nor to say anything other than “sorry” and “yes” or they beat me. 

Luna once said that all I had to do was nod my head and pretend to be mute. 

My miserable life took a turn when Melissa turned five. 

She pleaded my case, and they gave me a chance to eat at the table like a pack member.

From then on, my life wasn’t a that terrible. 

Melissa introduces her friends to me. She also gave me comfortable clothes to wear.

She never see me as a slave. To Melissa’s friends, I was her elder sister.

Thanks to her, I had a glimmer of hope in this awful life.

I pushed away those thoughts, continuing to work.

I had to clean the house for the rest of the day. If Ellen were to found hair strand on the carpet tomorrow, she would strangle me.

I soaked the rag in water, then knelt on the ground to wipe the floor.

Summer evenings were always muggy. I tried to wipe the sweat off my brow, only to have dirty water from the rag splash on my face.

 It did cool me off a lot, though. Thank god for that.

 I tried to move slowly and be quiet so that I wouldn’t bump into anything that would disturb people resting in the room.

as I reached the floor of Alpha’s study, Ellen’s screams

instinctively dreaded that her shrill screaming because it always accompanies

 “If you want someone to marry,

Was she talking about

time, I was bold enough to eavesdrop

18 this year! There’s no way I’m letting her marry that notorious

my ear up to

Even with a door between us, I could smell the

say, “But a marriage alliance is the only way right now. The Silver Mountain Pack up north is constantly starting

knew that name. Or, more accurately, everyone knew who he

Moon Pack’s new Alpha. 22 years old, very

rumours that he was tough-build, muscular, and extremely violent. He enjoys slaughtering so much that the smell

couldn’t help but picture muscular man beating me a hundred times harder

“No. I won’t

the room too, and she choked back

we can let that mute, Andrea, take your place and

 “But she’s just a

so, she’s our daughter on paper,” Ellen

 “Mom…”

Melissa was my best friend. She would defend for me,

that monster. He’s not good enough for me. Andrea is just a maid in our family, so it’s appropriate for her to marry him. I don’t know if Alpha Enzo will like her though,

 I covered my mouth as

the work I had remaining, needing somewhere to vent. I needed to run, get out of this house that only saw

night, but my wolf, Andy, could made sure I was unhindered to

went to the back of the house and dashed through

and calves,

to the stream at the pack border before I finally stopped and took deep

 After a short break, I looked up and looked around in trance. I realized that I knew nothing about what

a terrible headache, and I didn’t know

smell punched through the air, I couldn’t

like some nice wine, cold

 The scent soothed my mind and