I Am His Luna by Fanny Brook

Chapter 1

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.

the floor of Alpha’s study, Ellen’s screams pierced my eardrums through the

her shrill screaming because

someone to marry, marry

 

Was she talking about

the thought. For the first time, I was bold enough to eavesdrop on

 

continued angrily, “Melissa is my baby, she’s only 18 this year! There’s no way I’m letting her marry that notorious Alpha who know nothing other

 I pressed my ear up to the

also in the room. Even with a door between us, I could smell the strong

north is constantly starting fights, and the only one who can match them

Weiss. I knew that name. Or, more accurately, everyone knew who

 He was the Cold Moon Pack’s new

muscular, and extremely violent. He enjoys slaughtering so much that the smell of fresh blood has grown on to

man beating me

won’t let Melissa suffer through this!”

room too, and she choked back her sobs. “Mom,

that mute, Andrea, take your place and marry

a slave,”

our daughter

 “Mom…”

speaking again. Melissa was my best friend.

our family, so it’s appropriate for her to marry him. I don’t know if Alpha Enzo

mouth as my vision darkened around

run, get out of this house that only saw me as a slave

my wolf, Andy, could made sure

the back of the house

my feet and calves, but I was numb

ran 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

a terrible headache, and I

air, I couldn’t

some nice wine,

 The scent soothed my mind and relieved the

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