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.

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

instinctively dreaded that her shrill screaming because

to marry, marry

 

she

first time, I was bold enough to eavesdrop on their

 

angrily, “Melissa is my baby, she’s only 18 this year! There’s no way I’m letting

my ear up to

door

is the only way right now. The Silver Mountain Pack up north is constantly starting fights, and the only one who can match them

name. Or, more accurately, everyone

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 of

me a hundred times harder than

object, “No. I won’t let

in the room too, and she choked back

told you, we can let that mute, Andrea,

a slave,” Michael

she’s our daughter on paper,”

 “Mom…”

 I was relieved to hear Melissa speaking again. Melissa was my best friend. She would defend

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

 I covered my mouth as

remaining, needing somewhere to vent. I needed to run, get out of this house that only saw me as a slave and an object

but my wolf, Andy, could made

went to the back of the house

my feet and calves, but I was numb

stream at the pack border before

I looked up and looked around in trance.

a terrible headache, and I

an unusual smell punched through the air, I couldn’t tell what kind of smell

some nice wine, cold

mind and relieved the headache I

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