I Am The Luna

A Run In

ZAIA. I spin around, there’s no one in sight, but I can smell them. It smells like… ash and metal? It’s a strange combination, and it’s getting stronger.

My own senses are heightened, and I let out a deadly growl, warning them that I’m not afraid of them. The sound that leaves me shocks even myself, but it gives me the confidence to raise my head and snarl once more.

One… two… three growls follow, and I realise there’s more than one rogue out there. Well, worst-case scenario, I will have to run, but that is if things get worse and there’s no option.

I watch as they slink out of the shadows, ready to attack. All three have dark fur, but I can’t be sure as they are rather dirty. Their eyes are glowing menacingly, but looking at them properly, I realise they aren’t much bigger than I can take them if I need to!

I almost chuckle at that. When did I ever think I’d be so confident in a wolf fight? We stare at one another. What do I do? Do I shift? No… If they attack me at that time, I’ll be dead…

Suddenly the middle one leaps at me, and I jump to the side, sending him flying over to where I had been standing moments earlier, but it doesn’t stop him from trying again. He growls viciously, turning as the other two lunge at me.

I snarl, feeling my aura surge forward and it’s like second nature. I bite into one of their necks, throwing them to the ground as I barrel into the second.

I growl at them, swiping the first one to the ground, shocked when my claws rip through flesh, drawing blood and he’s thrown to the ground. I must be dreaming, yes that must be it.

I dreamt I shifted and now I have turned into the Scarlett Beast. This can’t be happening! The stench of blood hits my nose, making it all the more real.

three re-group, snarling at me, and I’m brought out of my thoughts, no matter how surreal this feels. I am in

as one of them manages to

let out a menacing growl as I counter with a bite of my own, sending him flying.

me enough time to get some words in. I’m not a pro at this, but it’s as if my instincts are taking over, guiding me to act as

tentatively. This is my chance. I force myself

go. Last time I couldn’t even hold my wolf form for long, this time turning to a wolf was easy, but would turning back be as simple? I

wolves seem to exchange looks as I draw myself up,

to see the cuff marks and the bite

is not the time to wonder about that. Something similar happened to Sebastian after he

demand to speak to you,” I say, firmly drawing myself to my full height and crossing my legs slightly as I turn sideways wishing I had

and I realise it’s the one that attacked first. Is he the leader? My eyes blaze as I

the trees and two of the wolves back away whilst the middle one crouches down,

of them do decide to attack. I know I should have been more careful, and it would have been better if I had someone with me. On the other hand, I think they are more prone to not attack if I’m

with scars and his hair looks like it’s been through a lot, styled back in messy braids. “Who are you?” he asks sharply, his

and one with your wolf, yet you are not a rogue. How can you be so in touch with your wolf if you

glance towards the trees,

Shadow Pack and Alpha of the Dark Hollow Falls Pack,” I say clearly as the wolf returns and places a piece of clothing

look at it in surprise, quickly picking it up. Thank you,” I add, quickly slipping on the slightly

the Alpha of the Dark Hollow Falls Pack, isn’t he?” the man says keenly as he too pulls on some trousers that

the title, as I am Blood Born…” I’m not sure if that was

my shirt and showing them the symbol on the side

can we talk?”

would like to learn from you. I have been

is. We are

I don’t think you

to assess me or what I’m saying. “Why do you wish to talk to us?” he asks.

who consider themselves werewolves, but are pretty much measly humans?” He scoffs. “We want nothing to do with the likes of them. They may think that they are superior and call us rogues. But we are the true packs, we are the true alphas! In what way

with our wolf side is a blessing, to call them back to the path of our

To them, we are treated like dogs! Driven to the edge of the city, chased away from shops and schools. Why should we

say quietly. His eyes darken as he closes the gap between us, balling his fists. “The only reason I am tolerating you is because you are