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.

brought out of my thoughts, no matter how surreal this

through my side as one of them manages to cut into me, but

as I counter with a bite of my own, sending him flying. They aren’t that strong nor as fast as I

this, but it’s as if my instincts are taking over, guiding me to act as I am. When I slash

up and hesitating as they begin circling me tentatively.

turning to a wolf was easy, but would turning back be as simple? I feel the tug inside before I begin

draw myself

for my long hair and move. it over my breasts, surprised to see the cuff marks and

to wonder about that. Something similar happened to Sebastian after he shifted too, healing

my full height and crossing my legs slightly as I

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

chest. The moonlight seeps through the trees and two of the wolves back away whilst the middle one crouches down, and I see him shift back to human form whilst

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,

stands there fully naked, his muscular body is riddled 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 eyes glowing. “And why is that

not a rogue. How can you be so in touch with your wolf if you aren’t one

trees, hoping he isn’t coming back with

Alpha Zaia Toussaint, heir to the Crystal Shadow Pack and Alpha of the Dark Hollow Falls Pack,” I say clearly

it up. Thank you,” I add, quickly slipping on

Falls Pack, isn’t he?” the man says keenly as he too pulls on some trousers

currently handed me the title, as I am Blood Born…” I’m not sure if that was smart, but they clearly are more in tune with their wolves… would

lifting my shirt and showing them the symbol on the side of my breast before I pull it down again. “No wonder you

can we

need to learn and would like to learn from you. I have been

We are

you are

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

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

to realise that being in touch with our wolf side is a

them, we are treated like dogs! Driven to the edge of the city, chased away from shops and

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 a shifter, at true