His Scarred Luna

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My hand moved to my face, touching the scar that went from the outer corner of my eye to my chin. After my mother was killed, a rogue found me and only had the chance to leave this souvenir befor Beta Matthew killed him. Standing up from my seat, I walk towards her and stand next to her while she was stirring a mixture. “Sorry, it was nothing. The Alpha and I have it sorted.” So ‘mating day’ as my lovely best friend would like to call it, but I prefer ‘the moon goddess having a chance to screw you over’, is a day werewolves aged 18 and over have a chance to find their mate. After my parents death I ended up going to Keith’s family. Both the Alpha and Beta welcomed me into their homes but it would have been too difficult to live with them. Knowing that my parents died for them and their family, I would never been able to look them in the face without blaming them everyday but at the same time I know that my parents died in the line of duty and for any werewolf, that was the greatest honour. Lana was shorter than me, so when she fully turned into my hug, the top of her head came to my chin, she looked up, “Are you sure your 16?”

He starts tugging the tie, “Language and I know but I can’t help but worry. You may not be blood, but I do consider you to be my daughter.” I sit there listening to Keith drone on and on about ‘mate day’ when something cold falls over my head. I see it dripping down onto my tray and see it’s milk. I look up at him with a confused look on my face, “Tell me, why did you think we wouldn’t believe you?” So far I thought we were doing exceptionally well. We had two healthy, happy pups, a nice house, and we were surrounded by loving family and friends. Bile rose in my throat as I dropped the phone and took off running from the building, not sparing a second glance at the people gawking at me.

All Lana wanted to be a daughter who she could shop and dress up with but she ended up with damaged old me, but that didn’t stop Lana loving me and treating mine like her own. The only one who couldn't seem to get over the incident was Hazel, she was fourteen and still struggled with the nightmares. It was not uncommon for Grey and me to wake up to her crawling in bed with us.

I look up at my alpha with tears in my eyes, “Thank you alpha. You have no idea how much that means to me.” My room was a big room with an ensuite; when Richard and Lana took me in they wanted to make sure I gad everything.We get our lunch and make our way to our usual table, right next to the bins. We sit down, and Keith goes on about ‘mating day’. I don’t even know why he’s so excited, it’s not as if he’s going to find his mate. For most wolves, it takes a fair amount of time to find their mates, if we didn’t do this sort of shindig every year then it would become nearly impossible, so you can imagine how hard it is to find a mate for a gay guy. I grab his hand, “Richard, I’ll never forget the day my parents died, and I’ll mourn them for the rest of my days but I see how much it hurts you and Lana and after all the love you’ve shown me, I don’t want to hurt you anymore.” It'd always been bad but this, this was beyond anything else. They'd crossed a line, a line that I couldn't just wipe away and redraw. Pain, more pain than I thought physically possible.

Rolling my eyes, “I didn’t forget, it just doesn’t apply to me and I have to help with the service of the function remember?” When I didn't immediately answer she stormed into my room, her hair still ruffled from sleep, and yanked me out of bed by my hair. This was pretty standard punishment for not moving fast enough for her taste. I didn't make a sound, knowing it would only make her angrier

She notices that I’m standing at the door and she puts her spatula down, walks up to me and gives me a huge hug. I see Keith stepping forward, but I grab onto his hand, “Don’t you dare say anything, we’re going to be in deeper shit if we tell them.” The boys laughter echoed throughout the room as they closed the door. I forced myself up off the tiled floor and rushed to the bathroom, where my stomach emptied itself. You'd should've been up an hour ago you sorry, bitch", She shrieked, stalking towards me menacingly. Smiling at him, I don’t hug Richard, I always feel awkward, but I gave him one but by the look on his face, he was as surprised as I was.