Luna Abigail

Abigail's POV

My name is Abigail Stone-Goldmoon. I am the illegitimate child, but firstborn, of Beta Henrik Stone and his 'mistress' Mallory Goldmoon.

I am 5'8" tall, lean build, but with curves in the right places. My eyes are purple, my hair is silver, going down to my lower back, and my skin has a golden glow to it. Mom told me it was because of my magic. My mom wasn't really my father's mistress, because when he found his mate, she was already pregnant with me. Let's just say that Druella (his mate, and my stepmom) was not at all happy about this. She hates me to the core, just as much as I hate her and her stupid son, Simon—or Si as he is called.

When I was a kid, I didn't understand why I couldn't play with the other children. Everyone kept telling me I was different and dangerous, but I didn't look or feel any different. My father told me stories about my birth mom, and when I turned 5, she appeared in the wildflower field, at the end of the pack lands. That would become my happy place.

We played, read stories, and had a good time. She would come by every day, but would never cross the border into the pack lands. In the beginning, my dad would go with me, and make sure no one would try to mess with me there. After some time, he started to just take me, and then come get me after a few hours. These hours with my mom, whom I could talk to, vent to, and cry to, became the only thing that kept me going.

Everyone avoided me, and I was bullied in school, but I kept up with my grades. No one dared go against my 'brother' Si, the future beta and the future Alpha Daemon. Those two were the biggest tormentors of my daily life. They were everywhere and would only left me alone when my dad was present. He would not tolerate this behavior, he but couldn't do anything when he was not there. He also knew Druella mistreated me; but only when my dad was not around too.

I learned to hide my feelings at a very young age and be polite to people I didn't like at all.

The bullying, Druella's mistreatment, and the fact that Alpha Fenrir prohibited me from going deep into the pack lands was the reason I moved out of the pack house at age 18, and decided to live in the little cottage I inherited from my grandmother. She never liked Druella or Si very much, and would bring my birth mother up every chance she got or praise me for being a true leader. Let's just say that she and Druella had a strained relationship, but her ultimate defiance was to let me inherit everything from her. Among those things were a small fortune, the cottage, and her Chevy.

My dad would not win the 'Father of the Year' award soon, but he has always been a good dad to me. And even now, he still visits me once every week. He comes with groceries and my weekly allowance, even though Druella tries her best to stop him. He doesn't usually stay long because Druella will mind-link him to come home, but I treasure those small moments still.

Now you might ask; why would your dad let you move away from the safety of the pack house?

Well, that is easy to answer - because the pack hates me.

They all think I am an abomination because my mom was a witch. I am what is called a half-breed, and the pack highly looks down upon such an offspring here. You would think our Alpha would stop such nonsense, but he is the ringleader of this. His sister was reportedly killed by a dark witch and ever since that, he has had this hatred towards anything or anyone who is not a pure werewolf. Alpha Fenrir, of the Black Moon pack, was known for being insane, as well as for his strength and ferocity. His son, Daemon, was just like his father, and for this reason, he was not at all happy when he found out I was his mate.

-THREE YEARS EARLIER-

"Happy birthday, my darling daughter."

I was turning 18, which was a very important day for both a werewolf and a witch. I had gained my wolf, Galaxy, at midnight and we had shifted. To say she was beautiful was an understatement! She was beyond anything I had ever seen; pure silver with a purple hue. Her eyes swirled between silver and purple like mine, and all of my wolf abilities were extra amplified; my hearing, sight, smell, speed, and strength. And it was not only in my wolf's form that these abilities were amplified. I noticed everything was clearer and easier in human form as well; running, lifting, etc. And I could hear things I never heard before, not to mention being able to see even the smallest details.

It was a brand new world, but Galaxy assured me I would get used to it.

"Thanks, mom. I have had a good day so far, but this is amazing!" I replied.

We sat on either side of the pack border, so no one could fault my mom for trespassing. We were having lunch and teleported food back and forth. I was having such a good time!

"So, my darling, have you been practicing since our last lesson?" my mom asked. I rolled my eyes; even on my birthday, she wouldn't let go of my training, even though I've gained my wolf and have developed witch powers. My mom has been training me since my magic first began to manifest - when I was just five years old.

At first, we started with games, fun assignments, and minor puzzles. Later, she intensified my training, and today I have perfect control. "Yes, of course, I've practiced. I kind of knew you wouldn't let me have today off," I answered with a huff. My mom laughed at that.

"Sweetheart, you are a true witch princess. You need to have perfect control of your powers, wolf, and emotions." I nodded. I knew she was right. "I know, Mom. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound ungrateful!" Her face fell a bit. "That right there is your awful stepmother talking! You could not sound ungrateful, even if you tried, sweetheart." I blushed. "Awe, thanks, Mom." She smiled, and we ate in silence for a while.

Suddenly, Galaxy became restless in my mind. "Galaxy, what is it?" I asked her. 'Something is wrong,' she answered, but she didn't specify what was wrong.

Suddenly, pack warriors surrounded us. Alpha Fenrir stepped out with an evil glint in his eyes. "Well, well, well, Mallory, it's been far too long now." My mom rolled her eyes. "Not even close to long enough, Fenrir." He snarled, "That's Alpha Fenrir to you, witch." The last part was spat out.

"What's going on, Alpha?" I asked as politely as I could. He was pissing me off, and I wasn't the only one. Galaxy didn't like him either; she was growling in my mind.

Alpha Fenrir gave me an evil smile. "Oh, Abigail, I was made aware that you are turning 18 today, so I've prepared a little surprise for you." His voice was sickly sweet, and it gave me a bad feeling. The men grabbed both my mom and me and then dragged us to the pack house. The pack was gathered, and the energy was tense. "Black Moon pack. Today, Beta Henrik's daughter turns 18. This means she has her full witch powers, but she still lacks her wolf." Huh? I didn't lack my wolf. She was right here.

'I am blocking my aura for now, doll,' Galaxy told me, and I knew it was important to keep my mouth shut for the time being.

"This can only mean one thing," Alpha Fenrir continued, "She is a danger to us all, as is her mother, who invaded our pack lands and forcibly mated with our beloved Beta. For this, she must pay." At his words, my mother was dragged in front of everyone. A pack warrior kept his hands on my head and made sure my eyes were open at all times. Alpha Fenrir didn't want me to miss a thing.

"Mallory Goldmoon, you are sentenced to death by execution. Let this be a warning to all enemies of the werewolves. We will tolerate no one who tries to come and taint our blood, and we will not tolerate their offspring, either. I am sparing your daughter only because I respect my Beta, and he has assured me she is no threat. She will be excluded from the pack, living in a small cottage on the border of the pack lands, and is prohibited from going too far inside our lands ever again. Whether or not this will remain forever is up to my son Daemon; when he becomes Alpha in a few years, he will decide her future fate."

My mother was forced to the ground, but before they could kill her, she spoke to me in my mind, "Darling girl. Remember what I told you about the darkness? Never let it take over your heart! This pack is so ignorant, it will be their demise one day. But you, my daughter, are a light to the world. Follow Galaxy, and she will guide you. Keep your heart pure, and love will someday find you! You are the next Witch Queen, the girl of the prophecy. I am so proud of you, but my time is done. I foresaw this long before this day, and I chose to come, anyway. This is not your fault, and I will not let you blame yourself! Keep loving those who show you hate and ignorance. Love will always prevail."

She looked me in the eye, "I love you my darling, to the moon and back!" she said out loud, and then Alpha Fenrir ripped out her heart.

I didn't utter a word or even shed a tear. But I felt like my insides were on fire, and then someone just switched off my emotions. Galaxy had been pacing ever since we arrived at the pack house, and suddenly she yipped.

'Mate, mate, mate.' That couldn't be! I couldn't have a mate from this pack, or would someone go against the Alpha? My heart clenched when I saw Daemon stride towards me with disgust all over his face.

"You can't be my mate? Why would the Moon Goddess pair me with the pack abomination? You disgust me!" His words hurt, but I was numb from the execution of my mom.

"I, Daemon Fenrirson, future Alpha of Black Moon, reject you Abigail Stone-Goldmoon as my mate and Luna."

Galaxy whimpered in my mind from the lash of the rejection, but I would not let any of them see my hurt! I stood up straight and looked into Daemon's hateful eyes.

"And I, Abigail Stone-Goldmoon, hereby accept your rejection and withstand from ever being the Luna of this pack." I kept my face straight through the acceptance, turned, and walked away. I could hear Daemon fall to the ground from the impact of our bond fully breaking, but I kept walking.

Abigail's POV

The memories of that fateful day were still all too clear in my mind.

But I had kept my silent promise to my mom. I had never let the darkness take me, and I had grown even closer to Galaxy as time went on. We would go on daily runs together, practice our magic, and do our daily chores. Every day, I became stronger, and I noticed Galaxy was definitely bigger and stronger than any other wolf I'd ever seen. She is an old soul, but it suits me very well. We kept it to ourselves and were content with our own company.

Every day, we went to the wildflower field where my Mom and I used to meet, and where we had that fateful lunch together. In the middle, I had built a memorial for her; just a small token to remember her by - but something the pack would never recognize. It was really important for me to not forget her and make sure she was always near. Even though it has been three years since she was killed, I still miss her every day.

-So this is me; the shunned half-witch/half-she-wolf.-

The abomination and big secret of the Black Moon pack; the girl who will never fit in.

Tomorrow is Daemon's Alpha ceremony, and I am sure he is going to be looking for a reason to kill me on sight or banish me. Neither are options I will take, so I have packed all my belongings into two suitcases, a backpack, and a duffel bag. It's not much, but it's everything I have.

'Are you ready, Galaxy? I only need to say goodbye to my mom on the field.'

She hummed, 'Yeah, as ready as I'll ever be. I don't like how we are practically being forced to turn rogue, but I also know we can't stay here.'

I knew what she meant and not for the first time; I felt sorry for her to be stuck with a human like me.

'Don't you dare doll! I am honored to be your counterpart, and I love you very much. This is not your fault, and I will not have you take it on your shoulders again,' she huffed.

I couldn't help but chuckle at my sometimes stubborn-ass wolf. She was magnificent and my biggest supporter. I don't know where we will go, but anywhere away from here would be a pleasant change. Maybe in the human realm; where, maybe, I could hide what I am?

I dismissed the thought instantly. I am not willing to put either my magic or Galaxy away. Neither deserves that!

As I drew nearer to the field, I could hear talk and laughter. That was weird; no one from the pack ever came here because of the possibility of running into me. Nevertheless, I could hear people. I sniffed the air but didn't recognize their scent. There were children, but they could be from anywhere. I wouldn't know until I saw them because of their lack of wolves. So they were not from my pack. This explained a lot. Galaxy started growling in my mind, and I immediately caught a whiff of a rich stench.

Rouges!

I stop dead in my tracks and keep to the tree lines for now. The rouges crossed our border with no care in the world, and there are about fifteen of them. Their leader strode towards an older woman, who stood protecting a younger version of herself and a bunch of children.

Some of them were from my pack. I could tell because they looked just like their parents...

"Well, well. What do we have here, boys?" The leader yells to his mates. They grin in response. "If it isn't Luna Ornata in the flesh. What is the Luna of the Silver Mist pack doing here? And unprotected at that." He licks his lips and takes a step toward the group. Luna of Silver Mist? They are the absolute strongest pack in our realm, and that is saying something.

"Selwyn. What are you and your mutts doing here?" The Luna asked. Did she know him? Maybe he was an enemy and had followed them here.

"Luna Ornata, I would not let a chance of killing you and taking your daughter for my own go amiss," he smiled evilly at her. She narrows her eyes.

"You are not taking my daughter today, or any other day!" He raises an eyebrow at her.

Just when he was about to answer, I stepped out from the trees.

"You are not welcome here, rouge. Leave, and I will spare your lives." The men spun around and then burst into laughter.

"Go away, little girl. I am not after you." He simply stated.

But I was not going to let anything happen to our guests. I created a protective barrier around the women and children, now that I had created some space between the leader and Luna, by getting his attention.

"Yeah, you are not touching any of them," I said with a shrug. He looked confused, and then turned to grab the Luna, but was met with my barrier.

"WHAT DID YOU DO?" He roared. I smiled.

"Make sure you and your comrades here won't do something you'll regret. Leave and live, or stay and die. I don't care either way." Then I mind-link the pack and warn them of the threat before I shift into Galaxy. To say they were stunned was an understatement.