Loving Luna - a reverse harem story

PROLOGUE Small. Blonde. Vulnerable. Mine. The words hit me like blows one at a time. A sharp inhalation and rough grunt next to me tell me they felt it too. Not mine. Ours. We weren’t old enough to act on it. I don’t even think we were at an age that we could even process it. That was ok. It didn’t have to make sense. It didn’t have to be now. But it would be happening. With her. With us. Run rabbit run run run. CHAPTER ONE RINI POV I had had a lot of shitty mornings in my 17 years on Earth, but today was pretty up there for one of the worst. I woke up to freezing cold water being poured over my body, followed quickly by flour and deep manly chuckles. “Rise and shine little rabbit,” crooned the deepest voice. “We’re hungry.” Taking several calming breaths I kept my eyes shut. Praying to a Goddess that had long abandoned me to give me just ONE goddamn day of peace. “Are you tired?” Asked another voice, this one rough like sand paper. “Shall I fetch more water?” The third asked. “Bring the clippers.” My eyes shot open at that and I rolled away from them, jumping to my feet, my useless weak arms raising in defence. Lyall, the almost Alpha leant against the doorframe of the attic - my bedroom - and smirked. His blue eyes watched me predatorily. “Oh you’re awake? How wonderful. Since you’re up it’s breakfast time.” I chanced a quick look at my night stand and saw it was 4 in the morning. “It’s 4 in the morning,” I blurted before I could stop myself. Lyall took two steps towards me and my heart rate picked up. He was moving casually but only an i***t couldn’t see that every part of him screamed DANGER DANGER. “We’re hungry,” he said softly. “And it looks like you’re ready to start the day. Am I wrong?” His dark blue eyes dared me to challenge him, to talk back and give him a reason to punish me. “No.” I said softly, clenching my fists behind my back. “Smart choice,” Ralph and Rafe said at once. Lyall’s twin cousins and beta’s. I should bow my head in submission, should probably get on my knees and wait until they leave my room like a respectful, sweet little human… but I couldn’t help myself. I was neither respectful nor sweet. “I need to change, get out please.” I only added the please at the end so I could feign politeness if they tried to write me up. Ralph stepped forward, his red gold hair falling across his face so only one green eye could be seen. “And miss the show?” “No thanks,” Rafe finished, coming to stand next to his twin, his smirk identical. “Although the opening act is quite tempting.” I looked down to see my white sleep shirt was now see through and plastered to my wet body. I was not wearing a bra and of course the girls thought it was appropriate to say hello, perking up at their gaze. Oh freaking hell. This was new. The torment was standard and had been for as long as I could remember, but this sinister s****l edge that was now filling the room? No that was very new. I grabbed the pillow closest to me and covered my almost naked body from their sight, cheeks flaming red. Lyall hadn’t moved at all but his presence seemed to suffocate the room. With his tan arms crossed over his chest, his body was a sculpture of muscled perfection. I hated him for it. Hated them all for how beautiful they were. For how often they made sure I knew I was NOT. “Unless you want sweat and flour on your pancakes, please leave my room so I can shower and change. I’ll be quick.” A spicy scent wafted through the air that I couldn’t recognise and within a blink Lyall was suddenly right in front of me. Rough hands cupped my arms with such gentleness my brain temporarily short circuited. “Beg me.” “W-what?” Two more bodies appeared on either side of me, boxing me in, the heat rising. “Are you deaf?” They asked together. Lyall ignored them completed, tracing my full lips with two fingers, flickers of violet spearing through his eyes. “Beg me.” My heart was getting dangerously close to combusting and I was in total sensory overload. I couldn’t think and my breathing was starting to be laboured. What the hell was going on? Was this some new level of torture they had dreamed up? Didn’t they have anything better to do at 4 in the goddamn morning?! “Alpha!” A voice called in the distance, pulling all three of their attention away from me. Taking advantage of their distraction I pushed past them and sprinted out of my room. I may not have their brute strength, superior hearing or sight, but there was yet to be a human or shifter that I had met that could catch me once I got going. A rich chuckle followed me out of the room. “Run little rabbit.” “Run run run,” finished the twins. I made it to the bathroom and locked the door, my breaths heaving as I leant against the door. What the actual f**k was going on? * I showered quickly, worried they might break the door down and upload a naked photo of me to social media. They had never done anything like that before… but they had also never acted the way they had this morning either. I had known all three of them for as long as I could remember. The story went that Alpha Randolph of the Rising Moon pack found me wandering the woods as a little girl. I had no wounds but I was naked, covered in blood, unable to talk and part feral. The Luna had always wanted a daughter and thinking I was a pup, the Alpha took me in. His brother had recently died in the war and he was raising his nephew and his twin boys so figured a small girl wouldn’t be much trouble. They got me therapy, provided me with everything I needed but no matter what, years passed and I never gave any signs or scent that I would one day shift, and it became apparent to me from 12 years old that I was definitely not a shifter and because of that, I was useless. Alpha Randolph and Luna Arley weren’t totally heartless though. Many in the pack wanted to kick me out and leave me to my own devices as only shifter breeds were allowed to live with the pack or be exposed to the shifter world, but they fought for me and instead I became the pack b***h. Well that’s what I call it. Reality was I became the live in maid for the Alpha and glorified babysitter for the pups. They sent me to the local high school with Lyall and the twins but I never fit in and in all the years I had been there I had made approximately one friend. That was the hardest part about being other. I was never welcome with the pack but the humans were smart enough to know I wasn’t really one of them either. It also didn’t help that the shifters and humans shared the same school and Lyall, Rafe and Ralph were the most popular guys. This meant that I was person non grata to the student body as the trio made it quite clear what an absolute loser I was. I guess I should be grateful, because I lived with them they had some sense of obligation to me so they never let anyone actually hurt me aside from shoulder barging and being pushed into lockers. Lucky me.