The Abused Luna

chapter 7

Aurora POV:

But his parents, Todd and mainly aunt Benny, who used to be one of my mom’s best friend, hated me to the core, like everyone, from that fateful day.

She never left a chance to taunt me till now. It hurts too bad, as she was one of those who adored and loved me, the most when I was little, when my mom was alive and with me.

I really wish that I had my mom with me now. Not because I wanted others to treat me better.

Just because I wanted to feel her warmth and lovely words, that could heal my invisible wounds, that all the members of my pack gave me, some knowingly and some unknowingly, all these years.

When I was thinking about my dear mom Lily, I felt a hand being placed, on my left shoulder.

I stilled in fear. I didn't want to deal with any of my tormentors for now. Atleast just for today.

Turning around, I found that it was aunt Tara, the beta female of our pack.

She used to be my mom’s best friend too, from their childhood. They both came from the same pack.

Aunt Tara is the only one who still treats me the same as before.

Seeing my sure, red eyes due to my crying, she held my hand and took me to the place away from the crowd, where only low ranking wolves were present, away from the prying eyes.

“Rory dear” that word was my melting point. I hugged her as if she was my life saving grace and my life depended on her and cried my eyes out.

In a way, she was my saving and guardian angel, all these years. She gave me clothes, foods and medicines and sometimes even money for me to eat outside.

She applied medicine to my bruises and even took me to the pack hospital, when I had a broken arm, when the girls pushed me, from the top of the stairs.

Since I was not in a better shape, even my werewolf genes didn’t help me in my quick healing.

I had even low level of healing powers than an average human being.

She gently patted on my back and ran her hands up and down on my injured back in a soothing manner, which lightly made my wounded heart to feel the warmth of my mom.

I hugged her even tighter and buried myself in her chest and sniffled lightly.

“There there sweet heart…..I was searching for you, from the evening and here you are crying, the moment you see me, instead of giving me one of your brightest smiles” Aunt Tara cooed me like she does when I was a child.

I stopped crying and my cries reduced to small hiccups by now.

“Are you going to look me and talk about what bothers you now babygirl” she asked me, to which I only nodded in negative.

I don’t want to come out of her safe and warm embrace, which reminds me of my mom, whom I miss the more, right at this moment.

My mom gave me the nickname Rory. She used to call me that.

So when Aunt Tara called me by my nickname, all my memories I had with my mom came rushing back, making me unable to control my emotions.

After some time had passed, I slowly came out of her embrace and looked up at her smiling face.

Aunt Tara looked as beautiful as she was when I was a kid.

The years did a good number on her and increased her mature beauty.

“Now….Look who decided to come out of their little hiding place…..It’s my little bunny” she said and brushed the tip of my nose with her index finger.

I gave her my genuine smile, which I am using after a long time.

She wiped my tear stained face with her handkerchief and smoothened my unruly hairs.

“ I was looking for you, to give this to you” she said and took a medium sized box from her son Fredrick’s hand.

Only then, I noticed that he stood there for quite a some time and might also have seen me breaking down and crying in his mother’s arms.

I began to squirm in my place. Seeing my condition, aunt Tara spoke up.

“Oh….don't bother about him. Treat him as air and imagine only I was here with you baby girl” she said and waved her hands at her son in a dismissing way, to which, her son Fredrick only snorted and went away giving me an unreadable look.

which he would give me some time, while passing by me.

“ what is this Aunt Tara” I asked to her.

To which, she only wiggled her eyebrows and motioned for me to open it, with her eyes.

She being her own self, looked more excited to see my expression when I open the box, given by her.

I opened the white colored box with a violet colored satin ribbon sitting on the top.

I pulled the white strings of the ribbon and it came undone quickly.

Lifting the box’s cover, I was both shocked and surprised to see the contents that was lying inside it.

The box contained the most beautiful dress, I had even seen, in my entire life.

I reached out my shaking hands to touch it. The fiber of the dress looked and felt so smooth. It must be of satin fiber. It was of a light lavender colored one.

The dress was a knee length flowing type dress with a silver belt in the mid rib.

It looked simple without any stone works or glittering works but it looked so beautiful. It’s simple and elegant. Just like the ones I like.

I looked up at aunt Tara with tear filled eyes.

“Now baby girl. You should not thank your aunt Tara with your tear stained face.

It’s bad manners….come on….be a good little girl and give me your bright smile, which I was yearning for” She said and wiped my already flowing tears.

Only then I found out that, I was really crying again.

I nodded and wiped the remaining tears with the sleeve of my shirt.

I then gave her a big smile as if I was smiling at my mom Lily. In a way aunt Tara too was like mom as she took care of me secretly many times, when no one was there for me.

“This my gift for your 18th birthday which is tomorrow….did you thought that I had forgotten you birthday. Never dear.

Tomorrow my baby girl is going to be a big girl. And if the moon goddess blessed you, you might have the chance to find your mate tomorrow itself. “ she said and kissed my forehead.

“Mmm….how I wished that you could be mates with atleast either of my sons. How I wished and prayed the moon goddess for you to be my daughter-in-law, all these years.

But neither of my sons and me were fortunate enough to have you as our daughter in-law of our family.

As both Fredrick and Frank had already passed their 18th birthday and found out that you were not their mate” She said and looked a little low.

Hearing aunt Tara saying this, I too wished how would it be if I was the mate of either of her sons.

Both Fredrick and Frank never laid their hands on me. Though Frank was mostly out of the town for his studies and business. But he too, never raised a hand on me all these years.

But I can’t say anything about their sister Perry though. She used to be my best friend when I was a child. We were inseparable.

But she too like others changed and tormented me, but emotionally and mentally with her actions and words.

I lost my one and only best friend on that fateful day too.

Aunt Tara's sweet voice broke my trance suddenly.

“Did you look at this chain dear Rory” saying this, aunt Tara fetched a silver colored chain from inside the box she gave me before.

The chain was too beautiful. It has a small rose pendant like a dot with a single red stone in the middle of it.

“Your mom Lily and I used to have a pendant chain like this, when we were teenagers.

Your mom picked it up for the both of us. So I personally make sure to search and ordered the similar looking one.

I just made a small adjustment by placing the red stone in the middle of it for extra beauty. “ Aunt Tara said making me again cry in how thoughtful she was about me and my feelings.

“I know you miss her my dear baby girl. That’s why I bought this in memory of your mother Lily.

Because she loved red rose flowers the most, out of all her favorite flowers.” Saying this Aunt Tara took the chain out of its box and clasped the hook around my neck.

The silver chain looked too beautiful and my mom’s name Lily was engraved on the back of the rose flower pendant.

The chain was thin and it’s pendant laid on the center of my collar bone.

Since I usually wear high neck tops, I am sure that I can hide this chain from other prying eyes.

As I can’t afford to lose this….not now….And ever.

This is the most precious gift I got, till now and it will be, in the future too.

I swear to myself, that I will treasure this chain with my life, as it was like the last memory of my mom Lily.

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