The Luna Queens Fight!

Birthday Mate Madness

Mal POV

-12 years later



Beep! Beep! Beep!

I fling my hand out from my blanket cocoon and reach blindly for that annoying thing. Anita got it for me when I accidentally overslept a few times and was late for school. I finally find it and smack it to turn it off.

Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Malisa but everyone calls me Mal. All the kids love it because of the Disney movie “Descendants”. It also doesn’t help that I love purple. I wear purple all the time not only because I love it but also for the pups. I am 5 foot 6 with long brown hair aside from purple highlights throughout. My eyes are a bright green that compliments my hair color. Today is my 18th birthday and I get to see if I can find my mate. It also means that I can go home now to my parents. Will they be proud of me?

“Don’t worry about it, Mal. Even if we don’t find our prince, we still can go home to Mom and Dad,” Gwenivere says to me. Gwen is my wolf and I got her on my 10th birthday. Alpha Fredrick let us go to the bunkers behind the pack house for my shift. We did this because we didn’t want anyone to know who I actually am by seeing my wolf. She is pure white with bright yellow eyes. My eyes would be a dead giveaway due to only the royal family having yellow eyes. Everyone in the pack just thinks I’m wolf-less. With that comes being shunned and bullied. I mainly get shoved around and called names. Before I was 16 I was great friends with the Alpha and Beta kids. After I “didn’t” shift, they turned on me. Oh, how I wish they could know the truth.

“You know we can’t do that Mal. I wish so too, so we can shut them up but we can’t,” Gwen tells me.

“I know Gwen. It’s just a wish,” I say to her.

“A very good wish. However, they will see soon enough that what they did was wrong and will be begging you for forgiveness,” Gwen says. Good point.

I roll myself out of bed and get ready for the day. I decide to wear a black tank top with a purple leather jacket over it. My pants are black leather paired with purple combat boots. I straighten my hair and apply a little makeup. Unlike most of the girls in the pack, I don’t like a lot of makeup. The cake face is not for me. Aunt Anita says I have the “badass” look.

“Sweetheart! Are you up?” Aunt Anita calls from down the hall. I walk out of my room to see her with her hands behind her back. Uh oh! What does she have?

“Yes, as you can see, Aunt Anita. What is behind your back?” I ask with caution. We normally pull pranks on each other and sometimes it ends with one of us wearing food of some kind. One time I walked out of the bathroom after a shower just to have flour dumped on me from a bucket above the door. I had to shower a second time and so did Maverick after I tackled him.

“Just your birthday present,” Aunt Anita says with a mischievous smile. Hmmm.. should I trust this or run? If it is a prank, I am already coming up with ideas for revenge. Hot pink dye in her shampoo since she has blonde hair and hates pink, squirrel in her room, or itching powder in her undies. That last one I could get Maverick also.

Aunt Anita pulls an envelope from behind her back and hands it to me. I slowly take it and cautiously open it hoping there isn’t a spider in it. Last time that happened I ended up on a chandelier pulling a Sia. Thankfully there is only a piece of paper in it. Thank the Goddess! When I unfold the paper, my eyes go wide.

“No freaking way! You got me a recording set up?” I ask loudly. I have always loved music. My songbook stays with me at all times. Another reason is that my mother gave it to me the day we had to flee the palace. I have a connection to music and feel all the emotions behind the notes.

“Yes, we did. It’s Fredrick, Maverick, and I’s gift to you sweetheart. We knew you’ve been wanting one and have been saving up for it,” Aunt Anita says as she hugs me.

“We can try the new song we are working on with it. I can’t wait,” Gwen says in my head.

“You and me both sister!” After I say this I feel her move to the back of my mind to rest. She also does this to prevent herself from being detected by the other wolves.

“Wait! Where’s Uncle Maverick?” It was only now I realized he wasn’t even in the house. He became a warrior to Silver Moon and does a border shift but that is in the afternoon.

“He had to go to the pack house to meet with Alpha Fredrick. Apparently, a Rogue got through last night near the pack house. They are interrogating him right now,” she tells me. When she looks at my facial expression she immediately says “He wasn’t here for you. Apparently, he was trying to steal some food for his family.” Whew!

“Thank you so much for the amazing birthday present. I have to go meet up with Hannah and get to school. I love you,” I say as I hug her. She has always been a second mother to me even before that fateful night. For as long as I can remember I have loved her like she was family.

I walk out of the house and head down the street. My best friend Hannah lives four houses down and is one of the only members of the pack who doesn’t treat me like I’m lower than an Omega. There is nothing wrong with Omegas. I get along with all of them and they are nice. Other than them, Hannah and Bryce are the only friends I have. That’s fine though because the number of friends isn’t important. It’s who is there for you and you can count on.

As I near her house I hear the sound of a vehicle and shouting coming up from behind me. The voice alone tells me it’s the jocks and among them is Peter. Peter is Alpha Fredrick’s son and next in line for the title. He is about 6’4'' and has his mom's dirty blonde hair paired with green eyes. Luna Brittany is one of the sweetest people I know. When I heard “freak show” be shouted out I knew it was him. Hopefully today he won’t do anything too bad. The truck speeds past me with more names being shouted out. I can’t wait to leave this place.

“Hey Mal! Was that the manwhore mobile?” Hannah asks as she walks off her front porch.

“What gave it away?” I ask giggling.

“The smell of skank in the air,” she says. We look at each other and burst out laughing. What would I do without this girl? I’m going to try to take her and Bryce with me when I leave.

“So are you excited to see if you can find your mate?” Hannah asks as we make our way to school.

“Yes and no; I have a feeling that he will reject me as soon as he sees me. Especially if he is from this pack,” I say. I’m not even sad about that possibility because of how everyone is here. Alpha Fredrick doesn’t even know about it. If I tell him it would just make it worse.

“Don’t think like that Hun! You never know. He may be head over heels for you as soon as he sees you,” Hannah replies with a far-off look. This girl is a hopeless romantic especially when it comes to mates. “By the way, happy birthday bish!”

I laugh, “Thank you. Happy birthday as well, Satine.” She looks at me with mock hurt with her hand over her heart.

“You did NOT just call me Satan!” She exclaims, leaning away for dramatic effect. This woman!

“No. I called you Satine, not Satan. There is a difference. You, my dear friend, are the female version.” I couldn’t help but laugh at her expression. It was a mix between offended and proud. She then smiles at me.

“I have taught you so well my child,” she says while wiping a fake tear. We both just start laughing as we continue our walk to school.

When we reach the parking lot, the most intoxicating scent reaches my nose. It’s a mixture of honeysuckle and rain.

“That’s our mate! Go find mate!” Gwen shouts as she is jumping around in excitement.

I follow the scent and it leads me to the jocks. Oh great! Here we go. They turn when they hear me approaching but only one pair of eyes catch mine. Peter Rollins can’t be my mate. He is my main tormentor. Well s**t!

Gwen takes over and says “Mate”. I see everyone’s shocked expression at what I said excluding Peter. Allison is hanging off his arm and glaring at me. She and Peter have been dating for about a year now and helps him make my life hell.

“Follow me. We need to talk,” Peter says and turns around heading to the trees.

“But baby! You don’t have to talk to the wolf-less slut,” Allison says in her nasally voice. Peter just looks at her and whispered something to her. Whatever it was made her smile.

As I follow Peter to the trees, I think about what is going to happen. The Moon Goddess came to me in a dream not too long ago and told me that if my mate rejected me, all I have to say is “Okay. I accept.” With me going by Benson as my last name she told me she made it acceptable to break the bond. The Moon Goddess doesn’t just let anyone be mates to a royal.

“Remember Mal. I’m with you every step of the way,” Gwen reassures me. I’m glad I have her as my wolf.

We get about 30 feet into the trees when Peter stops and turns towards me. The look on his face is anything but friendly.