The Unlikely Luna

Chapter Two

I walked out the door and headed down the stairs to the front door. We live on the third floor of the packhouse, with Alpha and his family on the fifth floor, and Beta’s family on the fourth. The second floor consists of guest rooms and the main floor has a communal area, dining room, kitchen, theater, and game room for all the pack members to use and enjoy.

I got to the door and there was my best friend, Angelica, standing there waiting for me. She is one of the Omegas that work and live in the packhouse. She is shorter than me at 5’5”, with long black hair and the biggest brown eyes.

“Come on,” she said. “We are going to be late if we don’t get moving!”

Luckily, the high school is just down the street, a 10-minute walk from the packhouse. She looked at me and saw the new bruise on my face.

“Paul being a d**k again this morning?” she asked, with a worried look on her face.

“When isn’t he being a d**k?” I said sarcastically. I did not have time this morning to try and cover up the new bruise.

“When are you going to get away from him?” Angelica asked.

“As soon as I turn 18 and get my wolf. Then I am leaving the pack and going to Nana’s pack in California.” I said with hope in my voice. “I have just a few more weeks to put up with his hell, and then I’m gone.”

Blood Stone Pack is a decent size pack, with 500 members. We are in central Colorado, along the Rockies, an hour north of Denver. We are a strong pack considering our size, especially since Alpha Zane wants everyone to train and be in their top form in case we would ever be attacked by rouges. Rouge attacks have been picking up here lately, at least one attack a week. But fortunately, we have been holding them back, with no pack losses.

The pack consists of the five-story packhouse, training grounds and building, warrior house, our school, a nice shopping center with shops and restaurants, and numerous homes that the pack members live in. A lot of the members work in the shops and restaurants, but many of them work in the city.

We got to school, and Rocky was standing there outside, by the trees, waiting for us to show up. Rocky is Angelica’s cousin and is one of our best upcoming warriors in the pack. He’s taller than me, standing at 6’3”, built like a god, with shoulder-length blonde hair and the most beautiful dark blue eyes that a girl can get lost in. He just turned 18 a couple of weeks ago and hasn’t found his mate yet. He is hoping that I will be his mate when I turn 18 soon. Rocky has had the biggest crush on me since first grade.

“Good morning, ladies,” he said as he put his arms around the both of us. “How are we this lovely morning?”

Angelica looked at me and sighed, “Would be a good morning if Tovi’s stepfather would keep his hands to himself and quit using her as a punching bag.”

Rocky stopped, gently grabbed my chin, and turned my head so he could see the bruise on the side of my face. He growled and had a pissed off look on his face.

“One of these days, that fucker is going to get what he has coming. Especially when he thinks it is ok to put his hands on an Omega, and a female at it. Does Alpha Zane and Luna Morgan know?”

“No, they do not. I was told not to tell anyone, but obviously, it’s hard not to when he leaves marks on my face and broken bones. It’s hard to heal when I don’t have my wolf yet.”

“Well, soon, you will be able to leave the apartment and start living your life like a normal wolf.” He said, hugging me.

We walked into the school and headed to our respective lockers. Mine is just down the hall from our future Alpha, Corbin, and as always, he is surrounded by the popular girls in the school. My brother is standing next to him, since he is the next Gamma when he turns 18. I nodded my head at my brother and went to get my books out of my locker.

“EW! Bjorn, how can you stand living with a nasty Omega in your apartment?” Chelsea, Beta’s daughter, asked my brother. “I’m surprised that your dad continues to let her live with you all. She needs to know her place and be down with the other disgusting Omegas!”

Bjorn looked at her with disgust, and growled at her, “Better watch what you say, Chelsea. That is my sister, and she is a great person. Just because she is an Omega doesn’t mean that she is nasty at all!”

I love it when my brother sticks up for me! He, Angelica, Rocky, and the head Omega, Mrs. Smith, all stick up for me.

“Well, when I become the Luna, the Omegas are getting kicked out and can live in the old warehouse on the other side of the pack.” She huffs, “because I don’t want them to make the packhouse nasty with their status. The only time they are allowed in the packhouse is to do their chores and cook food for the pack!”

Corbin looks at her and scoffs. “Who says that you will become my Luna? Only my mate will become my Luna.”

Chelsea’s birthday is the same day as mine, so she doesn’t know that she is Corbin’s mate for now. Right now, she is just his slutty girlfriend who wears dresses that are too short and shows so much cleavage that I swear that her t**s are about to fall out.

“Oh, I’m pretty sure that we are mates, Corbin.” She says, wrapping her arms around Corbin’s waist and batting her long, fake eyelashes at him.

“We’ll see,” He says.

The bell rings and I head to my first class, which is History. We go over the werewolf history and learn about the laws of the werewolves. I am fascinated by the class and love learning the difference between all the laws, from blackmail to stealing another one’s mate to murder. Corbin and his gang are in my first class, so Chelsea does everything in her power to make me miserable in the class. She is one of my main bullies in school, along with my sister and her cronies.

I take my seat over by the window, so I can admire the view and beauty of the mountains close by. Corbin, Chelsea, and their gang sit in the back. Chelsea walks past me, knocking my books off my desk.

“Oops! My bad! NOT!” She says and starts laughing. Everyone starts laughing with her. She sits a couple of desks back and scoots over to Corbin. He just rolls his eyes at her.

“All right class, that is enough!” Mr. Peterson, my history teacher, says. “Everyone turn to page 98 in your history book!”

Everyone groaned and did exactly what he asked.

Chelsea leans forward and whispers in my ear, “You seriously think that you are Miss Hot s**t there, Tovi? You are nothing but a worthless Omega that will be alone for the rest of your life. Omegas do not deserve mates. They are only good to be our slaves and produce more Omegas to serve us.”

I don’t know how she is getting this kind of thinking, since her parents, Beta Richard and his mate, Margo, are wonderful people. It is because she is the youngest and only girl in the family of six. Her oldest brother, Ritchie, will be the next Beta and he is at Beta training right now. Her other two brothers are Delta warriors and are the best fighters in the pack.

The rest of the morning goes by fast, and suddenly, it’s lunchtime. I headed to the cafeteria to meet up with Angelica and Rocky. I grab a bowl of chili and some fries and sit down at a table with my two besties.

We were having an enjoyable time, laughing, and joking around, when suddenly, I felt something hot being poured over my head and onto my clothes. I turned around and Chelsea was standing there with an empty bowl in her hands and a smirk on her face.

“Oops, I must have tripped.” She said, laughing. “But you Omegas should be used to being dirty and nasty all the time.”

I turned around in my seat, grabbed my bowl of chili, stood up, and dumped it on top of her head. Everyone gasped. Several of the Omegas started laughing, taking pictures of her, with a fuming look on her face.

“f**k you, cunt!” I spoke. At least I wear the chili better than what you can.” I said, smiling.

Chelsea was fuming and started to scream. “f*****g b***h!! WHO THE f**k DO YOU THINK ARE!!! YOU ARE A NOBODY!! WAIT UNTIL YOUR STEPFATHER HEARS ABOUT THIS!!”

Oh s**t!!! I’m in for another ass beating when I get home this afternoon.