Luna opened her eyes the second she heard a gentle rustle.

The forest was nonetheless darkish, however she may virtually see the tip of the solar rays popping out from behind the farthest horizon.

Alert, her ears perked up immediately on the tiniest sound.

Even the slightest sound of tiptoes on a moist pile of leaves could not escape her discover.

Clutching a tree department sturdy sufficient to assist her weight, she felt her pupils dilate as she narrowed her eyes into slits. Her inexperienced eyes glowed like a cat’s.

She scanned the bottom round her whereas making an attempt onerous to not be seen.

Simply as she thought.

The werewolves had been right here.

Her blood boiled on the sight of 5 werewolves circling and sniffing round her neighborhood.

She needed to be cautious in her hiding place so she would not be caught.

She toned her rage down, gathered her invisible cape nearer to her physique, and climbed larger.

This was the tallest tree she may discover. In the event that they managed to comply with her to the highest then this could be the top.

Why the hell had been these bastards so good at monitoring within the first place?

Her complicated trails weren’t spectacular sufficient to present her per week’s reprieve.

Ever since she stepped foot out of the dual caves, her powers had began to weaken.

It solely took them twelve hours to get right here from there, simply sufficient time for her to relaxation and to assume she had already been given a head begin.

That they had been after her for ten days already.

Surprisingly, she discovered bizarre satisfaction in being a ache in any individual’s ass.

She hoped that their alpha was as pissed off at her as she was at them.

Luna could not imagine that one of many maidens who had promised their service to Goddess’s Artemis so as to defend the Sacred Valley, in change for immortality, betrayed her for a silly werewolf Alpha.

She wrinkled her nostril in disgust.

All the maidens had been supposed to stay virgin warriors, however Astarte had tarnished herself due to her involvement with a male.

All the different maidens adopted go well with, deeply enchanted by these werewolves’ virility which had been denied them for greater than a thousand years.

Pathetic.

With the bow of Artemis, the fountain of immortality, the maiden warriors, and the Sacred Valley–Luna’s complete kingdom–in the arms of the enemy, she had nowhere else to go.

When she realized she was excessive sufficient, she settled on the department, by chance knocking a useless stick–smaller than the dimensions of a match–of the tree. 

It took virtually 13 seconds earlier than it reached the bottom.

She cringed when she heard the werewolves howl and growl like loopy due to  her carelessness. They scratched the poor tree bark in addition to the bottom to mark her location.

It seemed like they had been itching to tear her into items with their canines and claws.

Her purpose in the mean time was to cross the border and journey once more for 1 / 4 mile or extra to the opposite aspect.

To the territory of the werewolves’ enemy.

The cold-blooded killers.

The undead.

The vampires.

And what higher plan was there then to befriend the enemy’s enemy?

She waited till the final werewolf was gone from her hideout tree, wishing that they might assume that she wasn’t there taking a look at them from above.

Luna known as for the Creator’s steering, praying that her powers, and the power that got here with it, would not disappear utterly.

She waited.

And waited.

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Edited by: RedPandaChick