Rejecting the Future Moon Goddess

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e fluffy tail he wags before me. Alex stays just out of my reach - as always - his tongue lolling from the right side of his muz

stern, angry eyes bear down on me, making me stop in my tracks as a small spark of fear buds insi

so strict with me, why I feel like they hate me. With Alex being only eight years older than me at fifteen, I always felt like he is the favourite of the two of us. From the food he receives to the gifts given,

ate.” My mother Jasmine Blake states, rolling her eyes and standing next to my father. Alex lets out a sigh and licks my face, motioning towards the house and silently telling me he

should be his job to protect his family.” I argue back, upset at feeling lik

sh hitting my cheeks brings me to the reality my mother has just slapped me.

r, disappointment mixed in with his angry gaze as he continues to stare down at me. I hate both of them. I hate their unfair trea

s behind me and rush towards where I can feel safe and loved. My father’s shouting for me to return, along with fear of any punishment the

tion, the water washes away any scent a werewolf can follow and allows you to get away safely. My direction

that climb up the side of the rocks that I easily slide behind. Keeping inside the small stream that flows into a hidden cave, I let the glowing moonstones guide me toward my destination. The stream breaks into two and a light at the

?” A soft, melodious voice fills my ears as

ong arms pick me up and hold me gently to a warm

guards this hidden meadow, continues, her long b

him alone. I will never be important to them, will I?” I answe

questions. I pout, tears flowing down my chubby cheeks once again. Lizaria sighs, carrying me from the

hunt them for the magic hidden in their bodies and their blood." Lizaria sighs out, playing with my hair. I n

idden home she protects. I shake my head no after thinking, my white curls bounc

nds." She answers, surprising me as

thout failure every few days, tears staining your cheeks as you cuddles a foal.” Lizaria smiles at me, her slender fingers wiping away the tears from my face

t these creatures. You respect and love them as much as

quietly, hiding my face

s late. You’ll wake up at home soon.” Lizaria’s voice soothes me to sleep, my eyes closing and my

g me to wince, and his eyes harden in the dim light. I most likely gained a bruise from that slap earlier today. I am in Alex’s closet, lying on a teddy bear two times the size of my small body, as t

ully scoops me into his arms with a sigh. Silently, my brother carries me into my roo

sister, and I know you, Gemmy.” Alex starts off, running his hands through his hair and staring outside my wind

giving my brother a slee

at bruise fades by then.” He bids me goodnight and flicks off the lamp beside my bed