Echoes of the moon

1 - Ar

ngled, and my violet eyes look scared, as they usually do. I'm short for a wolf, just over five

forting and frustrated. Nyx is everything I'm not - strong, fierce, a

n a threadbare t-shirt and jeans. No point

quiet at this time, but I know better than to wake anyone. The last tim

t stop. It's my job to

urn on the coffee maker and start making pancake batte

wake up without this deep emptiness inside? To have someone – an

ld myself. "Dreams like that

t, her presence a constant co

le omega bitch," a gruff voice sn

"N-no, Beta Marcus. The pancakes

forcing me to look up. "Did

ng my lip to stop myself from cry

t food. And don't forget to scrub the floors after. I want to see my re

er me as he stalks out of the k

to lash out, to defend us. But I pushed her

, do laundry, and pick up after wolves who deliberately create more mess for me t

't alway

sket of laundry down the hallway. I stop, recognizing

nds. They're all smirking, and I know that expr

them says, loud enough for me to

it all before, but it cuts deep. My eyes water, but I force myself to blink the

work. "Why did you make me this way, Moon Goddess?

e disagrees. She's always been the stronger one, the part of me that won't let

and all I want is to go back to my small bed and sleep. But I know I c

nintentionally overhear a conversat

is coming back tonight," a

nce he left for that inter-p

to see him. He's so

n, the leader of our pack and probably the most intimidating and ruthless wolf I've ever met.

the others. But just seeing him makes me panic. He's the perfect al

talking about Jaxon coming back, guessing what news he might have. I tried to conc

inally agrees with those who say I should be cast out? As awful

proaching sends a hush throu

pack house, The excited greetings, the respectful murmurs of "Alpha,

pine, leather, and something wild and free. My body reacts before my brain c

ugh. I've never felt anything like this before. It's like every

ut Nyx won't be silenced. She's pulling me towards the

. "We can't. We have to

a feeling I can't grasp, a strong need th

ng around the kitchen door. The big room is full of

and muscular, with very dark hair and eyes that shine like silver.

place, those silver eyes

he pack, my fears, and insecurities, even my name. All that exi

oment, with Jaxon staring at me and that smell consuming my senses, only one wor

at