The Unwanted Luna

I wake up and I am in darkness, pure and total darkness. There is no light or any life whatsoever. It is also cold, making me shiver.

I try using my heightened senses to try and get a feel of where I am but there is absolutely nothing. No smell, no life and nothing at all to see.

Could the pain have already killed me? I wondered because how else could I explain where I am, and just as that thought hits me I remember the sharp pain in my stomach, my hands automatically goes to feel for my baby bump, grateful and relieved when I feel the familiar swell of my stomach.

As stupid as it may be I try calling out but the only sound I hear is my echo. I think of walking but it's of no use since I can't make out anything.

All of a sudden there is this bright light, so bright that it blinds me for a moment but once it fades a little for me to see, a very beautiful woman is standing there. Beautiful is not even enough to describe her, she is simply enchanting and completely out of this world. Her hair is pure white falling down, all the way down to her waist and she has the bluest eyes I have ever seen. Her presence brings a calmness that I haven't felt in a long time. What do people say? Peace like a river? That's what I feel right now. "Who are you" I asked her.

"You know who I am Amelia" she tells me, her voice sounding so sweet and loving.

She was right though, deep down I knew who she was, she was the same person I have been cursing and hating since my life took a turn for the worst. She is the moon goddess. "Why?" I ask her the only thing that I have been asking myself for ten years.

Why me? Why did all these bad things have to happen to me?

"Do you hate me so much that you had to curse my life in this manner, all these pain and hurt and for what moon goddess? For me to endure only to have to face more suffering at the hands of an uncaring and unloving mate? What did I ever do to you or the fates to get such a miserable destiny?" By the time I am done, I am full blown crying because I honestly don't understand.

"I understand how you feel Amelia, but there are things beyond your comprehension, things I can't even begin to explain, powers at play that will do anything and everything to make sure that you never ascend, but no matter what you should never give up because the moment you do, the world as you know it will fall. You are never alone and you will never walk alone" she tells me, her hand holding my cheek comfortingly and lovingly.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand, ascend to where?"

"I have said too much, It will all make sense soon, but for now you must go back, my time is up" she says just as a numbing pain fills my body.

I wake up with a start almost as if I have been electrocuted but this time when I wake up I am in a white room and if I had to guess a hospital room.Many paragraphs are missing. Read the complete book on Jo-b n-lb. c (o) m. I can't shake off the disturbing dream I had and now I had even more questions with no way of finding out the truth.

I survey the room only to find Sophie in a seat next to my bed asleep, this just confuses me more since I can't come up with a reason why she would be here with me. As if sensing my eyes on her she wakes.

"Thank the goddess, you are finally awake" She tells me and the pure relief I see on her face makes me wonder if I have woken up in an alternate universe.

"How is my baby boy?" I can see the surprised look in her face given no one else knows I am having a boy but I ignore it.

"He is okay, strong, given who his father is. But you on the other hand are not "

Again I ignore her last statement because to me it doesn't matter. My baby was the only one that mattered.

"How long have I been out?"

"About a week or so, when I found you were in a really bad condition"

I honestly didn't think that I was out for that long.

It felt like it had only been seconds, maybe minutes. I don't want to think of the condition she found me in honestly, nor the bruises that were now on display given that I am wearing a hospital gown, the pack was probably having a feast at my expense. Did she just say she was the one who found me? I go to tell her thanks because I am honestly thankful to her cause I had been worried about my baby when the slicing pain hit but I was interrupted by the door opening.

Xavier enters my room looking all brooding and cold and at that moment I feel the surge of anger from the pits of my soul, together with something else, something I never thought I would feel for my mate, hatred.

Pure, unfiltered hatred. Who would have guessed that the ass actually had a heart? I don't stop to think when I start tearing off the wires attached to the heart monitor along with the IV cannula.

"What the hell are you doing?" I hear him say, his voice is deep and it is not the normal tone he uses with, it's a bit gentler if I were to even begin to describe it, but right now that doesn't matter, I need to get away from him.

I can't stand being in the same room with him knowing what he is doing with my sister all the while I am in pain, bearing the bruises of their love making.

Once I am done I get out of bed, but I sway a little, my body still weak. Xavier rushes towards me but I back away.

"Stay away from me!" I shout at him.

He doesn't care about me or the baby, otherwise why would he put me through that kind of pain each and every day?

By the shocked look on both his and Sophie's I bet they never expected that type of reaction from me.

Using his moment of surprise I go around him and move slowly towards the door, open it then get out. Given my body is weak, I have to hold on to the walls for support.

"Amelia! Amelia!" I hear him call behind me but I just ignore him. I just want to go to my room and cry myself to sleep.

Maybe then I can wake up in a world devoid of this cruelty. I feel him grasp my arm but I wrench it away from him almost falling in the process.

"Don't. Touch. ME" I tell him. I don't want his filthy hands anywhere near me.

All I want is to be left alone. People in the hospital are staring and pointing fingers but I do not care. What I want is my solitude away from people who hate me. I quicken my pace as much as I can till I am finally outside. I head towards the pack house thankful that he hasn't followed me. It's quite a distance and half through the way, I fall on my knees exhausted.

I really had not thought it through and this is the price I pay for that.

I try to stand up on my own but I am too weak, my legs shaking. If I didn't have a baby to think about I would have just slept where I was, even though it's at night and it's cold.

I must look quite the sight, weak and thin, unable to even get up. During my weeks of hell, I lost a lot of weight and I can tell that by the way my ribs are poking against my arms.

I hear footsteps behind me but I don't bother to look. I am just so tired and all I want now is to sleep. Gosh I am so pathetic just like everyone keeps saying. I can't even get up from the ground by myself.

I am breathing heavily as if I had just run a marathon and my eyes are half way closed.

All of a sudden I feel myself being gently picked up and by the scent I can tell it is Xavier, I try to fight him off but I am too exhausted to put up too much of a fight and before I can even struggle more I fall deep into slumber.