"Hey my Luna, everything okay?" Leila injuries, grabbing the ziplock full of sandwiches from the countertop behind, double checking the seal well before slipping it into the basket.

"Huh? Sorry, sort of zoned out," I confess, cupping my head heavily. Sighing, I lower my head on to the island table afterwards.

"If you're feeling unwell, you don't have to go," She looked at me with a concerned filled look.

Leila had filled me in on some of the females from the closet Pack house, who were wanting to go on a picnic since the past month but due to unfavorable weather conditions couldn't til today. Since Leila had other Omega friends in the nearby neighbouring Pack houses she was always filled in with the top and freshest news of the Pack.

"I'm okay," I mumble, my voice getting muffled by the sleeve of my sweater. Since yesterday, my mind has been consumed entirely by one thing, and one thing alone. It was like having a piece of your mind rotten to the core.

The flashes of pain I got from recalling the images of Damon with Stephanie bundled in his arms, sucking at each other's face, internally gnawed at me. After seeing them yesterday, I ended up crying myself to sleep but awoke just in time to get some of Leila's famous zucchini tomato pasta fresh from the pot.

Damon had disappeared like always, making the pain no less. After dinner alone with Leila like always, -she never asked questions- I went back to the spare room with my hopes no less than before, crying myself to sleep again in the end.

Rubbing my eyes awfully dry, "What could go wrong?" I say. ....

After aiding Leila with filling the basket to its peak, I go back to my spare room for a long, cold depressing shower. It was next to impossible to hear a werewolf being depressed but I guess in my case, it wasn't anymore. I felt the pain from the cut I had made, directing above the area where Damon had previously healed, began to go numb from the sharp tips of water.

I knew I promised my brothers Id never even think of cutting, even in the most drastic situations, but the pain was seriously to much to bear. As I done it, I thought for a stupid second, he'd come back to check up on me.

When I realized he indeed was never coming, with the blood oozing from my back, I stared questioningly at the Moon hanging lowly in the dark sky from out the window.

I had once heard Mates could feel their Mate's emotions, thoughts, and desires but it wasn't a surprise, I kept getting proven wrong whenever it came to Mates. Maybe I wasn't on Damon's list of priorities after all. Maybe I wasn't good enough for being one.

Slipping on an oversized creme coloured sweater with a heavy pastel grey scarf, specially to conceal my mark alone- with black tights and knee high brown boots, I return to my dresser and bring out the old tattered diary and flip to the second entry.

July 21st

Dear Diary,

I knows it been only two weeks since Ive last written but everything's changed in these same two weeks and its so hard for me to just express it in words.

Writings always been my thing since a kid but for the first time, I dont even know how to start. After meeting Rocco's dad (his mother died when he was 4), he started pressurising Rocco to mark and mate as fast as possible before the appearance to the Pack. Even though, Rocco never uttered a word to me and nor did his dad say anything to me, I could see their relationship deteriorating.

The day he did mark me, I passed out and the next morning when I awoke, Rocco was by my bed assuring me everything be okay, even though he never mentioned what happened till after I got Ashton's Mate text, informing me of mother's Will reading at dusk the next day and Ashton's Alpha ceremony the following day.

I was so broken by the news of my mothers death, I was drifted away throughout the whole appearance like a mum zombie while Rocco did all the speaking on my behalf. The next day when we reached my former Pack and when the reading had just began, there was a breakout of rogues.

The killings resulted with the death of my older sister and her human Mate, grandfather, Aston and his Mate, and last but not least, Rocco's dad. The rogue breakout wasn't only in our Pack but also back home. It was meant to wipe both Packs but luckily with Rocco's guidance in such short time, he managed to wipe them all before the night ended.

The following days were a roller coasters of emotions for us both, Rocco and me. We held funerals for all the dead in a intersecting graveyard between both packs, had Rocco's Alpha ceremony, and the paperwork for my former Pack to join Rocco's Pack -since there were no other heir except for me, all done this week.

There was hardly time in between to breathe. Somehow its over, and Im left even more alone than before when I had lost my dad. Rocco was just as broken as me, but he had this cold, hard mask on in which, he so lost in his duty to protect the Pack and acted so emotionless, that I fear he hasn't grieved enough to left all that out.

He's missing throughout the day and comes home so late, Ive grown an habit of falling sleeping on the rocking chair in the corner of the room while awaiting his arrival. I know the days he comes home because I always find myself in the bed the next morning with the sheets enhanced with his lingering scent drawn close but when I dont, then I know he hasn't. It worries me so much, you have no idea.

These past few days when he was home but locked in his study, I would make plates of his most favourite dishes -despite not being an expert in Italian cuisine and leave them by his door, slipping a short brief note, reminding him I was here for better or worse and I loved him unconditionally, under his door with a following knock, hoping he'd open and eat. But when I return hours later, I would find the food as it was when I left it. Untouched.

What worries me more though than any of this, was the fact he was changing into someone I didnt know anymore. His million dollar smile, witty remarks, twinkling bright eyes, had all turned forgotten. He was becoming more of his dad than he realized. The days I would bring food to his door, I would always catch him yelling and ranting on and on about how if our Pack had more land, we could expand our members and become better than it already was.

I would just pray to the Moon Goddess, day and night that she'd listen to me and grants me my wish of my old Rocco coming back home and taking me to his loving arms.

Amen. .....

Damon's POV;

"Were there any more incidents regarding the kidnapping and burning of Pack members?" I ask to no one in particular, closing the folder of autopsy reports of the previous victims from other Packs, even though majority of incidents were in our Pack.

"Not in the past few days. Things have been awfully silent." Carter announced from the the chair in the far corner, stretching his arms above his head. "They probably got bored and gave up, as we should too."

"Theres nothing in these fucking reports Damon! This is such a waste of time," Antonio huffed, tossing another folder across onto the pill of dead ends. The unbalanced pill goes tumbling down, with paper flying through the air, scattering everywhere.

"No one asked you to come dumbass! You were uninvited." Kaden scowls at him, baring his teeth. He clawed at a fly-a-way that was hovering over his head, wrinkling it into a ball with his fist.

Their bickering eventually evolves into a full blown arguement; blaming, cursing, at each other from across the table with not only their accusations but also claws outstretched but again, they wouldn't dare use it in presence of me. Carter leans back on his chair, crossing his hands behind his head, wearing a smug grin as he watched them amusingly tear each other down.

Jace still examining the folder in hand shakes his head and mutters some words of immaturity to them both. Hunter -being the most kindest like always, began collecting papers from off the ground. I sigh and return to cupping my forehead heavily at the end of the table.

We were searching old reports, newspaper clippings, and what not for any lead on the burnt bodies but every angle we examined further turned up to a hard dead end. Growing sleepy, I was rubbing my head when my phone rang.

Curing at whoever was on the other end, my eyes transfix with the caller ID. Unknown. Even random numbers from my Pack came as 'Pack'. "Who's this?" I swipe and call into the line with my voice laced with Dylan's.

"Tsk tsk, where are your manners now Alpha Damon? I though being Alpha of the biggest Pack in North America would give you some proper manners when speaking into the phone." The male voice mocked.

"I repeat, who are you? This is you final warning before-" " You know, you think being the Alpha meant you could protect everyone -loved ones or even those you allegedly despise, but I would care to say otherwise. Care to know why?" He asked sounding extremely humble.

After a moment of silence from my end, he adds, "Wheres your Mate Alpha Damon? Nora's her name right?"

I suck in my breathe at the mention of her name. How could he-? Dylan takes over, darkening our tone as he growls the next part. "Stay away from her you son of a bitch, or else Ill personally hunt you down and bite that arrogant little ass of your body."

He laughs. "I hate to break it to you, but that wouldn't be happening any time soon. Where is she Alpha? Where is your darling, little Mate? Now thats the question." The line goes dead afterwards. I chuck the phone at the window angrily, cracking it to a million shards.

"KADEN!" I slam my hand on the table, sending a wave of silence over the room."Where is she?! Wheres my Mate?"

"What happened?" He rises an eye, taken aback from the question.

"ANSWER THE DAMN QUESTION," I order, with my body hunched over the table.

Where is she Dylan?

I dont know. Shes blocked our mind link connection! He cried.

"My Alpha, forgive me for interrupting," Hunter bowed, "but Leila told me this morning she was preparing for a picnic with some of the females from the local Pack house and she also said the Luna was coming along too."

"Where were they going? I need the location RIGHT NOW." My breathing was coming ragged.

Deep breathes Dylan, she'll be fine, I say.

Save it for yourself. You dont give a damn about her, He lectures.

If this is about being with Stephanie-

Broke her? Yeah maybe it is. I felt it as it happened. She saw it with her own eyes! He filled in for himself.

"I believe it was by some clearing just beyond NightsLand. Its just a couple of minutes away from the main place itself buts its known for a picnic ground," Carter filled in, looking at Hunter.

"Sounds about right my Alpha. Leila said it wasnt far." He made sure, his face wrinkling into a frown.

"Okay. Kaden, dispatch the closest team of Warriors to that location as fast as you can. Carter you'll lead that team to attack on my command, if needed. Jace get the hunter dogs, we might need extra help if needed as well and Hunter you. Handle the weaponry required." I command, sprinting around the table, towards the door with them trailing behind.

"Wait what do I do?" Antanio called as we left through the doors down the hallway.

"Do what your best at. Staying away and letting the big boys handle this!" Kaden yelled back as he slapped Jace's back -who wasn't nearly as enthusiastic as him. .....

Nora's POV;

"Here, let me assist you with that," I say, taking the basket from Leila -who gratefully obliged. As she gave me the basket, she went back in to the backseat of the car and brought out another similar basket.

Sharing grins, we both walk down the path full of dirt and pebbles surrounded by sky high evergreen trees into what seemed like a wide open grassy field, like a football field, with gravel picnic tables clustered in the far corner. The weather wasn't perfect, a dull patchy sheet of grey was covering the sun and blue skies, but what more could you wish for in December?

As we dropped the baskets on to the table top, another group of females, looking from their early 20's and late teens arrived, wearing sweaters, cardigans and sweatshirts, and were laughing freely as they approached closer.

Bowing their presence, I wave it off as an unnecessary. They all wore warm welcoming smiles and a few even hugged me, it nearly brought a tear of familiarity from back home. I always loved the feeling of feeling loved, even by strangers who knew nothing about me besides my name. I guess growing up with no parents gave me this hollowness I wished my Mate could fill, but sighing, I realized I shouldn't have given such high expectations, so it wouldn't have hurt me this much.

"Luna Luna!" A voice chirps from below. I look down to see a girl -no more than 5 possibly, in a full lengthened Elsa dress, her glittery cape floating behind her with her hands outstretched in my direction with what seemed like a card. "I made you something."

Kneeling down, I smile as she lays the card in my hands. The cover was a picture of what appeared as me -with my mark on my neck clearly visible in black crayon, and surprisingly Damon, with the words Alpha titled under with Red crayon, holding hands with me.

I try to look past the holding hands part and read the inside,

"Dear my Luna,

We are bery lucky to have yv as our my Luna. I now yv will be da best. I luv yv my Luna.

-Grace"

"Its beautiful. Thank you Grace," I hug her. Her small petite arms were hardly around me when she burst into a fit of rough coughs. "Hey Grace, are you okay? Leila, a water bottle please."

Leila gives me a bottle without a second of hesitation. I was just patting her on the back as she drank when a female with ash brown hair came rushing. "Gracie! Here baby," She took Grace from my arms, hoisting her into her own. "Im so sorry my Luna for any inconvenience or trouble you might have faced. I shouldn't have left Grace wandering, she just went running when I mentioned you being here."

"No no, dont apologise. Shes such a sweet girl, is she okay?" I ask, stroking her back with the glittery part of her cape scratching my skin, as her coughing died down to a low muffle.

"Its just that," she bit her lower lip, holding back her tears in her glassy aqua eyes, "S-shes been diagnosed with Stage 2 Lung Cancer, and that causes her fits of coughs at times unexpectedly," She began stroking her back. "Even doctors dont know how much longer she has."

"Im so sorry," I mutter, taking her hand with mine. "I know it might be hard, but dont give up. Giving up is the worst thing to do. You have to maintain faith not only for yourself but your daughter Gracie as well."

"She's not my daughter my Luna," She bursts, "She's my Mate's first Mate's daughter. Her real mother died from Cancer a couple of years ago."

"I dont see a difference between you and her real mother frankly speaking. You're like her actual mother anyone would say," I reply, squeezing her hand. I couldnt help but feel a jolt of pain. I never had a second chance for a mother. Henry's Mate Suzy, was a female figure for me growing up but it still wasn't enough for me. That motherly feeling wasn't here.

"Dont get me wrong my Luna, but sometimes, holding on gives more pain than actually letting go." She said, her drifted eyes moving to mine. "Good day my Luna."

She left without giving me a chance to reply and left me thinking about her words. Was I giving myself more pain by holding on to Damon -who I never had from the beginning?

I was about to turn to away when my eyes caught some movement from a bush behind Leila -who was too busy helping the others assort the utensils.

A flash of something metallic appears and that was all for June to come rambling in to seize control. "Leila!" She forces me to shove Leila and cover her with my body. I hear the fling of the arrow but dont see the damage till after I roll with Leila behind the picnic table like taught in military training with Ryan.

"TAKE COVER NOW!" She compels to shriek on the top of my lungs. SPLIT UP INTO GROUPS OF TWO, THREE AND GO IN DIFFERENT DIRECTIONS TO CONFUSE THEM and DONT WORRY ABOUT ME AND LEILA, I order through our mind link. Stay safe.

They obey, scattering into several different directions, leaving me and Leila behind like instructed. "Leila, deep breathes," I comfort with my breathing coming heavy.

I unwrap my scarf to use it to apply pressure to her bleeding tight as I make her sit upright against the table leg. The arrow just glazed by the side of her tight and since her legs were bare from her dress, I was worried the poison laced in the arrow would work its magic faster.

"WolfsBane Luna. The arrow was laced with WolfsBane," She winces, as she adjust her postures. Her breathing even more heavy than mine, and coming out with great difficulty. "A-a really rare type I bet-t."

"Save your energy please. I cant loose you," I cry when I hear the rustle of footsteps from the other side.

"M-my L-Luna, listen-n to m-me," She says softly, grabbing my arm as the rustling grew louder, "Run."

Her eyes close shut and slacks in my direction. "Leila! Leila! WAKE UP! Leila, NO! You cant just leave me!"

"Well, what do we have here?" A rough arm pulled me to my feet and examining my tear stained face. He had light blue eyes with a long scar running from his forehead down to his chin. He soon began to pull me in the direction of the dense forest despite my protests. "Fighting wont get you far my love."

"Let me go!" I trash from his restraint till we were pretty far from the picnic grounds, to another smaller clearing where he took no time in backhanding me. Going crashing into gravel face first, I feel the sting of his hands slap linger on my skin.

Oh, he did not just- June says before I could feel the electrifying pulse of her power she emitted to me. I rise shaking my hands on my tights before baring my fist forward. He chuckles darkly, "And the kitten fights."

"Ill show you kitten after I claw your eyes out with my bare hands," I spit in his direction, infuriating him enough to throw the first punch. I shove it aside and duck as he sends another one to my torso. I jam my elbow into his spine from behind, making him loose his balance for a second.

Baring his teeth, he leaps in my direction just as I send a blow of my claws at his face. Me being quicker, he falls crying covering his face. His henchman by the looks of it, pull me backwards just when I was about to throw another one at his face. Instead I use my legs to send a kick to his chest, making him go falling into the ground as he tried to stand up.

I was about to claw at the veins of their arms, when an extremely, recognizable growl came ringing from everywhere really. The echo was his growl was still in the air when one of my captors, grasping my hand back, was thrown off into the bark of a tree.

His growl erupted the volcano of anger from within, making me go savagely at my other captor. I seize his wrist and yank him towards me, so I could break his petty face with my punch. Three more appear form the midst of the tree, and I stretch my neck as I move on wards at them with my extended claws by my sides.

Where my moves where only meant to disable, Damon's were there to deliberately kill, thats one thing I noticed as I tore at the leg of my last attacker. He went falling hard as his head collided with rock beneath, making a pool of blood ooze out.

My sweater, before I knew it, was covered in blood stains while my tights were torn in fifty different directions. I hear my name being called from behind. "Nora!"

"Kaden, Im fine, really. I need you to send help back at the picnic tables. Leila-" "I know, I know! Hunters taken her to the hospital." He grabbed my wrist. "We need to go."

"No, wait. Why are you doing to them?" I point to the space in front of us, as he tried to pull me off. They were all lined up on the ground in a straight line on their knees, with about 5 Warriors Ive never seen in behind to hold them if necessary.

"Now, now. Will one of you care to answer me. Who is the MasterMind behind this pathetic excuse of an attack?" Damon threatened, standing profoundly tall with his hands in his pockets, while Carter and Jace were standing behind him like body guards.

"Like we'll speak to you," The man with the scar I clawed at first, spat blood to the ground inches away from Damon's shoes.

"Carter," Damon holds a hand out to prevent him from going forward, enhancing the man's courage to the next level.

"Grown cold huh Alpha?" He laughed toothlessly. Damon surveyed him gravely before snapping his fingers, resulting with Carter and Jace going to make him rise to his legs by yanking his arms up.

Damon ruffled his hair lazily before moving forwards in his direction. Taking his left hand and grasping the man's shoulder with his claws, he extends his right hands claw and jams it without a second to spare right into the center of man's chest.

My mouth was left hanging by the brutality, as I suddenly felt faintest. I stagger back into Kaden's arms as he held me in place as blood slowly spewed from the edges of the man's lips and drops cold onto the dirt. I cover my mouth from the sight, wanting to bury my face into something so I didn't have to face this sight.

But it wasn't enough for Damon. Growing probably tired, he whirled his claw to the right, the sound of the man's ribs cracking like a loud snapping noise to my ears. Bubbles of blood burst from his mouth as he dropped dead on to the ground when Damon recoiled his hand from his body. Feeling extremely feverish and disgusted, I fall to my knees with tears burning my eyes.

This was my Mate. Beyond reckless, outrageously vile, monstrously repulsive, catastrophically evil, mercilessly barbaric; I lost the list of words to describe him. I couldn't help but think, I should've killed them all. I should've ripped their throats so they wouldn't have to bear this. I shouldve granted them death when I had the chance.

"Now I believe I've made my point across, right?" He asked the next in line, another one of my disabled victims. Jace and Carter make him rise just like the last and just as Damon stepped forward, I yell.

"STOP! JUST STOP WITH THIS MADNESS ALREADY. STOP KILLING," I plea from the ground, turning everyone's attention to me, while Kaden held me down to prevent me running.

"Alright," Damon replies, not reacting the slightest from my abrupt tone. "Answer up, clocks ticking. Who is your Mastermind?"

"I-I d-dont..I-I-," He stuttered helplessly, before collapsing back to the ground with his hands folded before Damon. "Please, I dont know anything. Anthony was the head and he always knew the plan, we're all just mere henchmen. We know nothing. Believe me."

He couldnt have been older than 20, with ruffled but smooth looking blonde hair parted to the side and bronze plated eyes.

"Alright, Ill believe you," Damon kneeled, placing both of his hands on his shoulders. "Right after you all burn alive. Carter."

"No, no, no, no," he cried as Carter dragged him back into the pill with the other captors. Damon remained kneeling, ruffling his hair as Jace drizzled gasoline over them.

My mouth was beyond hanging, I gave up and slumped down completely on the ground. "YOU CANT DO THIS! THEY'RE INNOCENT GOD DAMNNIT."

Damon raised an eye in my direction as he walks over. "Innocent? Them? You're the only innocent one from what I see." He responded, standing in front of me with his coal black eyes twisting at me. Kaden had let go, and was behind me, facing Damon.

"LUNA! LUNA! Please! HELP US," the same blonde guy from group cried, as Jace lit the match.

"NO," I jump upright and start running in their direction when Damon catches me and spins me back with his claws digging into my waist. "LET ME GO!"

The echoes of their screams were the last thing left in my ears as Damon dragged my ass away from the scene. Their screams slowly being forgotten in the wind but not to my ears. .....

Hey Owls, This chapter needs some revisions and addition but you guys asked for more so I decided to edit later and post it as it as done.

Currently freezing my ass off in the airport as I have another 3 hrs for my 5hour flight back home. God have mercy on me! Please pray for me! It's been over two day and I haven't slept, so my proofreading was terribly off.

So yeah, I hope you guys like it and are home reading in your cozy blankets, while wearing fuzzy warm PJs and with a glass of something hot; hot chocolate does not sound bad.💯

The Author; xbookgirlx15