Lucy's POV-

Everything in my body hurt. My wolf cried out in pain as I tried to move. I was tired; tired of fighting... Tired of living. I wasn't loved, I wasn't nourished, I was barely living. I was ready to die. It would be better.

Everything felt pointless. My whole existence was pointless. Had I been born just to be a punching bag? That was what it seemed like... If that was the case, and it truly seemed to be, then screw that! Death would be a better choice.

My choice.

My wolf, a true extension of me; my more nature driven side, my more animalistic side, whimpered in my mind. That part of me didn't want to give up, but even that side of me was tired of this life. I was sick of being abused and used all the time. I knew that I couldn't continue this type of life, and there seemed to be no end in sight.

So... I had to create my own end. I had to force everything to stop. My whole life had been chosen for me as I had no choices given to me. It was time that I made my own decisions. It was time to take my life into my own hands. After all, I was officially an adult.... Happy eighteenth birthday to me!

It took quite a long time for my wolf to heal me enough to move. Even with my wolf side's ability to heal most cuts in mere seconds, I had been laying on the floor for what seemed like days unable to move due to the severity of the injuries that I had been left with. Afterall, it was hard to heal and rejuvenate myself when I had very little nutrients and energy.

Finally, after far too long and too much agony to keep track of each passing moment, I was able to muster up enough strength to get up despite the glaring pain throughout every inch of myself. I wanted to yell and scream due to the pain, but I knew there was no use in using up even more of my limited energy on pointless things like screaming. Instead, I hobbled about the cell-like room trying to figure out my next move.

I was literally kept in the basement like an animal... or a dead body. As I looked around the place, I realized how truly sad and bare the room that I had spent most of my existence in was. There wasn't much to the dingy place. It was a double concrete damp and dark basement complete with a small toilet and sink sitting in the corner with several different pipes lining the walls and ceiling for plumbing, I assumed. It had been completely sound proofed ages ago so no one could hear my screams and/or yelling. The only door to the large and cold basement was locked from the outside using several different types of locks then separated by another cold and dark cellar-looking room with more locks and then a set of stairs and then yet another door with another lock. They really didn't want me to get out apparently...

There were a few blankets strewn across the cold pavement that I had accumulated over the years to make life the tiniest bit more comfortable for myself. I didn't have much other than the blankets and very few clothing items that I had either stolen or had been given to me in pity. Other than that, I had no other personal effects in the room. Nothing else in the place that I had grown up was mine... Unless you counted my dried blood stains that decorated the room vividly. Everything else was either trash, useless crap that had gotten tossed into the room with the other useless crap (me), or things that Flemming wanted had wanted to keep hidden from other visiting packs.

My eyes went to the pile of useless broken extension cords that had been thrown into the room many years before. It hadn't seemed to be anything big when the pile had been set down to rot in the basement right along with me. Why they hadn't just thrown the cords out instead of saving them, I had no idea. However, right then, I thanked my lucky stars that the pack that I was kept a prisoner in were also apparently hoarders.

I wanted to die, and I wanted to die at the hands of myself. I'd give no one else the pleasure of killing me. I wouldn't give Flemming the pleasure of hurting me anymore. I was taking my life into my own hands.

It wasn't easy to drag the old heavy and rusty chair to the center of the room. I was in a lot of pain, and it was a heavy metal chair that I had been tied to and beaten countless times before. When I finally got the chair to the spot that I wanted it, I had to stop to pant. I was in so much pain that I could cry, but I refused. No, I wouldn't give Fleming the satisfaction of making me cry again, whether he'd know of the tears or not. I wanted to go out on my terms.

When I stood up on the chair and tied the old extension cord onto an exposed pipe, I thought I'd feel more than just the pain racing through my body. I thought maybe I'd feel regret or disappointment, but nope- I just felt resolved, along with my body hurting from exerting myself too much. I couldn't believe that was it... The end of my life. I was done, finally done.

I stood there looking at the extension cord that was hanging in front of me- my literal last lifeline. I reached out to it and as soon as my hand touched it to wrap it around my neck, my head filled up with countless pictures and too many words to make out. I was no longer in my jail-like room; I felt as if I was flipping through time and space while pictures of different places and things flew past me. So many voices spoke to me at once and I felt like my head was going to explode. It was overwhelming and I couldn't figure out how to stop it.

Suddenly everything just stopped and halted including myself. Holy shit! Had I already done it?! Was I already dead and didn't even know it? Had I already killed myself and couldn't remember doing it?!

"My child..." A beautiful angelic voice spoke to me.

I had to hold myself back from stupidly asking the single word 'mom?' I had never had a mother, not one that I could remember at least, so I had no idea if this was truly my mom or not calling from the afterlife. However, something in my mind told me that it wasn't my own biological mother... Whatever this was, was much bigger than that.

"Lucine Elara...." The voice said clearly.

I was very confused, I was assuming the voice was talking to me, but I had no idea whose name that was... The only name that I had ever gone by was Lucy. It was the only thing that the people in the retched pack called me. No middle name, definitely no last name- Just Lucy. I was just Lucy. I was no one.

"My beautiful moon child, my chosen one, my mouthpiece... Do not do this; you will be saved my child. You just have to hold on a little bit longer. All will be revealed and aligned," the angelic voice spoke again.

I felt like crying suddenly. I was so close. So close to death that I could almost taste it. "You have the wrong person; I am not who you speak of," I said although my lips did not move.

Suddenly there was a white light, and the most beautiful woman stepped out of it. She had long silver hair, with glowing skin, and grey eyes; she was stunning. She was hugging me gently within an instant. I hadn't realized it, but I was crying profusely.

"Lucine, you are the one, you are the savior, you are my oracle." She said softly to me. "Don't you understand? You will help me set the world back in place. You will make things right once again. You are the gift that the world has been waiting for. You just have to hold on a little bit longer, my little wolf." The woman's angelic voice echoed in my head, never once did her lips move.

"You have the wrong girl; I cannot even shift into my wolf form. I am broken; I am not strong enough to be who you think I am. I am not Lucine, I am just Lucy. I am not the one you are looking for." I answered her sadly. Man, what I would give to be who she needed though...

"Lucy.... You are my oracle. You are my savior; you must believe in yourself. I know you cannot shift, that is due to your powers. You have a great ability, Lucy; you are able to help everyone. You can foresee everything."

"B-but no, I cannot see anything," I stated confused.

"Lucine, you are the prophet. You will save everyone with your foresight. There is a great war going on out there. You are the key, my little wolf. You have the ability to stop the war and stop the destruction. You must choose the right side. You must decide what you believe in. There have been so many senseless killings on both sides. You can stop this; you are the savior," she reiterated.

"I am too weak. How can I save everyone when I can't even save myself? I have never seen anything, and I can't even shift into my wolf, it is caged within me. How can I be who you say, when I am not even what I am supposed to be?" I asked completely unbelieving.

"Do you know who I am, Lucy? Can you feel it within you? Look into yourself." she asked after a second.

I closed my eyes. In my mind's eye, I could see my wolf-side bowing down to her in submission. 'Goddess' whispered through my mind. 'Moon Goddess...'

"That is right Lucine, I am the Moon Goddess. I created you; I know exactly who and what you are. You cannot shift because I took that power away from you. You have an immense gift, this immense power, within you. You need not to shift to be powerful, Lucy. You are stronger than any wolf without shifting. Even your wolf inside your mind is stronger than you realize. You cannot shift because I will not allow it. Not because I am mean or unjust but because if you could fully shift, this power would be lost within you; you could not understand the way you will come to without the ability. You are just as much a wolf as any other she-wolf out there. Your wolf-side may still take over and come to the surface, but you cannot become a fully shifted wolf. You must rely fully on your powers to protect you in order for them to work and for you to understand their potential. If you could shift, you'd rely too heavily on your wolf and not delve far enough into your powers to know them fully and become the savior. Lucine, these powers are a gift but also a curse. The whole world is relying on you to save it. You must believe in yourself and your abilities. You can save the world if you trust your instincts and choose wisely," she said gently to me.

I was still thoroughly unconvinced as I stared at her in awe. I couldn't be who she thought I was, I am no one special. I could never save anyone. I am nothing, it was what I've been told for far too long for it to be untrue.

"Close your eyes, Lucine." The Moon Goddess commanded with a gentle authority. "What do you see?" she asked expectantly.

I closed my eyes tightly and waited a moment. "Nothing, I see nothing. I told you-"

She cut me off instantly. "You must believe in yourself, Lucy. That is vital to your power. Without believing in yourself, you'll see nothing." She took a step toward me and put the palm of her hand between my eyes on my forehead. "Believe, Lucy, believe. I am the Moon Goddess; I am telling you that this is what you are here for. Just believe in yourself...."

I took a deep breath and nodded. Maybe I was just crazy, but I wanted to be the person she said I was. I closed my eyes peacefully; not too hard, not too softly. I instantly felt power within myself. I could feel electricity running through my veins. I felt my wolf puff up with power.

Suddenly pictures flickered through my mind and eventually landed on one man's face.

"What do you see?" the Moon Goddess asked.

"A man's face, the most beautiful man I have ever seen," I stated calmly, just the picture of his face made me calm. It was a beautiful feeling.

"What do you hear?" she asked.

"Lucine.... He's saying it over and over again. Lucine, Lucine, Lucine. He's yearning," I answered quietly. I didn't even want to open my eyes; I was afraid I'd lose the picture of his glorious face in my mind if I did.

"Lucy, he is your mate," she stated bluntly.

I opened my eyes immediately and stared wide eyed at her. But I didn't lose the picture in my mind. His beautiful face was etched into my soul. "My mate?" I asked incredulously. Surely someone so beautiful wasn't for me.

"Yes, your mate. Your other half. I chose him just for you," she answered.

"I-I have a mate?" I asked in disbelief to myself. The thought had never even crossed my mind, mostly because I had always thought that I'd die before I turned of age. I never thought I'd make it so long. "But... But aren't mates supposed to be like the same age? He looks quite a bit older than me. And surely an Alpha. And beautiful. And... I- I'm confused, there is no way that gorgeous strong man is my mate," I blabbered with his picture at the front of my mind.

"He is Lucy. I have chosen him just for you. Yes, most mates are similar in age, but you're a special case. You need someone trained, fierce, unrelenting, protective, stubborn, and someone who wants this war over just as much as you will. You need a strong Alpha to lead with you. Kale Burke is all those things, plus more. He is part of the key to your success, my child. You can be beautiful together. You'll need to teach each other about unconditional love and acceptance," she said with a warm embrace.

My wolf puffed up knowing that her mate is an Alpha. I had a mate, an Alpha mate. Holy shit, I really was meant for this. I really had powers, and I really was supposed to save everyone. I felt a heavy weight on my shoulders.

"Lucine, you are powerful. More powerful than you can ever understand. You can see everything: the future, choices, people, things, events, what will come, what could have been, and what has been. Your sight is limitless, you just have to know how to use it. You can use it to stop the war, to help end this pain," she explained. My mind showed me pictures of a war-like scene with bodies upon bodies stacked up. There were so many dead people, it made me want to throw up.

"So, I can see the future?" I asked extremely confused about what my powers entail and about the scene in my head.

"Yes and no... You can see everything. The future is very tricky; it is made up of cause and effects. One changed decision can alter everything. You can see all the possibilities. You can see the most likely effect, but also the least. You can see every choice that caused the effect. Lucine... you can see the past, present, and future. You can see all. You have the ability to know everything or nothing... The choice is yours. You just have to be able to harness your powers and understand them to use them. You can be the savior that everyone needs, that I need," she explained into deeper details.

I could do all that? Me? But I'm just Lucy, an insignificant Omega who cannot even shift so everyone uses me as their toy, not the Moon Goddess' savior. I looked at her with a new burning question in my mind. "Why me? Why can't you just kill off the bad people or make them stop?" I asked quietly.

"Oh, my love, I have given everyone free will. I can't just take that away from everyone all of the sudden because people are doing things that I don't like. That would be wrong and a dangerous path for me to follow." Suddenly, in my mind, I could see masses of zombie-like people walking around with no choice in their lives. I knew that this was my powers working. "I can just aid in the fight against evil. You are my way of helping. I can't just kill them off because there would always be someone waiting in the wings to take over the evilness. Evil must be beaten, and people must see that good will always win in the end to stop them from doing the evil deeds. You must show everyone that no matter what, good prevails over evil. Lucy, you still have a choice. You don't have to choose to use your powers for good or to act out my will. You can cause destruction and chaos as well or you can continue your life as it is now and kill yourself." This time, my mind was flipping between the different outcomes of my choices. Some scenarios were good while I was holding my mates' hand, while others were full of death and destruction. "The choices are yours to make, but you are the last hope. Without you, evil will prevail, and the unjust destruction and slaughters will continue."

The picture of my mate's face from earlier popped into my mind. I couldn't let him fight this on his own; I had to help. We had to help everyone. I couldn't let everyone die, not if I could help them. I nodded my head at the Moon Goddess. "I'll do what I am meant to do," I whispered softly. Although, I truly wasn't convinced that I was cut out for this.

"You must believe in yourself and your choices, Lucy. This road will not be easy. You will be tried, tested, and pushed to your limits. But if you succeed in your conquest, peace and serenity will be restored and a lot of lives will be saved. You have so much to learn and to think over, young one. You are powerful. Believe in yourself, that is key for your success," she said and put a hand softly on my shoulder. "Lucy, just hold on. In a week's time it will be time to make your decision, just hold on until then. After a week, the real battle will begin." She took my hand gently and smiled at me, "Until then, explore your powers. They will make you understand what and why the war is going on and which side you want to choose. You will learn so many things through your gift, just listen to them and to yourself. Trust yourself. You are good and pure, Lucy, that is why I chose you." She brought me in for a long hug. "I am always with you. I can hear you and if you listen hard enough you can hear me too. We want the same things... peace and love. You will find yours in everyone you save. You are meant to lead everyone to happiness. I will not desert you. You are my oracle, Lucine. I believe in you, so believe in yourself. You will be the savior that this world needs, my child. Just hold on a little bit longer."

She gave me one last squeeze and suddenly I was back in my jail-like room with the extension cord in my hand. I quickly threw the cord down and got off the chair. The Moon Goddess was right, I could do this. I just had to hang on. I had to save everyone; too many people were already dead, far too many. I had to be the savior that she needed. I am her oracle.