Chapter Ten: Luna, crap!

Pop goes the weasel! Snickers loudly.

Dear journal, everyone thinks I'm crazy and let them think and to make matters worse were-dick arrives. The pure audacity of him , the pure audacity of this flipping hot were dog comes to my school after school with his jeep. The way I bolted away from the large field  when we head to girls football practice and hid in the janitors closest when we have after school. Curled up in a tiny ball with my back against the pointy blue shelves, holding my breath and silently pleading and counting as I rock that they don't track me with their heightened sniffing.

My sweaty white shirt clung to my bra, as the translucent and my oversize bright green shorts sticks to my knees as I scruffy blue sneakers seem to stink with the dampness. It was a small suffocating room clouded with dust and mold. For a very grand preppy school they really don't take care of the closets.

Rumours has that teen's sneak out to make out here .It reeked of water and dusty as I kept on coughing and cursing. Hey, is not every day fantasy merges to life. And not everything you get threatened by a hot teacher splits open into a zombie ghoul and threatens your friends.

Sweat trickles down my forehead as quickly I wiped it. Soaking me as I started to shiver. I sighed. What the hell, Heather. Stop being a coward, get off. Face this loser, and beat him to pulp. Yeah, with my voice low yeah. But with more vim and loudness as if my depressing atmosphere faded into a more brighter, colourful and more lively.

I sprang up to my feet, curled my lip and smiled and balled my fist and busted out with leaped off and bolted up the stairs as people looked at me .Just a week at school and I sucked into a whirlpool of craziness.

I had a quick shower and switched into a black tank top, some grey joggers, and some vans. If fashion hates me let it. I trudged through the courtyard, hiding my identity with a grey jumper and my hands in my pockets and entered the jeep by some weird dude.

You might be asking. What the heck is wrong with me? And I might be stupid. Two, I really hated being sick and dependent on the wolves but I was scared shitless of that threat it might sound stupid but I needed reassurance or maybe just tell someone and by someone a supernatural.

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Cold air whipped around my curls as my eyes dart around the green clearing after being enclosed in sparsely canopies of trees as it danced in cool air. I inhaled softly breathing as I closed my eyes tightly. Listen to the chirping of birds in the blue sky as clouds drift lazily only to be muffled and flung me out by the painful grunts, screams and yells.

"Nothing but a peaceful or calming atmosphere. "I muttered sarcastically, rolling my eyes and crossing my arms.

"Seriously, Is the whore, "A deep, gruff voice snickered from behind me .I groaned and whirled to him.

Why? Does everyone assumes I'm a whore, I'm a virgin. Take that. Judgmental glares stared at me as I walked briskly through the field only to be stop by a familiar guy gaze hardened as I tense.

Zale was there flipping over some paper as his eyes skimmed the page. Something flickered in his eyes as a small smile inched his lip. If he wasn't so cute or responsive my annoyance would have melted away.

"HI, "He muttered softly, as he ran tome. Holy molly, He's tall. As he cleared his throat as a small curious crowd formed as some people whispered, paused and dropped their weapons only to ogle. I jerked my head and told him looking dumb.

"A week ago, I was threatened by some zombie ghoul thing and he-it said people will die if I tell anyone. "I muttered angrily, flaring my arms and gesturing its hideous and gross features. Zale stared wide-eyed as concern itched his furrowed brows.

"And did you know? No, of course you don't. Rumours circulate that I'm pregnant .I take drugs and I'm crazy just because I went to a party. A stupid hormonal or frat party that's why. "I said, sighing as I glared at them and shoo them away as I seethed.

"Mind your business, you jerks. "I demanded as they laughed at me and suddenly they grabbed my arms and practically dragged me to the ground.

"She's human."

"Ew, gross. She stinks."

"That's practically you, dude"

"What's wrong with you, people? Why are dragging me, "I yelled angrily as they laughed even harder.

"Stop! "Zale shouted angrily, they froze and tensed as I was plopped into the ground helplessly as I winced. Kids are cruel including Were Kids .They paused, staring at him.

"What! Alpha we thought she was bothering you or some cheap wolf but she's human. "He pleaded pushing me away as I sprang up as glares were shot at me.

"Excuse me, that was stupid .You didn't even bother to ask so did this. She's my mate .You tapeworm." Zale growled lowly as they bowed their heads and retreated away. Zale crouch down wiped the dirt and with one hand, he yanked me up.

"Um, thanks. "I muttered.

"I think we need to talk. "He asked, fumbling with his fingers, his voice low as I picked the dirt and nodded.

"You need to learn how to defend yourself against wolves, rogues and other supernatural," he said, crossing his arms on his broad chest as he leaned was on the Oakwood table .I nodded curtly ,as his hands held y chin as I slowly pulled his fingers and recoiled. I just met him, barely a week so I didn't really develop any feelings and I was proud. Coming from the shadows of worried glances of Zale- No. Ares, her dad and Zale. They were concerned of a girl and her feeble life because not of me .for Zale's sanity and the will of the pack. I sighed internally feeling sad and used.

Ares lead me deeper into the cabin as we passed the hallway to a room. Wooden brown walls, a round black carpet, a vanity and a simple queen sized bed with black bedding and blankets. Plastered all over her walls were posters of heavy metal bands and Goth drawings and some black heavy chains aesthetics as I diverted my eyes away.

Ares wore a black sports bra, black leggings, sneakers, and those fingerless gloves as she tied her long hair into a ponytail. "C'mon, human. Hurry and get dressed. "She mumbled frantically, rummaging through her closet of mostly black clothes or drably coloured ones.

"With what! "I asked, darting my eyes around.

"I don't know? "She screamed loudly.

I found something and quickly changed as Ares quickly retreated as I changed. I wore a lilac sports bra and black leggings and my vans.

"You look like a weakling, any special skills. "She asked impatiently, cracking her fingers and cocking her head. As she started jogging in place and warming up. She did push ups .She was agile, had stamina and lean and muscular.

"I have skills. "I said squeakily, pointing to my chest while tapping it in anger .She placed her arms on her narrow hips. "So what can you do? "She asked rudely, arching a brow as she clicked her tongue. Impatience laced her tone. "I was right? "She snickered, laughing bitterly.

As we left the room, I was thinking about what she said. I might be useless in athletics and defending myself. Then it hit me like a freight train. "I was in track in middle school and long jump. "I said, beaming proudly, not useless any more but that was two years ago. My face fell and my confidence drained. She groaned and but her lip. "No, silly human. I met as in combat, kicks and punches; I do MMA and kick boxing that's what I meant. "She drawled, trying not to laugh. "She punched my bruised shoulder, again and laughed. "But don't look so glum. I'll teach you, ok. "She grinned, flashing her pearly white teeth as we passed a twisty path and entering the vast field. Filled with teens covered in sweat and stinking horribly. Archery, track and combat as beads formed on my forehead.

Zale formally introduced to the pack at the arenas as curious glances from the people from earlier spoilt in. He placed his arms on my shoulder and muttered words. "This is Heather, I want you treat her with respect and if so you might speak to because she's my mate and the –"He was aggressively cut off by a blonde headed boy from the audience.

"The wh-I mean the future Luna. "He flashed a toothy grin. He looked like Sadie's twin except he had dark brown eyes and was short. Aha, baby facedbt he looked younger but me. He had freckles on his face and a cute smile. Luna...moon. My mind instantly translated from Spanish.

He climbed on the stage and thrown me into a bear hug and nuzzled his face onto my chest. I was stunned and shock as Zale pulled him away as he sighed.

"Hi, Luna. I am James the Beta. Nice to meet you." He said enthuastically , while shaking my hands .Wow, he was so energetic and bubbly.

Long story short, we were matched to be fighting partners even though he wasn't dressed for the occasion and damn he's good and very annoying talkative. A blue flannel shirt, a black t-shirt and baggy jeans with a grey beanie over his head.

"So how did you guys meet?" He said as he jumped in circles as I tried to grab his quick hands as we circled each other. He winked playfully, dodged my punches, and tripped me.

"Seriously, why does everyone seem to care?" I whined as kicked him in the guts as he staggered. "Feisty, this this cat has claws. "He mimicked me while doing a claw gesture and roared. I kicked his kneecap and twisted him over as he grabbed my throat as I numerous kicked him in the throat. His eyes faded green as he seethed. He staggered and punched me the face as my nose busted and I digged my nails into his ear he dropped me and pinned me down. I grabbed him by the skull and clench his throat as I hoisted him and we rolled over each other. We were sweating, as blood stunk to my clothing and matted in grass and dirt. Cheers and yells were encouraged as they yelled battle cries.

With a sickening op and high-pitched scream from him he groaned rubbing his arm."Aww, you hate it as people hurt you. "I spat angrily, as he stared wide-eyed as a small smile formed on his lips. He laughed and cheered and squealed as I stared wide-eyed I was so confused. "yes ,I really thought you were a slut or some helpless girl but you prove me right. You seem promising, Heather." James breamed and placed his arms on his back as I stared wide-eyed as people froze, gawk in anticipation and glare. They were shocked that I knew how to fight maybe it was anger that fuelled me .It was a while at least three to four years since I wrestled and fought with the boys.

He was tiny but he was fierce and I weirdly liked that. It was some bullshit test.AS the crowd looked uneasy and tensed. They shrugged and congratulated me as slow claps and wide eyes as I walked through a sea of people.

Ares and Zale stared wide-eyed at me with their features laced with confusion. James ran to me and loped our hands together as he lead me to Zale. Zale's voice was low as he held my bruised fingers and led me into the cabin as people dispersed. "Come with me." It felt like a command not a statement. I tensed.

"You're a savage!" He said, smiling. His anger melted away I avoided his burning gaze and muttered. "I'm not I was just angry." I grinned. "But you lied .I'm sorry. He replied. "You didn't look so shy when you beat up James .He's probably a masochist for a fourteen year old." He groaned, mumbling under his breathe.

I dusted my paisley yellow shirt and brown leggings after a quick shower.

"Honestly, you didn't look like you could do that...I meant fight." He whispered. I shrugged .You know nothing, Alpha Zale.

Returning to school was the easy part. Miraculously, the rumours died down softly because werewolves linger in this school too. So far, I can't really be discreet. I have a scent of wolves mixing with my own scent.

Authors Note :Btw, this is a big rewrite of the first story .Which is currently still on wattpad. With very bad drafts and grammar  It's going to be long and i hope i will submit it by next year watty's after this chapter is one last one. I want to publish on Amazon by next year so hopefully i don't take it down.Might be shorter or longer than the first one.