A Broken Luna novel Chapter 1

"You can't do this to me!" I exclaimed, crying. I tried to break free from his grip, but he wouldn't let go. "Please," I cried out, "this is my home!" I looked to my father who was restraining me from moving. "Fath-"

"No," he said, stone cold, "no one wants you here, Nova." His words cut like knives, and I felt my heart break all over again. My father was the Third In Command, but he was great friends with the Alpha. Usually, there's perks for you. But in my case? It didn't serve me well.

"Don't throw me out of the pack," I cried again, "I'll have no where to go," I whispered, staring up at him. "Please," I begged. Red Moon pack had been my home for seventeen years, and I couldn't just leave. This was my home. My family were here..not that they wanted me. No one did.

"That's not my problem anymore." And then he did it, he chucked me out of Red Moon territory with nothing but the clothes on my back. I'd been stabbed in the back multiple times, figuratively and literally. In life, you'd expect to be stabbed in the back a few times. You'd expect it by boyfriends and friends, but you'd never expect it from your own family. The ones who are suppose to be there with you through thick and thin. After all, blood is thicker than water.

But no. I didn't have that. I didn't have a proper family. I was a disappointment. No, not was, I still am. That's all I'll ever be, a disappointment.

Don't put yourself down, my wolf, Ariella, tells me. She's been my only friend considering everyone hated me. How could a whole pack hate someone? I'd asked myself that for a while actually. But I figured it out. I am a disgrace, a disappointment. I'm a weak werewolf, no wonder they hated me. Even I hate me.

I wonder to myself, why did I ever carry on? Everyone just ends up hurting me. Everyone.

Not our mate, Ariella chimes in with glee in her tone. I shook my head. She was always hopeful that we would find our mate and that he was a good one. But I knew he wouldn't be. One look at me and he would reject me.

Forever alone, that's what they always told me. They told me I'd forever be alone and that my mate either didn't exist or wouldn't want me. They told me that I was a weak excuse for a werewolf and the Moon Goddess wouldn't ever pair anyone up with me. I mean, why would she?

The question that I always wanted to know was, why? Why did they hate me? I did find an answer to it. As I've said, I'm weak. A disappointment. A disgrace. A waste of space. Nothing. They were right all along, and I don't know why they kept me alive.

No, you have to think positive, she says, cutting off our link afterwards.

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After getting kicked out of my pack, I ended up travelling days and days on foot. I didn't know where I ended up, but I was going on no food and a werewolf needs to eat. I got water from when it thankfully rained. Otherwise I would've had to get water from somewhere else, probably a lake.

I didn't feel too well, but I knew I had to carry on. I didn't know whether or not I was in another pack. But at this point, I didn't care. All they'd see me as is a dirty, vicious rogue. Even though I'm the opposite. Well, I am dirty because I haven't had a proper clean in a bit. But I wasn't vicious. I was far from it.