Luna Abigail

Abigail's POV

My name is Abigail Stone-Goldmoon. I am the illegitimate child, but firstborn, of Beta Henrik Stone and his 'mistress' Mallory Goldmoon.

I am 5,8 tall, lean build, but with curves in the right places. My eyes are purple, my hair is silver, going down to my lower back, and my skin with a golden glow to it. Mom told me it was because of my magic. My mom wasn't really my father's mistress, because when he found his mate, she was already pregnant with me. Let's just say that Druella (his mate, and my stepmom) was not at all happy about this. She hates me with a passion, as I do both her and her stupid son Simon- or Si, as he is called.

When I was a kid, I didn't understand why I couldn't play with the other children. Everyone kept telling me I was different and dangerous, but I didn't look or feel any different. My father told me stories about my birth mom, and when I turned 5, she appeared in the wildflower field, at the end of the pack lands. That would become my happy place.

We played, read stories, and had a good time. She would come by every day, but never cross the border into the pack lands. In the beginning, my dad would go with me, and make sure no one would try to mess with me there. After some time, he started to just take me there, and then come get me after a few hours. These hours with my mom, whom I could talk to, vent to and cry to, became what kept me going.

Everyone avoided me, and I was bullied in school, but I kept up with my grades. No one dared go against my 'brother' Si, the future beta and the future Alpha Daemon. Those two were the biggest tormentors of my every day. They were everywhere and only left me alone when my dad was present. He would not tolerate this behavior but could do nothing when he was not there. He also knew Druella mistreated me; but also only when my dad was not around.

I learned from a small age to hide my feelings, and be polite to people I didn't like at all.

The bullying, Druella's mistreatment, and the fact that Alpha Fenrir prohibited me from going deep into the pack lands, was the reason I moved out of the pack house at age 18, and into the little cottage I inherited from my grandmother... She never liked Druella or Si very much, and would bring my birth mother up every chance she got or praise me for being a true leader. Let's just say; She and Druella had a strained relationship, but her ultimate defiance was to let me inherit everything from her. Among those things were a small fortune, the cottage and her Chevy.

My dad would not win the 'Father of the Year' award soon, but he has always been a good dad to me. And even now he still visits once every week. He comes with groceries and my weekly allowance, even though Druella tries her best to stop him. He is not here for long, before she will mind-link him to come home, but I treasure these small moments.

Now you will ask; why would your own dad approve of you moving away from the safety of the pack house?

Well, that is actually really easy to answer - because the pack hates me.

They all think I am an abomination because my mom was a witch. I am what is called a half-breed, and the pack highly looks down upon such an offspring here. You would think our Alpha would stop such nonsense, but he is actually the ringleader of this. His sister was reportedly killed by a dark witch and ever since that, he has had this hatred towards anything or anyone who is not a pure werewolf. Alpha Fenrir, of the Black Moon pack, was known as being insane, but also for his strength and ferocity. His son Daemon was just like his father, and for this reason, he was not at all happy when he found out I was his mate.

-THREE YEARS EARLIER-

"Happy birthday, my darling daughter."

I was turning 18, which was a very important day for both a werewolf and a witch. I had gained my wolf Galaxy at midnight and we had shifted. To say she was beautiful was an understatement! She was beyond anything I had ever seen; pure silver with a purple hue. Her eyes swirled like my own between silver and purple, and all my wolf abilities are extra amplified; my hearing, sight, smell, speed, and strength. And it was not only in my wolf's form these abilities were amplified. I noticed everything was more clear and easy in human form as well; running, lifting, etc. And I could hear things I never heard before, seeing even the smallest details.

It was a brand new world, but Galaxy assures me I will get used to it.

"Thanks, mom. I have had a good day so far, but this is amazing!" I replied.

We sat on either side of the pack border, so no one could fault my mom for trespassing. We were having lunch, and teleported food back and forth. I was having such a good time! "So, my darling, did you practice from our last lesson?" My Mom asks. I rolled my eyes; even on my birthday, she would not let go of my training; even though I had gained my wolf, and I also had witch powers. My Mom has been training me since my magic first started showing - at five.

First as games, fun assignments, and minor puzzles. Later, she intensified my training, and today I have perfect control. "Yes, of course, I've practiced. I kind of knew you wouldn't let me have today off." I answered in a huff. My mom laughed at that. "Sweetheart, you are a true witch princess. It is absolutely important for you to have perfect control of your powers, wolf, and emotions." I nodded. I knew she was right. "I know, mom. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound ungrateful!" Her face fell a bit, "That right there is your awful stepmother talking! You could not sound ungrateful, even if you tried, sweetheart." I blushed. "Awe, thanks, mom." She smiled, and we eat a while in silence. Suddenly, Galaxy became restless in my mind. "Galaxy, what is it?" I asked her. 'Something is wrong.' She answered, but she didn't say what was wrong.

Suddenly, pack warriors surrounded us. Alpha Fenrir stepped out with an evil glint in his eyes. "Well, well, well. Mallory, it's been far too long now." My mom rolled her eyes. "not even close to long enough Fenrir." He snarled, "that's Alpha Fenrir to you, witch. " The last part was spat out. "What is going on, Alpha?" I asked as politely as I could. He was pissing me off, and I wasn't the only one. Galaxy didn't like him either; she was growling in my mind.

Alpha Fenrir gave me an evil smile. "Oh Abigail, I was made aware that you are turning 18 today, so I have made a little surprise for you." His voice was sickly sweet, and it gave me a bad feeling. The men grabbed both my mom and me and then dragged us to the pack house. The pack was gathered, and the energy was tense. "Black Moon pack. Today Beta Henrik's daughter turns 18. This means she has her full witch powers, but she still lacks her wolf." Huh? I didn't lack my wolf. She was right here.

'I am blocking my aura for now, doll,' Galaxy told me, and I knew it was important to keep my mouth shut for the time being.

"This can only mean one thing." Alpha Fenrir continued, "she is a danger to us all. As is her whore mother, who invaded our pack lands and forcibly mated with our beloved Beta. For this, she must pay." At his words, my mother was dragged in front of everyone. A pack warrior kept his hands on my head and made sure my eyes were open at all times. Alpha Fenrir clearly didn't want me to miss a thing. "Mallory Goldmoon, you are sentenced to death by execution. Let this be a warning to all enemies of the werewolves! We will tolerate no one who tries to come and taint our blood, and we will not tolerate their offspring, either. I am sparing your daughter only because I respect my Beta, and he has promised me she is of no threat. She will be excluded from the pack, living in a small cottage on the border of the pack lands, and is prohibited from going too far inside our lands ever again. Whether or not, this will remain forever is up to my son Daemon; when he becomes Alpha in a few years' time, he will decide her future fate."

My mother was forced to the ground, but before they could kill her, she spoke to me in my mind; "Darling girl. Remember what I told you about the darkness? Never let it take over your heart! This pack is so ignorant, it will be their demise one day. But you, my daughter, are a light to the world. Follow Galaxy and she will guide you. Keep your heart pure, and love will someday find you! You are the next Witch Queen; the girl of the prophecy. I am so proud of you, but my time is done. I foresaw this long before this day, and I chose to come, anyway. This is not your fault, and I will not let you blame yourself! Keep loving those who show you hate and ignorance. Love will always prevail."

She looked me in the eye, "I love you my darling, to the moon and back!" She said out loud, and then Alpha Fenrir ripped out her heart.

I didn't utter a word or a tear. But I felt like my insides were on fire, and then someone just switched off my emotions. Galaxy had been pacing ever since we arrived at the pack house, and suddenly she yipped.

'Mate, mate, mate.' That couldn't be! I couldn't have a mate from this pack, or would someone really go against the Alpha? My heart clenched when I saw Daemon stride towards me with disgust all over his face.

"You can't be my mate? Why would the Moon Goddess pair me with the pack abomination? You disgust me!" His words hurt, but I was numb from the execution of my mom.

"I, Daemon Fenrirson, future Alpha of Black Moon, reject you Abigail Stone-Goldmoon as my mate and Luna."

Galaxy whimpered in my mind from the lash of the rejection, but I would not let any of them see my hurt! I stood up straight and looked into Daemon's hateful eyes.

"And I, Abigail Stone-Goldmoon, hereby accept your rejection and withstand from ever being the Luna of this pack." I kept my face straight through the acceptance, turned, and walked away. I could hear Daemon fall to the ground from the impact of our bond fully breaking, but I kept walking.

Abigail's POV

The memories of that fateful day were still all too clear in my mind.

But I had kept my silent promise to my mom. I had never let the darkness take me, and I had grown even closer to Galaxy as time went on. We would go on daily runs together, practice our magic, and do our daily chores. Every day, I became stronger, and I noticed Galaxy was definitely bigger and stronger than any other wolf I'd ever seen. She is an old soul, but it suits me very well. We kept to ourselves and were content with our own company.

Every day, we went to the wildflower field where my Mom and I would meet, and where we had that fateful lunch together. In the middle, I had built a memorial for her; just a small token to remember her by - but something the pack would never recognize. It was really important for me to not forget her and make sure she was always near. Even though it has been three years since she was killed, I still miss her every day.

-So this is me; the shunned half-witch/half-she-wolf.-

The abomination and big secret of the Black Moon pack; the girl who will never fit in.

Tomorrow is Daemon's Alpha ceremony, and I am sure he is going to be looking for a reason to kill me on sight or banish me. Neither are options I will take, so I have packed all my belongings into two suitcases, a backpack, and a duffel bag. It's not much, but it's everything I have.

'Are you ready, Galaxy? I only need to say goodbye to my mom on the field.'

She hummed, 'Yeah, as ready as I'll ever be. I don't like how we are practically being forced to turn rogue, but I also know we can't stay here.'

I knew what she meant and not for the first time; I felt sorry for her to be stuck with a human such as me.

'Don't you dare doll! I am honored to be your counterpart, and I love you very much. This is not your fault, and I will not have you take it on your shoulders again.' She huffed.

I couldn't help but chuckle at my sometimes stubborn-ass wolf. She was magnificent and my biggest supporter. I don't know where we will go, but anywhere away from here would be a pleasant change. Maybe in the human realm; where, maybe, I could hide what I am?

I dismissed the thought instantly. I am not willing to put either my magic or Galaxy away. Neither deserves that!

As I draw nearer to the field, I could hear talk and laughter. This is weird; no one from the pack ever came here because of the possibility of running into me. But never the less, I can hear people. I sniff the air but don't recognize their scent. There are children, but they could be from anywhere. I would not know before I saw them because of their lack of wolves. So they were not from my pack. This explains a lot. Galaxy started growling in my mind, and I immediately get a whiff of a rich stench.

Rouges!

I stop dead in my tracks and keep to the tree lines for now. The rouges crossed our border with no care in the world, and there are about fifteen of them. Their leader strode towards an older woman, who stood protecting a younger version of herself and a bunch of children.

Some of them were from my pack. I can tell because they looked just like their parents...

"Well, well. What do we have here, boys?" The leader yells to his mates. They grin in response. "If it isn't Luna Ornata in the flesh. What is the Luna of the Silver Mist pack doing here? And unprotected at that." He licks his lips and takes a step toward the group. Luna of Silver Mist? They are the absolute strongest pack in our realm, and that is saying something.

"Selwyn. What are you and your mutts doing here?" The Luna asked. Did she know him? Maybe he was an enemy and had followed them here.

"Luna Ornata, I would not let a chance of killing you and taking your daughter for my own go amiss." He smiled evilly at her. She narrows her eyes.

"You are not taking my daughter today, or any other day!" He raises an eyebrow at her.

Just when he was about to answer, I stepped out from the trees.

"You are not welcome here, rouge. Leave, and I will spare your lives." The men spun around and then burst into laughter.

"Go away, little girl. I am not after you." He simply stated.

But I was not going to let anything happen to our guests. I created a protective barrier around the women and children, now that I had created some space between the leader and Luna, by getting his attention.

"Yeah, you are not touching any of them," I said with a shrug. He looked confused, and then turned to grab the Luna, but was met with my barrier.

"WHAT DID YOU DO?" He roared. I smiled.

"Made sure you and your comrades here don't do something you'll regret. Leave and live, or stay and die. I don't care either way." Then I mind-link the pack and warn them of the threat before I shift into Galaxy. To say they were stunned was an understatement.

Abigail's POV

'Galaxy, we need to get to the leader. He is the key to stopping this nonsense, and I am not sure our pack is coming to help us.' Galaxy hummed in response and tore the two rouges apart in one swift motion, as they charged at us.

She keeps sprinting towards the leader, but the other rouges shifted as well, and Galaxy is surrounded. I can hear the leader trying to break through the barrier, but no one with ill will towards the persons inside could ever enter. 'We need to get this over with Galaxy.' She sneers at the rouges and keeps up the pace; death is all around us.

Suddenly I can hear wolves coming near, and by the scent of them, they are allies. They smell like packs, not only my pack but others as well. The sound of growling and paws on the ground distracts the rouges enough for Galaxy to get an opening. She leaps over the surrounding rouges and goes straight for the leader. He shifted into a small brownish wolf but didn't have time to react before Galaxy pounded into him and ripped his throat out. The field was now swimming with pack warriors and various leaders. They were here at Black Moon because of the Alpha ceremony tonight, but they came to help me and rescue the women and children.

Galaxy howls in the sky, and the fight is over.

I let the barrier fall and go to the women. I stay in wolf form because I know the punishment will fall as soon as I shift back. The Luna from Silver Mist comes over to me and Galaxy lays down to get into eyesight.

"Thank you for saving us and fighting for us." She says and then reaches out to Galaxy and pets her head.

The Luna smells so good; it is a masculine and yet refreshing scent. Galaxy kept smelling her, and she laughs at her antics.

"You are an eager one, aren't you?" She asks. But she doesn't move one inch.

Then I see an understanding in her eyes, but she doesn't elaborate on it before Alpha Fenrir walks over only in shorts.

"Abigail, what are you doing? You know, you may not show yourself near any pure werewolves. You will taint them!" He sneers at me.

"SHIFT!" He uses his Alpha voice on me, and I choose to obey; seeing as I hadn't rejected the pack and their Alpha yet, this would make me submit, but I am different and can choose whether I want to do as he says or not, which has given me many problems in the past.

I shift back and stand there in my birthday suit. I summon a blanket and put it around my shoulders.

Alpha Fenrir scowls, and the look in his eyes promises nothing good. He then slaps me across the face.

"I have told you time and time again to NOT do that in public!"

The second slap sends me to the ground, but I don't even flinch.

"And I have told you, time and time again, that if you don't want to share cloth with me, I'll have to summon at least a blanket to cover my body after a surprise shift," I state as I stand back up, not even phased by the slaps. Luna Ornata stands in between me and the Alpha.

"What do you think you are doing? She saved our lives, and you treat her like that?" She all but yells at Alpha Fenrir. He doesn't look pleased to be talked to like that, but he says nothing back. Luna Ornata turns around.

"Sweet girl, please come with me to the pack house and we will get you some clothes and some attention to those wounds." She says kindly and offers me a hand. I stare at her, not knowing what to do.

This wakes up Alpha Fenrir.

"You are not going anywhere, girl! Go back to where you came from and stay there. I will take care of you later." He sneers. Luna Ornata looks livid. She was not used to people talking like that, either.

"Alpha Fenrir, with all due respect, this girl saved your children, me, my daughter, and two of my pack's children. And you say that she is not welcome to the pack house? What kind of pack is this?" She asks, her eyes blazing with anger.

"I have mind-linked my husband and son. They have been scouring the forest for more rouges and are on their way back here. It will do you right to not disobey me on this! This girl, Abigail, is coming with me and getting those wounds attended to. I will not tolerate you treating her like this." She then crosses her arms and sends Alpha Fenrir a look that said to not get in her way.

We wait for about 10 minutes before the sound of feet can be heard coming toward us. Everyone else had kept their distance from the fuming Alpha and Luna. Their auras fill the air with tension, but neither would budge from the other.

Galaxy, who until now had been quietly observing in the back of my head, paces around in circles.

'Galaxy, what is it?' She keeps pacing until a young man comes into sight.

He is easily 6 feet tall, with muscles everywhere. He is only in shorts, so his eight pack is clearly visible. Galaxy is practically drooling in my mind and jumps around like a little pup.

'Mate, mate, mate.' She squeals.

'What are you talking about? Our mate rejected us, remember?' But Galaxy keeps howling in delight. There is no way this hunk of a wolf is my mate. Do I really get to have a second chance? Or is the moon goddess playing some cruel prank on me?

It can't be?

I keep telling myself that as he walks closer.

Abigail's POV

As soon as our eyes meet, something clicks inside of me, and I know Galaxy is right.

Then, his scent hits me, and he smells like pine and fresh rain. It is so refreshing and soothing at the same time. He keeps his eyes on me the whole time, and I feel like he can look right through me.

"Ah. Greyson and Matthew! I'm sorry I had to disturb you both, but Alpha Fenrir is refusing me to tend to this young woman." The two Alphas look at me, then Luna Ornata, and finally Alpha Fenrir. "What is the meaning of this?" The elder version of the two men asks. But before anyone can answer, a growl rips through the air. I am swooped up into muscular arms that send tingles through the blanket all over my body.

"How did she sustain these injuries?" The man called Matthew asks, even though his eyes clearly show he knows the answer to his own question.

Alpha Fenrir looks livid and sends me a death glare to get me to keep my mouth shut. He can't mind-link me, because I always keep a block up. This would usually not keep the Alpha out, but I have put some of my magic in it to hold everyone, him included, out.

"Alpha Fenrir, I demand to know why this young lady is still out here, and only in a blanket at that!" Matthew inquires.

Alpha Fenrir doesn't answer. But turns around and walks away.

"If you want the girl tented too, I will not stand in the way, and you can take her to the pack house. But I will force none of my true pack members to associate with her kind." He then gives me an evil smirk and walks away.

The two men look utterly confused by the statement of my Alpha.

"What in the world of vague statements was that?" Alpha Greyson asks. Luna Ornata rolls her eyes. "That was the terrible Alpha's way to tell you that this wonderful young woman is very special. She not only saved us all, but she has magic. I am guessing she is half witch and half werewolf?" They directed the question at me, and I blush.

The Luna has been defending me, but that would surely change now that she knows my secret.

"Yes, Luna. I am indeed a half-witch and half-werewolf. My mother was a witch, and my father is the Beta of this pack. But no one wants to be near me, so it really doesn't matter. Besides, even my father's mate hates me - so between her and the Alpha, I keep to myself." They all look at me like I'm crazy.

"Matthew, please put that poor girl down now?" The Luna says instead of answering my statement. They all act like I didn't just drop a giant bombshell. Matthew puts me to my feet but keeps his hands on the small of my back.

"I am sorry Alphas, I have not introduced myself. My name is Abigail Stone-Goldmoon, and if you would please excuse me, I will go home and clean up. Luna, I am sorry for the trouble I have caused you but, I really would like to go back to my cottage now. I don't like to go to the pack house." I say as politely as I can, but Matthew shakes his head at me.

"My mate will not be tending to her own wounds and be shunned away like a freak. You are not a freak, and I will tolerate no one disrespecting you!" He states sternly, while still holding on to my waist.

There is something in his eyes, a possessiveness, and something else? Something tender and unfamiliar. Hope? Love? No, I must not jump to conclusions. He will eventually reject me, as my first mate did.

'Doll, you need to stay positive. He will not reject us! He is different from everyone here, and I believe they can accept us just as we are.' Galaxy, the eternal optimist says to me.

"I am not sure you want me as your mate, Alpha Matthew. No one here likes me, and you will soon grow tired of me. My first mate even rejected me right away." My hands fly to my mouth when the last part slips out.

"Your first mate? Young lady, what do you mean 'first mate'?" Alpha Greyson asked me, and I could have slapped myself. We were walking towards the pack house despite my protests.

"Uhm... Well... My first mate, he rejected me on my 18th birthday." I say in a low voice.

"So, he is in this pack?" Luna Ornata asks curiously.

"Yes, Luna. He, uh... He actually is the Alpha's son." I whisper the last part, and they all stop dead in their tracks.

"He is who?" Matthew growls.

"Are you telling me that dimwit, Daemon, was mated to you, and he rejected you on your birthday?" Matthew continues in a dark voice.

I could practically feel the deadly aura coming from Matthew. Instead of answering, I just nod. Another growl rips through Matthew, but his mother smacks him upside the head.

"Will you stop that? You are scarring poor Abigail." Then she rolls her eyes at her son and takes my hand in hers.

"Don't mind him. He is not angry with you! He is just a typical Alpha, and besides, he is just like his father." Greyson laughs and shrugs his shoulders.

Matthew, who still has a hand on my lower back, looks shameful.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart. I just don't like the thought that the moon goddess paired you with him, and made you go through such a rough time - alone." He then gives me a small smile, and I can't help but smile back at him.

We arrive at the pack infirmary, but no matter what Matthew and his parents say, the pack doctors keep refusing to look at my wounds. It isn't until my dad arrives and threatens to banish the lot of them, one quickly looks me over. He tells me I'm fine, and I will heal. Then he is gone.

I know my dad will hear about this later, but at least he tried to help me.

"Dad, this is the Luna and Alpha from the Silver Mist pack, and their son, Matthew." I try to introduce them and ease the awkward silence.

"Actually, my dear, I am the former Alpha as my son took my place as Alpha last year," Greyson tells me in a mild tone. I blush. And curse me for mixing it up.

"My apologies, former Alpha Blue. I didn't know you had given the position to the next generation." I answer, my cheeks heated from embarrassment. He smiles.

"Everything is fine, my dear. This is an honest mistake. And you can call me Greyson. This is my wife, Nata, and we already introduced my son." He answers with a wink.

My dad clears his throat, his eyes on the way Matthew holds my hand and looks at me.

"I am sorry Alpha, but I must ask you what your intentions are with my daughter?" Matthew looks like he wants to punch my dad for asking that question.

"My intentions are obvious. Your daughter, Beta Stone, is my mate and from what I gather, I am her second chance. I intend to court her and treat her like the princess and queen she is. I intend to show her how special she is, and that not everyone is like this pack of ignorant and snobby mutts." Matthew answers in an annoyed tone.

My dad sighs and then nods. He knows Matthew is right in all his accusations and has nothing to defend the pack with.

"Well, I will give you both my blessing. Abby, I have retrieved your belongings and will have them brought to your mate's room. I'm sorry, sweet girl, but the Alpha threw a fit when he came back, and ordered your home burned to the ground. I'm afraid it is gone." My dad says in a voice filled with sorrow and regret.

When he said those words, my world come crashing down. I sob. It was gone. My home for the last three years, was my only free space during my childhood; whenever Druella was too much or I needed some peace or someone who would listen. It was gone. Again, I am scooped up into muscular arms that give me tingles all over my body. Matthew holds me close and starts rubbing circles on my arms.

"Mom, could Helena please get some clothes to my room, then we are leaving. My mate is not staying here a minute longer than necessary." Ornata nods and leaves the hospital room with my dad and Greyson. My dad promises to get by belongings to us as fast as possible.

"Abby, I am taking you to my room, where you can have a nice warm bath. Then we get your things and we are going to leave." My head is spinning from all the excitement. The next thing I know, the darkness surrounds me, and all noises disappear.

The Third Person's POV

As Matthew feels his mate go limp in his arms, he looks down at her. She is out cold.

What happened?

"Mom... MOM!" Matthew yells down the corridor where his parents had disappeared to do what he had asked.

"Matt, darling, what is wrong?" Luna Ornata eyes the unconscious girls in her son's arms, and his panicked state of mind.

"I think everything finally caught up with the poor child. Don't worry Matt, she will wake up in a little while. Go put her in your bedroom, and stay with her. I will get Helena to come with some clothes and then join you in your room." Her voice is gentle, but her son does not overlook the worry in her eyes.

Matthew does what she says and carries his beautiful mate to his room. He can't believe how she has been treated by this pack! The rumors of a shunned she-wolf/witch girl have, of course, reached his pack, but no one there believed anyone could be so closed minded.

But alas, here he is, and the girl is his long awaited mate. She is everything he had ever wanted and more. She is beautiful beyond anyone he had ever laid his eyes upon, and her curves would have any male look at her again and again. When he reached the field in the forest earlier, he didn't expect to see so many dead rouges. But mostly, he didn't expect to see his mate in the middle of the battle.

She was beyond everything he had ever imagined, her moves, her size, her fur. When she had gone for the leader, he had held his breath because of worry for her. But she had crushed him like an insect. His wolf Blade had swollen with pride. And he wanted to go to her immediately, but his duty kept him from her until he was sure all the rouges were gone.

When his mother had mind-linked him about her, he had been scouting in the forest for more rouges with his father. Matt and Blade had run to their maximum speed to get back to their mate as quickly as they could.

A knock on the door interrupted Matthew's thoughts. He got up from beside his mate to open it.

Outside stood his youngest sister, Helena. She gave him a small smile.

"May I come in, brother?" She asks. Matthew stands aside and lets her walk into the room. She sits in a chair and lays the clothes on the table.

"Mom told me what happened. I am so happy for you, but I am sorry for how your mate has been treated here. She saved my life out there, and she didn't even think twice about it, even after everything that has been given to her here." Helena says with tears in her eyes.

She looks at her unconscious future sister-in-law, who she had to admit was a very beautiful girl, even laying there in bed. She looks so normal. Why did her pack hate her so much, Helena wondered.

"I don't know what to do, Matt?" Helena says, frustrated.

"My mate is here, but I don't want to live in a pack that is so narrow minded. He even told me not to come here with the clothes. He is sure she will infect me with something dangerous, just because her mother was a witch." She sighs and runs her hands through her hair.

Matthew just about had it with these people. One thing was how they had treated his mate, but if they tried to brainwash his innocent little sister, he would raise hell. Until now he had kept his and Blade's anger at bay because this is where his mate was from, but things were getting more and more out of hand.

"Lena, you need to make this decision yourself. Your mate is welcome at home anytime, but he will have to accept Abby as his Luna. You are a smart girl, and I know you will decide the right thing for yourself; I will not decide for you." He breathed.

"I will always support you, no matter what, little sister, but I will also always choose my mate. She is innocent in all this chaos." Matthew states with a mild expression in his green eyes.

Helena nods in understanding.

"Trust me, I know she is innocent. I was afraid you would tell me it was my decision, so I already made it. I told him he could move with me to my pack, accept Abigail and have his eyes opened from this way of life or we could reject each other right then and there. He told me I was crazy and needed to know my place as his woman." A low growl escapes Matthew at this.

"Easy, brother. I can hold my own, and I did. The gnome didn't know what was coming for him after such a statement, but I punched him in the face in front of mom dad and his Alpha. Then I rejected him and told him and the Alpha that I have no respect for men who were so full of themselves that they view women as prizes! I am not someone's prize, and I refuse to live here!" She huffs in annoyance. Matthew stares at her before he laughs. Helena laughs with him and soon they are both crying from laughter. He can just imagine the faces of his sister's ex-mate and that stupid Alpha when she did that.

Priceless!

"What's so funny in here?" Came their mother's voice from the door.

"Lena just told me how she held her own to that mutt of a mate," Matthew says with an eye roll and a smirk. Ornata shakes her head at her children.

They were growing into their own people, but she is so damn proud of them both! They have turned out to be responsible and clever young adults.

Especially her eldest, Matthew. He already saw who his mate really was, a clever, special, and wonderful young woman who cared for others before herself. She had proven herself today in the meadow, and Ornate was proud that she would soon help the sweet girl into Luna's position.

They keep talking for an hour before Abigail stirs.