The Unlikely Luna Novel – “SMACK!!!” “I told you to make sure that the kitchen was cleaned before I came back!” He screamed. I just lay there on the floor as my stepfather was beating me for the second time this week. I was still hurting from the beating that I received earlier in the week because I woke up late to make breakfast. He kicked me in the ribs, and I felt one of them crack. Great, I will have to go to the pack hospital again in the past two months. “Get your lazy up and get this kitchen cleaned up by the time I come back from training.” He growled, walking out the back door. He looked at my mom, telling her to leave the room and not to help me. I got up very slowly, holding my left side and taking deep breaths because the pain was unbearable. I finally got up, went to the sink, and started washing the dishes. I got up late again this morning because I was up late doing schoolwork. My name is Tovi Robinson, and I am a 17-year-old Omega female at Blood Stone Pack.
Well, that is what my mother and stepfather keep on telling me. My mother met and married my stepfather when I was 2 years old. I never knew who my real father was. Mother would never talk about him much to me other than telling me that he never cared about either one of us. I am 6 feet tall and 155 lbs. I am the tallest Omega female in the whole pack, and I have always felt like I am different from being an Omega. I am faster and stronger than the rest of the Omegas, and I have problems with authority from the high-ranking members of the pack. I have chestnut-auburn hair that goes to the middle of my back, with light green eyes. My eyes are what captivate people when they first meet me. I got to the sink and my mother looked at me and smirked, “You should have gotten all your chores done last night before you went to bed.
Now, you pissed Paul off again and got your beat again this week. When are you going to learn?” She looked at me with disgust on her face. “You will never be anything but a lowly Omega. Do what you are told and keep your head down. You seriously think that when you turn 18 your mate will accept you?” She said conceding. “One look at you and he will reject you at first sight. You will be stuck here for the rest of your alone and as everyone’s slave.” I continued doing the dishes, so I could get breakfast made before Paul came back from training, ignoring my mother. I do not know what I have ever done to her or Paul to receive such treatment. Paul is the Gamma of the pack, so everything he does to me is behind closed doors, especially in our apartment in the packhouse. I have been treated like this since my little brother and sister, Bjorn and Siobahn, were born.
They have the Gamma blood in them and are treated like royalty, especially Bjorn, since he is to be the next Gamma when Paul retires in a few years. The dishes slowly got done, and I turned to the fridge and pulled out the bacon, eggs, and hashbrowns to make breakfast. I make a whole pack of bacon, a dozen eggs, a whole bag of hashbrowns, and half a loaf of bread for toast. Bjorn walks into the kitchen, takes one look at my face, and sees the fresh bruises on my face. He looks at me sympathetically and says, “Piss dad off again this morning? This is the second time this week this has happened. You know how dad is when it comes to you doing all the chores around the house, right, sis?” “I know, but I overslept this morning because I was up late again doing homework. Siobhan and her friends trashed the living room last night and it took me until 11 before I got into my room.” I said, sighing at the same time. “Next time she does that, or you are getting behind on your chores, let me know and I will help you.” My brother said, giving me a side hug. I hissed in pain from the cracked rib.
“He broke another rib, sis?” “Yeah, but I do not have time before school to go to the hospital to get it checked out.” I grimaced as I picked up the iron skillet off the stove and placed it into the sink. Bjorn and I always had a great brother-sister relationship, even though he is 2 years younger than me. He always had my back and has saved me a few times from beatings from Paul. Now, with Siobhan and me, she treats me like I am her slave and torments me every chance she and her stuck-up friends get. She is the princess of the place and what Siobahn wants, mommy and daddy will get it for her. She is 7 months younger than Bjorn. “OK, breakfast is ready. I am going to get Siobahn up and then get ready for school.” I glanced at Bjorn as I was walking out of the kitchen. He grabbed a piece of bacon and smirked. “Good luck with that, sis.
You know she was up late last night.” “Not my problem.” I sung aloud. I walked down the hallway to Siobhan’s room. I knocked on the door and of course, there was no answer. I opened the door, and her room looked like a twister went through it. Clothes and shoes were all over the floor, magazines were strewn all over the place, cans of pop were tipped over and the carpet was stained. Great, it is going to take me all afternoon to get her room cleaned. “Siobahn, it’s time to get up for school.” I said, poking her in the back with my finger. She throw her arm around, trying to hit me. “”Leave me alone.” She hissed at me. I pulled the curtains open on her windows, pulled her comforter off her, and told her, “It is not my fault that you were up late last night with your nimrod friends. It is time for school. Unless you want to explain to your father why you missed school for the second time this month?” She got up. She looked at me and smirked, “No, I will tell Daddy that you didn’t get me up and you will get another beating like before.” She laughed and headed to the bathroom.
The sad thing is that Paul will believe her, and I will get beat again. So, tired of the beatings. I cannot wait until I turn 18 and get my wolf in a few weeks. Then, I can get out of this pack and go somewhere where I am safe and get treated fairly. I seriously want to go out and find my birth father, but my mother is not releasing any information about him, like what his name is and what pack he lives in. That is ok, I have Nana to tell me the information. She is waiting for me to turn 18 and spill the beans about my father. Nana and my mother never were on the best of terms, but Nana would spoil me rotten every chance she could. Since she was up and getting ready for school, I went to my room, which is the pantry, and grabbed my bookbag and shoes. I walked into the kitchen, washed the pans from breakfast, and put the dirty dishes into the dishwasher.
I said bye to my little brother, even though he is starting to tower over me at 15. I walked out the door and headed down the stairs to the front door. We live on the third floor of the packhouse, with Alpha and his family on the fifth floor, and Beta’s family on the fourth. The second floor consists of guest rooms and the main floor has a communal area, dining room, kitchen, theater, and game room for all the pack members to use and enjoy. I got to the door and there was my best friend, Angelica, standing there waiting for me. She is one of the Omegas that work and live in the packhouse. She is shorter than me at 5’5″, with long black hair and the biggest brown eyes. “Come on,” she said. “We are going to be late if we don’t get moving!” Luckily, the high school is just down the street, a 10-minute walk from the packhouse. She looked at me and saw the new bruise on my face.
“Paul being hit you again this morning?” She asked, with a worried look on her face. “When will he leave me alone?” I said sarcastically. I did not have time this morning to try and cover up the new bruise. “When are you going to get away from him?” Angelica asked. “As soon as I turn 18 and get my wolf. Then I am leaving the pack and going to Nana’s pack in California.” I said with hope in my voice. “I have just a few more weeks to put up with him, and then I’m gone.” Blood Stone Pack is a decent size pack, with 500 members. We are in central Colorado, along the Rockies, an hour north of Denver. We are a strong pack considering our size, especially since Alpha Zane wants everyone to train and be in their top form in case we would ever be attacked by rouges. Rouge attacks have been picking up here lately, at least one attack a week. But fortunately, we have been holding them back, with no pack losses. The pack consists of the five-story packhouse, training grounds and building, warrior house, our school, a nice shopping center with shops and restaurants, and numerous homes that the pack members live in. A lot of the members work in the shops and restaurants, but many of them work in the city. We got to school, and Rocky was standing there outside, by the trees, waiting for us to show up.
Rocky is Angelica’s cousin and is one of our best upcoming warriors in the pack. He’s taller than me, standing at 6’3″, built like a god, with shoulder-length blonde hair and the most beautiful dark blue eyes that a girl can get lost in. He just turned 18 a couple of weeks ago and hasn’t found his mate yet. He is hoping that I will be his mate when I turn 18 soon. Rocky has had the biggest crush on me since first grade. “Good morning, ladies,” he said as he put his arms around the both of us. “How are we this lovely morning?” Angelica looked at me and sighed, “Would be a good morning if Tovi’s stepfather would keep his hands to himself and quit using her as a punching bag.” Rocky stopped, gently grabbed my chin, and turned my head so he could see the bruise on the side of my face. He growled and had a pissed off look on his face. “One of these days, he’s going to get what he has coming Especially when he thinks it is ok to put his hands on an Omega, and a female at it. Does Alpha Zane and Luna Morgan know?” “No, they do not. I was told not to tell anyone, but obviously, it’s hard not to when he leaves marks on my face and broken bones. It’s hard to heal when I don’t have my wolf yet.” “Well, soon, you will be able to leave the apartment and start living your life like a normal wolf.”
He said, hugging me. We walked into the school and headed to our respective lockers. Mine is just down the hall from our future Alpha, Corbin, and as always, he is surrounded by the popular girls in the school. My brother is standing next to him, since he is the next Gamma when he turns 18. I nodded my head at my brother and went to get my books out of my locker. “EW! Bjorn, how can you stand living with a nasty Omega in your apartment?” Chelsea, Beta’s daughter, asked my brother. “I’m surprised that your dad continues to let her live with you all. She needs to know her place and be down with the other disgusting Omegas!” Bjorn looked at her with disgust, and growled at her, “Better watch what you say, Chelsea. That is my sister, and she is a great person. Just because she is an Omega doesn’t mean that she is nasty at all!” I love it when my brother sticks up for me! He, Angelica, Rocky, and the head Omega, Mrs. Smith, all stick up for me. “Well, when I become the Luna, the Omegas are getting kicked out and can live in the old warehouse on the other side of the pack.” She huffs, “because I don’t want them to make the packhouse nasty with their status.
The only time they are allowed in the packhouse is to do their chores and cook food for the pack!” Corbin looks at her and scoffs. “Who says that you will become my Luna? Only my mate will become my Luna.” Chelsea’s birthday is the same day as mine, so she doesn’t know that she is Corbin’s mate for now. Right now, she is just his girlfriend who wears dresses that are too short and show so much skin. “Oh, I’m pretty sure that we are mates, Corbin.” She says, wrapping her arms around Corbin and batting her long, fake eyelashes at him. “We’ll see,” He says. The bell rings and I head to my first class, which is History. We go over the werewolf history and learn about the laws of the werewolves. I am fascinated by the class and love learning the difference between all the laws. Corbin and his gang are in my first class, so Chelsea does everything in her power to make me miserable in the class. She is one of my main bullies in school, along with my sister and her cronies. I take my seat over by the window, so I can admire the view and beauty of the mountains close by.
Corbin, Chelsea, and their gang sit in the back. Chelsea walks past me, knocking my books off my desk. “Oops! My bad! NOT!” She says and starts laughing. Everyone starts laughing with her. She sits a couple of desks back and scoots over to Corbin. He just rolls his eyes at her. “All right class, that is enough!” Mr. Peterson, my history teacher, says. “Everyone turn to page 98 in your history book!” Everyone let out howls of agony and did exactly what he asked. Chelsea leans forward and whispers in my ear, “Tovi, you are nothing but a worthless Omega that will be alone for the rest of your life. Omegas do not deserve mates. They are only good to be our slaves and produce more Omegas to serve us.” I don’t know how she is getting this kind of thinking, since her parents, Beta Richard and his mate, Margo, are wonderful people. It is because she is the youngest and only girl in the family of six. Her oldest brother, Ritchie, will be the next Beta and he is at Beta training right now. Her other two brothers are Delta warriors and are the best fighters in the pack.
The rest of the morning goes by fast, and suddenly, it’s lunchtime. I headed to the cafeteria to meet up with Angelica and Rocky. I grab a bowl of chili and some fries and sit down at a table with my two besties. We were having an enjoyable time, laughing, and joking around, when suddenly, I felt something hot being poured over my head and onto my clothes. I turned around and Chelsea was standing there with an empty bowl in her hands and a smirk on her face. “Oops, I must have tripped.” She said, laughing. “But you Omegas should be used to being dirty and nasty all the time.” I turned around in my seat, grabbed my bowl of chili, stood up, and dumped it on top of her head. Everyone gasped. Several of the Omegas started laughing, taking pictures of her, with a fuming look on her face. “At least I wear the chili better than what you can.” I said, smiling. Chelsea was fuming and started to scream. “WHO DO YOU THINK ARE!!! YOU ARE A NOBODY!! WAIT UNTIL YOUR STEPFATHER HEARS ABOUT THIS!!”Oh!!! I’m in for another beating when I get home this afternoon. I looked at both Angelica and Rocky and said, “It was nice knowing you both. You know well that Paul is going to kill me when I get home when he finds out what I did to Beta’s daughter.” Angelica has a look of horror on her face.
“Oh! Do you think that he will go that extreme?” “Yep.” Among Chelsea’s screaming, Mrs. Fields, the principal, saw what happened and came over. “Both of you to my office right now!” She yelled. Great, now I am in a bind when I get home. We walked up to Mrs. Field’s office and took a seat in front of her office. We can hear Miss Cruz calling all our parents. Chelsea is sitting there, staring at me, fuming. Then suddenly, she got a smile on her face. “Maybe this time, your stepdad will finish the job and kill you for good. You are a worthless Omega and don’t deserve to breathe.” She said with a smirk. Yep, that is exactly what I am afraid of. Nice knowing you, Blood Stone Pack. Half an hour later, my mother, my stepfather, Beta Richard, and his mate, Margo, all walked into the school’s office. My mother and Paul both glared at me and Beta and Margo ran up to Chelsea, who was faking tears by then. I just sat there and rolled my eyes. “Chelsea, what happened, baby?” her mother ran up to her, putting her arm around Chelsea. She became overdramatic and started crying, yelling that I was bullying her and that I was jealous of her because I had a crush on the future Alpha, Corbin.
I scoffed and said, “That is highly unlikely, Chelsea. Now, tell them the truth! Do not forget, I have witnesses, one of them being my brother!” Chelsea gave me the deer in the headlight look like she was in trouble. Paul glared at me, grabbing my arm with such force and grip that I knew that I was going to have a bruise there by the time I got home. “Behave yourself!” he growled. “You know better than to disrespect high-ranking wolves, regardless of age! You will apologize, and I will deal with you when we get home!” “I did not do anything. She started it, so I finished it!” I yelled in Paul’s face. “She is nothing but a spoiled bad girl that needs to be put in her place, taught some humanity!” “I’m sorry, Beta Richard, Margo.” My mother said, “I have no clue what got into my daughter. We need to keep these Omegas more in line. They need more work in the pack to remind them of their place.” My jaw dropped. Chelsea sat there with a smirk on her face.
Mrs. Fields walked out of her office and had all the parents go in to discuss punishments. They were in there for an hour before they all walked out. Beta and his mate helped Chelsea up and walked out of the office. Paul yanked on my arm and dragged me into the office, practically yanking my shoulder out of the socket. “Sit your worthless down, NOW!” He commanded. I glared at him and flipped him off. Mrs. Fields sighed, “Now Tovi, with your punishment for dumping chili on Chelsea, you will be receiving a week of out-of-school suspension, a week of in-school suspension, and a month of detentions for assaulting Beta’s daughter.” I sat there, my jaw hitting the floor. “And what about Chelsea’s punishment for starting it all?” I asked. “She is only getting a warning this time.” I was told. I was pissed. I jumped out of my chair and yelled, “I was sitting there minding my own business with my friends, and Chelsea starts it, and she gets away with it while I am the one getting the punishment!!! This is a big joke!!!” “SIT YOUR DOWN AND WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE, TOVI!” My stepfather yelled.I turned around and looked at him. “Shut your filthy mouth, Paul!” My mother looked at Mrs. Fields and said, “I believe it’s time for us to go and deal with this disrespectful Omega, Mrs. Fields.”
My mother stands up and Paul grabs my arm and drags me out of the office, to the car. He throws me into the back seat and slams the door shut. He and my mother got into the car, and he turned and looked at me. “Looks like you are getting your severe punishment this time!” He growls at me. I glared at him, sitting there with my arms crossed in front of my chest. “Like you know how to be fair, Paul. I cannot wait to get out of here.” I said. He glared at me in the rearview mirror and drove towards the building where we have the prison cells and keep any rogues the patrols and warriors capture. I know from previous experiences that Alpha Zane has a torture room to get information out of the rogues. Paul has taken me there several times to beat me when he believes that I have been out of control and need some extra discipline. I have numerous scars across my back because of him, whipping me whips made of silver and dipped in wolfsbane. We pulled up and before I could react, Paul had mind-linked a couple of warriors to be ready to pull me out of the car.
He knew from previous beatings that I would run into the woods and hide there for a few days, with Angelica sneaking me out food and water to survive. We have a hidden cave that is five miles from the packhouse that we would spend time together at when we were kids and only myself, her, and Rocky knew about it. But this time, Paul outsmarted me and had backup ready when we pulled up because he knew I was going to run. “Take her to her cell in the hallway.” He said. That cell has become my second home when he has the inkling to give me my severe beatings. I have extra clothes there, along with a blanket and a couple of books to read. Angelica is allowed only to bring me my homework once a day and Mrs. Smith would only bring me two meals a day, consisting of bread and water. But she would sneak me extra food so I would not be so weak and be able to fight back. The warriors nodded their heads and yanked on my arms.
We walked into the prison, and it reeked of death. So many rogues have died here because they have decided to be stupid and try to attack us. We walked down the hallway to my designated cell, with a couple of the new rouges yelling at me. “Come here, sweetheart!” One of them yelled at me. “I’m sure that we can have a good time while we wait!” I looked at him and growled. Paul walked up to the cell door, stuck a cattle prod through the bars, and zapped him. “She is not here for your entertainment, rogue! Now, sit down and shut up before I drag you out and whip you some more!” He growled at the rogue. I walked to the cell, with both warriors holding onto my arms. I shrugged them off and told them that I didn’t need their assistance to get into my cell. “We just want to make sure that you are going to cooperate and go in this time.”
Koty, one of the warriors, said. Last time, I took off running down the hallway, trying to get out of the door. You needed a code to get out and the code is changed every shift, the only ones that knew it were the ones that are working on shift. “I’ll go in this time.” I sneered, “but not because I want to. I have no choice in the matter, now do I?” I walked in and placed my bag on the bed. Paul slammed the door and growled, “Might as well get comfortable. I will be back after taking your mother home. You know what to do.” I rolled my eyes, stood straight up, and saluted him. “Yes, sir!” Said sarcastically. He growled, made sure the door is locked, and walked away. I sat down on the bed, waiting for my punishment this time.”