Descendants Of Moon Goddess

Two little pups played around the pack, oblivious to their environment.

"Tag, you're it!" One of the pup yelled, running. Her friend giggled, running after her. It was a fun day, and the pups were still playing until they heard a loud horn, and they immediately stopped playing. They know what that means.

"Octavia rogues, let's go to the basement," the other pup, Samantha, said, dragging her friend with her tiny hands. Octavia quickly listened to her friend and started running. The two pups ran. They had to get to the basement fast; if not, something bad might happen to them. A member of their pack who had been looking for them earlier spotted them.

"Octavia! Samantha! Run faster! Quickly, get into the basement!" The middle-aged man yelled in urgency. There was an attack in the pack and the sudden peaceful place was in chaos. While they both run, a hand abruptly seized Samantha.

"Arg!!! Let me go!" she screamed, kicking her legs and arms, in fear of being eaten by a rogue. Octavia turned back. Her friend was not with her. And without thinking, she ran after her.

"Samantha!" she screamed, panicking and worried about her friend.

"Octavia! help me!" Samantha yelled back. Octavia saw the man who grab her friend, and she hurried after him.

"Samantha! Leave her alone!" Octavia screamed, running after them. A warrior saw what was happening and hurried to them. He got closer and ran into the man carrying Samantha. They both rolled down to the floor.

"Girls, quickly, to the basement," he said, holding the man on the floor. Samantha ran to the basement in panic, but Octavia stayed.

"Dad, no, I'm not going! I'm scared he will hurt you!" she said, crying and worried about her dad's safety.

"Octavia, go to the basement now! I will be fine!" her father yelled warningly.

"O...okay," Octavia said shakingly, nodding her head and heading toward the basement.

All the people around were already in the basement. Only the warriors and little Octavia were outside.

"Run, Octavia, run," she whispers to herself as she runs toward the basement. But suddenly, a wolf collided into her. She screamed and fell to the floor. She looked up and saw an enormous black wolf. The wolf took predatory steps toward her. She moved back, shaking.

"Ple...please g..go a..wa...away," Octavia said, terrified. The wolf got near her. He lifted his wolf's claws, closing in to strike the child. But her father stepped in and took the strike. The wolf's claw scratches his chest to the stomach, leaving a fatal wound. Her father fell, panting. He was dying.

"Dad, no," Octavia cried, looking at her father, who was growling in pain.

"Octavia, don't cry. I love you so much," he said, looking at his daughter, whom he loves a lot. He raised his hand and touched her hair, stroking it softly. It was his favorite thing to do, and the only thing Octavia could do was cry.

"I will always love you, Octavia," he said. He looked at his daughter one more time and smiled, then his hands dropped. Death was a thing that everybody was familiar with, both the young and old. Death is a natural part of life, therefore Octavia was aware of it.

"Dad, no! Wake up, wake up!" she yelled, shaking his naked form. The wolf who killed him shifted, laughing humorlessly at the little girl.

"Sorry little girl, daddy is never coming back. He is gone, forever," he said, smiling sardonically. She looked up at him, rage clear in her eyes.

"You killed him! You killed my father," she cried.

"Yes, I did," the man replied, laughing. Octavia screamed. It was a powerful scream. Blue and black flame came out of her little body. The man was shocked, but that shock didn't last long because the flame killed every living thing in her surrounding. The trees died, and the plants and flowers turned black. The humans all fell, dying instantly. Their body turning black. The little girl fainted.

14 years later

Octavia POV

"Wake up, bitch" a voice said, followed by cold icy water on my body. I woke up startled. I looked at who poured me water. It was Samantha. I quickly stood up.

"M.mo..morning Luna," I said, bowing shakily. I don't want to upset her.

"Take your morning to yourself, dirty rag. My clothes need washing. I want you to wash them all with your hands. The washing machine spoils my clothes, and I want them ironed and folded. Do you understand?" She asked, glaring at me. I flinch and shakily nod my head.

"Answer me when I talk to you, bitch!" she said, then she dragged my hair and slammed my head on the wall. Then, she kicked me in the ribs and threw me to the concrete floor.

"O..o.ka..okay lu..na" I stammered out with tears burning my eyes. You can't cry out, Octavia; she is going to punish you more. I thought, biting my lips in pain.

"Better," she said and walked past me while deliberately matching my hand with her 6-inch heels. I lay on the floor, crying and cursing my cruel fate. She was my best friend. Everyone would have been saved if I had not run after her. The pack won't have hated me. Everybody would still be alive; my father and mother would still be alive.

After what happened, the pack hated me; they blamed me for killing all the men. Our Alpha and Beta were on a trip, so I did not kill them during my outburst. My mother died from losing her mate three weeks after my dad died. The pack turned me into their slave. I turned to their punching bag. Every wolf shifts in age 13, but I didn't shift. They laugh at me and mock me. They said the moon goddess was punishing me for my sins.

Then, at age 16, we were supposed to find our mate. I found mine. It was the alpha's son, Dylan. As the norm, if a female mate is already 16; they recognize their mate, and the mate recognizes her as well, so I found out on his birthday. If the female mate is not yet 16, he can't recognize her. He called me. I thought he wanted to accept me, but he rejected me and forced me to accept the rejection. And that was the most heartbreaking thing I ever passed through.

Then he claimed Samantha as his mate. Three weeks later, he marked her. I feel everything, their kissing, and their lovemaking. I feel it because we still see each other daily, so the bond is still there. I go through the heat every month. My body hurts whenever they get intimate, and they always do it occasionally. But after everything he is doing, I still hope he will one day love me. Even if he contributes to abusing me physically and mentally, I still pray to the moon goddess that he will notice me one day and treat me with the respect that mates are meant to share.

Samantha might have found out he was my mate because she forced me to be calling her Luna Samantha. My life is so pitiful. I am covered in bruises and whip marks. The only thing the park doesn't do is touch me intimately. I am too filthy for that. I carried my weak self up, limping to my small bathroom, which consisted of a shower. There is no soap for bathing, and I can't buy one because I don't have the money. I can only wait until I see small money inside the pack members' dirty laundry pocket to buy new soap. After washing my body, I wore some hand-me-down clothes, which the pack members had worn and thrown away, then I went to the pack house.

Even though I'm staying in the pack house, I'm relegated to the tiniest room in the basement. Then I went to the kitchen to start my chores. Serve the pack members, then clean the plates. After that, I start my other chores. I took some trays, then went to the big dining room. I started serving as usual; some kicked me, while some tripped me "coincidentally." Some ignored me, and some laughed at me. I am already used to it, so it doesn't bother me much, I just serve them and leave. Alpha and Luna came to the dining room. They took their seats, and everyone in the room sat quietly. Dylan became the alpha last year. He is already 19 now. His parents are traveling and enjoying their retirement. He looked at me and smirked. Oh no, I thought fearfully, something terrible was about to happen.

"I have an announcement," he said, looking at Samantha lovingly.

"Babe over to you," he said.

"Okay, baby," she said, smiling widely. She turned and faced us, looking at me directly.

"I am pregnant," she said, smiling wickedly. I looked at Dylan, emotions running through my veins. He finally won. I stood there with tears running down my face. I finally lost my mate. There is nothing I can do. All hope is gone. The pack members were jubilating. I quietly walked out and went to my tiny room. I sat down and cried. My mate chose my former best friend over me. He mated with her, made her his luna, and gave her my position. I still hang on to the hope that he will love me one day.

Now he got her pregnant. I cried, my chest aching. I could feel his happiness and another emotion I couldn't place. Sometimes I feel his emotion when it's very high. Can he even feel mine? I have no idea if he is capable of doing so, but if perhaps he is, I am pouring all of my pain, anger, and heartbreak into this bond. I am done; I can't stay here any longer. I sneak out of the dining room and run to my basement. I picked up my bag, my mum's jewelry, and our picture frame, and then I sneaked into the kitchen and took some food. They were all jubilating, so they did not notice me. I ran to the border. If I step out, I lose all connections with the pack and my mate forever. I looked at the house and the surroundings; I tried to remember a memory of me being happy in this pack, but I couldn't remember anyone. The only thing I can remember is being beaten and abused. I looked at the pack that had brought me nothing but pain. And I took a step. I don't know what I am doing, but I am getting away from this pack forever. I cut ties with the pack.

"I, Octavia Johnson, cut ties with Light Beam Pack," with that being said, I stepped out of the border, cutting ties with my former pack.

Dylan POV

Octavia, my mate that I rejected. Did I feel pity for her? No. Did I feel terrible about taking her best friend as my mate? No. Do I feel guilty about emotionally abusing her and letting pack members treat her like trash? Yes, yes, I do. I had a crush on her when we were younger. She was such an adorable little girl. I remember wishing she would be my mate and the moon goddess granted my wish.

Then all the pack members hated her, and all my friends started insulting her. I pitied her at first, but then I started having more fun taunting her. I never raised my hands on her, but I commanded people to. When she didn't shift, I made fun of her every chance I got. She never said a word. She never made a sound when anybody hit her. She endured it all. Samantha doesn't know, but anytime Samantha hits her, and she leaves. Octavia looks at Samantha longingly. That is the only person she cares about. As her mate, when I taunt her, she just looks at the ground. She makes no sound, and she doesn't say a word. It always pissed me off that I could never get her attention. She only cares about Samantha. I rejected her and forced her to reject me. She did it with tears in her eyes. The rejection was painful, but I smirked at her and left her to cry. Then I decided to mate with Samantha to hurt her more, and I did. My wolf never agrees with me. My wolf hates Samantha. He is usually complaining whenever I have sex with her. Sometimes I block him out. There are times he will fight with me for control. So I always inject myself with wolfsbane so he won't fight for control. I know it isn't good. Wolfsbane is poisonous, but that's the only thing to get my wolf off my back.

I claimed her as my mate, and anytime Octavia was near, I acted extra romantic to her. But still, she looks at Samantha longingly! I wanted to hurt her badly, so I was happy when Samantha said she was pregnant. Not because of the child but because I wanted to hurt Octavia. When I announced it, she finally looked at me defeated and broken. The pack jubilated, but I saw her sneaking out. I forgot about Octavia and celebrated with my friends and pack members. I was feeling happy and triumphant because I finally managed to break her.

"I am going to the bathroom," I said to Samantha. I headed to the bathroom. I did my business; then I felt a powerful emotion of pain, anguish, anger and sadness. The emotions were powerful. I held my chest. 'Who owns these emotions' I thought, closing my eyes in pain. Wait, are these Octavia's emotions? I had never felt her emotion. This is the first time, and it doesn't feel very pleasant. My chest felt like it was about to blow up. Is this how she always felt? She has been having these intense emotions for years. If she was a human, she would have died by now. How did she cope? I couldn't take it anymore. I passed out with one thought in my mind. 'My wolf will forever hate me.'

2 hours later

"Ugh," I groaned. My head felt heavy. I sat up and shook my head. I looked around, and I was in the hospital. What am I doing here? Then I remembered.

"Oh, my God! Octavia!" I said, panicking. I quickly stood up. Samantha came walking in.

"Oh, Dylan, you're awake. You had me worried," she said, not looking worried at all.

"Not now, Samantha. Where is Octavia?" I asked, trying to keep my cool.

"How am I supposed to know? I haven't seen the bitch since when we announced the pregnancy. Why are y....." I didn't allow her to finish her statement. I ran out of the hospital. After getting to the pack house, I went to her room. I heard moans. 'Who is Octavia having sex with? I was beginning to get angry, so she has been cheating on me since! That two-faced lying bitch! I slam the door open. It was not Octavia; it was one of the pack teens.

"Alpha!" they screamed, shocked.

"What are you doing in Octavia's room having sex on her bed?" I asked them, and they started laughing. I was confused. What is funny here? When they saw I wasn't laughing, they stopped.

"Wait, Alpha, are you serious? You were the one who chased her out of this room and told her to stay in the basement," the girl said, looking confused. Then I remembered I did chase her out of the room to punish her for pouring coffee on my clothes. I am such an animal!

I left the room and headed to the basement. When I got there, I opened the door. I could smell her here, but not strong. I saw a door, and I went closer and opened it. Her soothing scent slapped me in the face. Strawberries. My wolf, Ryder, was whining at the smell.

Her room, no, this is not a room. It consists of a small dirty bed and a small table. It is so dark here. I also saw a small bathroom. This is where she has been staying. My wolf started whining loudly.

"This is all your fault! Your mate has been suffering, and you added to her suffering! You are a monster for doing this to her!!" He screamed furiously. I opened the pack mind link. Mind linking everyone.

"Listen, everyone, has anyone seen Octavia?" I asked.

"No Alpha"

"I didn't see her today Alpha."

"The last time I saw her was 3 days ago."

"Yes, Alpha, I saw her running to the border like 2 hours ago."

Wait, border? 2 hours ago. Oh, shit! I quickly mind-link the pack warriors.

"I need four groups of warriors containing three people to move out and search for Octavia. Spread yourselves and look for her now!" I screamed, running out of the basement. I really hope it's not what I think it is.

3 hours later

It has been 3 hours, and we have not seen Octavia. I followed her scent. It was faded, but I could smell it, then I got to a stream, and I couldn't locate her smell again. We searched and searched, and she was nowhere to be found. I can't link her because she had cut ties with the pack. Defeated, I went back to my pack.

"You chased your mate away! You are a terrible human!! Moon goddess made a mistake making you my human!!" my wolf screamed at me.

"You are a monster. You have lost your mate and your wolf after you rejected her and forced her to reject us. I stood strong and took away 80% of the rejection pain. Do you think what you felt was pain? I was still happy seeing my mate! But you chased her! Now she is gone, she is gone, I am nothing without a mate," he said, and just like that, I felt an immense pain that sent me down to my feet.

"That pain you are feeling is the rejection pain and all the pains of everything you did to her," my wolf said sadly. Then I could feel my wolf dying.

"Goodbye, human," he said, then the pain increased. I screamed as my body shifted to my human. The pack gathered around me, confused. The pain was intense and my heart was beating loudly when I couldn't take it anymore I passed out. I just lost my mate and wolf in one day.

I guess the saying is true. You never value what you have until you lose it.