The Luna’s Hidden Destiny – Chapter 1

(Mila)

The wind was howling as the front door flew open, causing thick flurries of snowflakes to drift in as my dad kicked off his boots by the door.

“Looks like the storm is coming in early, did you get all the firewood we need for the night?” He asked gruffly, rubbing his hands together as he walked towards the crackling fire.

y book that I had completely forgotten.

heepish grin.

ace.

and walked towards our humble little

a stern look on his face.

ng something.

s of winter. The weather was unrelenting and seemed to last much longer than intended.

ving those summer days, even though fall was typicall

s been just me and my dad, he was all I knew.

ames Rosewood. My dad, being my only family was everything to me. We were a team, everything we did was for each other, our own little family. He is a tall muscular man with salt and peppered hair, his features masculine and sharp. He always grew out his beard in the

of my heart, he had to be the bravest, smartest, and kindest man that ever lived.

he blessed our kind. We would sit outside most nights, looking up at the bright moon, thanking the goddess for giving us our own little piece of heaven. This land and our home, keep us safe and together. We were our own pack, we didn’t need anyone else but each other.

ven. I didn’t know much about life outside of the cabin and the woods that surround it. Being seventeen, I hadn’t gotten my wolf yet but that would all change in another week. My dad pro

t, it was just too much for him to bare.

e reason was that they were mates, but she was tragically killed by a man who wanted her for himself, an Alpha. They vowed to hunt my father down,

r that, I could see it in his eyes sometimes, especially when he would drink on the rare occasion.

ry, he never really meant it. Those nights were so few and the bruises always healed. I never held it against him, I know how hard it is to live without my

am so excited I can hardly wait. To finally have my wolf and be able to go beyond these woods, to actually see the world.

woods when it snowed. The air seemed to quiet and the sky illuminated as those huge fluffy snowflakes spiraled down, landing silently on the ground.

reminding me of the harsh temperatures that would last the next few days.

r to the side of the cabin, walking towards our

s, which should be more than enough to last us until tomorrow night. Suddenly, I heard something behind me, my senses going on high as a branch snapped somewhere beyond the woods.

of the wood and grabbed the last piece. The hairs on the back of my neck still prickling as I glanced outside one last time, the feeling of being watched lingered but not a sound to prove it. I shut the door and locked it quickly. Afterward, I slipped off my coat and hung it up right next to my dad’s then took off my boots.

alled out.

in the pot before him. I glanced at the floor and saw the already melted snow trail that I left. Running to the bathroom I grabbed a towel and made quick work to clean it up. Knowing my

e for me Mil.” My dad said w

Dad.” I glided into the kitc

g up at him, and narrowing my eyes.

y with his spoon.

it.” He said beaming.

hardest time of year because we mostly stayed indoors. At least I had my own small room now.

n he would leave me here alone. The longest he had been gone was a week straight. By the fourth day, I feared he might not come back. But he promised to always come back, so I just tried to wait patiently and he even

Black with silver highlights, just like his own peppered hair. He is the best hunter and even took down a bear one time.

o. I wonder what my wolf would be like, would I be bigger like my dad too? I once asked about my mom’s wolf but my dad didn’t want to talk about it at the time. I think it still hurts too much, and not just him but Lucius too. After grabbing two glasses of water, I sat down wai

me.

.

ad. He was watching me intently, smiling as he started eating himself.

es, glancing at me with his classic stoic look.

y head, already halfway through my bowl as I wiped my mouth.

then we can really start training.” I said smirking, reaching fo

d. That’s how he knew how to fight and how to think quickly on his feet.

know it isn’t just about strength, you have to have wits too.” His eyes flashed as he looked a

raving that pack mentality. I would never let him know that though, I knew without a doubt it would break his heart.

brown like my hair? Or black like yours?” I pondered while scraping my bowl clean.

bing my bowl to fill it up a

hair color.” He said while walking back

le grabbing a strand of hair, and nervously wrapped it around my fin

l him tense from here.

at him. I was surprised he even told me.

ost in those memories.

ld have met them.” I began playing with my food now, my appetite slowly disappearing. My dad reached his hand across

with a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. I nodded my head, trying not to feel sorry for myself as I craved that

next to him as I smiled brightly, trying to make the mood lighter. He chuckled and reached forward, brushing my hair out of my face.

od kid.” His voice filled with affection.

a blessing from the moon goddess herself.” I said, flutte

hing to do with my parenting then.” He stepped away, placing the bowls down.

f tapes. My dad would bring a few more home when he found some on his journey. The TV wasn’t too big but it did the job. We would watch a movie on really cold nights when we couldn’t go outside. We did either that or listened to the record player my dad had. My favorite movie to watch right now was anything with Audrey Hepburn in it.

at was the one I wanted to watch tonight and I’m sure my dad knew that as well. I quickly washed up and put away the leftovers. Once that was done I wiped down the counters and cleare

ead toward the TV.

the excitement on my face.

e and slipped it into the TV slot, after pushing a few buttons the small screen began to play. I hopped over to the couch and flopped down, laying my head against my dad as he wrapped his arm around

p but laugh.

pick Singing in The Rain every other day.” I glanced up at him, raising an eyebrow.

.

ppalled. He laughed patting my arm

He said, conceding the fight.

staring at the TV