
The Hybrid Luna's Revenge
yusriani putri · Ongoing · 120.6k Words
Introduction
"If you want revenge, then do it in a beautiful way." He said as he slowly walked closer to me.
"But how?" I looked at him in confusion.
"I'll help you, if you want." A small smile that I couldn't understand began to appear on his lips now.
"And with what will I be able to pay for all that help?" I asked and also hoped anxiously. He did not answer my question immediately, and instead brought his body closer to mine. Elijah, the Lycan King, began to wrap his right arm around my waist, and pulled my body closer to his hard, muscular body.
"Be mine."
Chapter 1
"Happy birthday, my dear daughter."
My mom immediately hugged my body very tightly while giving me a kiss on my face. I hugged her back tightly too, and smiled widely. I chuckled as we released our hug. And after that, my father came over and rubbed my cheeks with slow movements. A big smile appeared on his face.
"Little did I know, now, my daughter, the future Luna of The Crescent Moon Pack is already eighteen years old. Old enough to know all the duties and obligations she will take on as a Luna of this pack. Happy birthday, dear. May all your wishes come true."
“Thank you, mom and dad. And thanks to all of you." I smiled widely and looked at all the werewolves in the hall of The Crescent Moon Pack right now.
"You're welcome, Miss Luciana..." They exclaimed and answered my words.
The happy birthday song was sung by all the werewolves in the hall right now. I stood in front of a white two-tiered tart decorated with chocolate, one of my favorite flavors. With a candle shaped like the number eighteen, and a small flame burning at the end. I slowly lowered my body and prepared to blow out the flame on the candle. I closed my eyelids and whispered a prayer in my mind, then blew out the flame of the candle. Hoping that the Moon Goddess would answer my wish. After that, all the werewolves in the hall clapped their hands in excitement.
A wish that I had wanted to fulfill since two years ago. That is to be able to meet my mate. Many of my friends have even met their mates, and I've been curious about when I could meet my mate now. And that is why since two years ago, I have always prayed the same thing to Moon Goddess, and yes, I hope, Moon Goddess will not get tired of hearing my prayers.
I reached the knife and cut the tart bit by bit, then placed it right onto the small plate. After that I started feeding the pieces of tart I'd taken to mom and dad. I gave the first piece of tart to mom, then the second piece I gave to dad. They both smiled widely at once. And for the third piece of tart, I immediately fed it directly to myself.
Brak
The loud bang was immediately heard from the direction of the wide-open hall door. Mom and Dad immediately stood up straight in front of me. Even all the existing werewolves started looking at the warrior standing in front of the hall door with a worried expression on her face right now. I stood with an uncertain feeling, and looked at mom and dad who looked tense. Meanwhile, the warrior in front of the hall door had a very clear, wide-open wound from his neck to his chest.
"ALPHA!!! LUNA!!! OUR PACK IS UNDER ATTACK!!!"
The warrior shouted at the top of his lungs, after which he fell to the floor of the hall and died with blood pouring out of his open wound.
"Dad, mom!" I shouted frantically. Mom and Dad turned around to look at me. They both looked as shocked as me and all the werewolves in the hall right now.
"Luciana, now go and hide in the basement. Take the Crescent Moon Pack's heirloom with you. Keep it well inside the basement room. Do you remember the secret wall we have? Keep that heirloom there. And stay hidden, until the pack's condition becomes safe, okay?"
"No... no... I don't want to leave you guys." I mumbled and sobbed. Mom asked me to go and hide, whereas they would be retaliating against the attackers in our pack right now.
"Luciana, listen." Father grabbed both my shoulders quickly, and I looked up at him with a sob on my lips now.
"You are our only daughter. We can't let anything bad happen to you, Luciana. You are also the future Luna of The Crescent Moon Pack. If anything happens to you, then the greatest regret will surely be ours, Luciana. Now, do as we say. For your safety, hide in the basement, and hide our pack heirloom where your mother told you, Luciana. Hurry! Go!"
Father removed his hands from my shoulders quite violently. That made me take a few steps back and away from mom and dad now. I shook my head a few times, and tried to say something to them. But I couldn't do that. My tongue felt numb, and my voice couldn't come out now.
"Don't let them catch you and hurt you, Luciana. Take care of yourself and our family heirloom. Go now, Luciana! Don't argue! We'll definitely come back for you later." Mom shouted loudly and made my body jump in surprise. The wolf soul in my body tried to take over me, and I unconsciously let it. My wolf soul made my legs instantly turn around and sprint towards my room. I entered the room and opened my wardrobe to retrieve a medium-sized box there. A box that contained the heirloom of The Crescent Moon Pack. I grasped the box very tightly, and wiped my tear-filled face with rough movements.
My wolf soul again pulled my body out of the room, and immediately entered the basement now. I felt the fine hair all over my body bristle, and I didn't like that at all. I heard a lot of screams, the clanking of weapons, and also sharp nails tearing at the skin from outside the pack now. I opened the secret door connecting to the basement, and locked it once I was inside the basement now. I walked slowly down the stairs to get deeper into the basement. I paused when I was at the innermost part of the basement, and I headed straight for the brick-shaped wall at the end of the room.
Klek
I pressed a sizable brick at the bottom of the wall there, and it slowly opened. That was the secret wall mom had meant. I had to store The Crescent Moon Pack's heirloom inside that secret wall now. I hurriedly put the box containing the heirloom into the wall, and closed the bricks again until it made another clicking sound. The wall was locked again. And now, all I had to do was stay hidden inside the basement until the situation became safe. I looked around the basement room.
There was a long and very large old crate there. With cold sweat all over my body, I approached the chest and opened it. Where the old chest contained only old and worn-out fabrics. I went straight into the chest, and hid myself under the pile of old rags. I myself no longer even cared about the amount of dust inside the chest now. I closed the chest, and piled myself up with the worn-out cloths, until I was no longer visible. I clenched my palms together in front of my lips, so as to stifle my own voice. Now I was silent, and inside my head there were only questions.
Why? Why did my pack get attacked?
The Crescent Moon Pack has never done anything wrong to any other pack. We are just a small pack living in peace and prosperity, with no enemies, no traitors, and no problems. Then why are there werewolves attacking our pack? What is their reason for doing all this to us? I never knew that The Crescent Moon Pack had enemies from other packs. My life and the lives of all the werewolves in The Crescent Moon Pack are very peaceful.
I myself am also sure that my pack has never done anything wrong to the other packs. Then why? What was the reason they were doing all this to our little pack now? I cried silently. All the sounds of screams of pain and anger from outside the pack, I could still hear clearly. I didn't know how they were all doing now. Father, mother, beta, warrior, all pack members. How are they all doing now? Is it possible that they've managed to defeat the attacker by now? Or is it possible that they have lost?
"GO FIND THE GIRL AND THE HEIRLOOM NOW!!!"
So that was their real goal. To be able to find me and also The Crescent Moon Pack's heirloom?
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