Luna *on hold*


*ON HOLD*

Hazel is a 16 year old girl from New York.
"There are so many bonuses that come with living in New York, for example; shopping, great food places, decent cinemas and leisure centers, hot boys. The list is endless, granted there are a few minuses that come with living in New York too, for example; my mother is a workaholic and my recent dinner habits have all been microwavable, there is little to no large outdoor spaces or forests and absolutely no capacity for people like me. And by that I mean, werewolves. "
The wolf inside Hazel becomes restless and lands her on a plane straight to live with her father in Silverton, Population 1000.


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9. Chapter Eight

 

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Also, there may be an odd mistake. i'm going to edit the story properly when it is completed.

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CHAPTER 8

 

Quinn

 

After my run in with Alec Campell, my temper was on a high and I really felt like hitting something. I’m not usually like this; Nina is the angry and moody sister. I’m the light hearted, fun one. The whole time I was comforting Cody, I was really trying to comfort myself. There was no way I could wolf out in front of a human. Almost at a pace of running, I sped back through the hallways to try and find Nina. I know I told Alec and Cody that I wouldn’t tell anyone but, Nina is my sister, my twin. She wouldn’t tell anyone else. I just needed to let her know that Alec had threatened her. I rounded the corner before reaching the canteen again. “Nina!” I called. I couldn’t see her inside but she would have heard me if she was there. A perk of being half animal. I waited for a moment before moving towards the way Nina had left earlier. I wish she wasn’t always so aggressive and angry with everyone; she used to be just like me. Maybe that was it; she didn’t want to just be twins. Maybe this is her trying to be different. I sighed, who knows what’s going on inside that head of hers. Probably murdering kittens. I giggled at the thought and continued forward. Just at the end of the corridor was the Language department, hopefully I’d find Nina down here. Coincidentally, just as I entered the language block, Nina seemed to be leaving. “Nina,” I sighed as I grabbed her shoulder before she could walk away. “Oh, Quinn.” She said relieved. “I thought you were someone else.” I shrugged, “Nope, just me. Did you find Hazel?” Nina raised an eyebrow as she gestured to the empty space around us, “Does it look like I have?”
”Sorry. I was just asking. You could have found her and taken her to her next class,” I said checking my phone for the time. “Lunch is almost over.”

She scoffed whilst she shoved past me. “Nina.” I said sternly. “I need to talk to you about something.” She pivoted her slender body to glance back at me. “What is it?”
I glanced at the ever growing amount of students re filling the corridors as they headed back to lessons. “Not here.” I whispered. Nina flashed a confused look of annoyance and strode back towards the canteen. I sighed as I tried to keep up with her pace. “Nina, slow down.” I huffed. “If you want to talk, let’s get it over with. I don’t see any point in waiting around.” She declared.

 

We found an empty classroom soon enough, although it would mean that we would miss our next lesson. Once the door was closed and I was sure that we wouldn’t be heard, I turned to face my sister. Her arms were crossed and she tapped her foot agitatedly. “What could be so secretive that we need to lock ourselves away in an empty room?”

My face contorted as I tried to think of a way to tell her what I had seen. Her face lit up at my struggle. “Ha ha! Whatever this is, it’s big. Isn’t it?” She taunted.
I sighed as I tried to get a coherent sentence together. “What have you done?” Nina smirked. “I haven’t done anything!” I confessed, “It’s more what I saw and what the consequences are of it.” I stuttered. 
Nina took one step closer as her eyes narrowed down on mine. “Go on.”

I waved my hands around as I began to describe the events of earlier. “Okay, so I was walking down the history block and it was really risky because you know, Mr Montgomery really needs to find kids for his war enactment thingy and then I thought ‘why would Hazel be here.’ So I turned around to leave but then I heard a noise coming from down the hall and I was going to run in case it was a teacher but then I was like ‘what if its Hazel?’ so I went to where the noise was coming from and it was the store room and when I opened the door-” 
Nina grabbed my hands and pulled them to my sides, “Look, I don’t have all day, we still haven’t actually located Hazel. So if you could just get to the point.” 
I stared back at Nina for a moment and inhaled. “When I opened the door, I saw Alec Campell and Cody from social studies…Kissing.” Exhaling I closed my eyes briefly to prepare for Nina’s reaction. When my eyes opened again, her only expression was annoyed. “Why are you annoyed?” I pondered. “It took you what like,” she checked her watch, “It took you 20 minutes in total to get that out.”
 

“That’s what you’re annoyed about?”
 

“Yeah! I could have done a ton of other stuff in that time.”

 

I stared back in disbelief. “So you’re not shocked? Or worried that Alec might have told Cody about our people? You haven’t thought about whether Cody is in any danger? What if Alec used hypnotism to get Cody to be with him!” I stormed.

 

Nina scoffed, “I’m sure Cody is fine. But we could use this to our advantage.” A devious smile crept upon her face. To be honest it scared me a little.
 

“What are you talking about?”

 

“You know, we could alert his pack that he’s fornicating with a human, and that that human just so happens to be a little blonde guy.”

 

My eyes widened, “No! We can’t do that! I promised Cody that I wouldn’t say anything! Alec threatened that he would rip your throat out too!” I panicked.

“Yeah right.” Nina laughed as she moved me out of her way so that she could reach the door.
I span round after her, “where are you going?” I called out. Nina waved the back of her hand to me as she strutted away from me. I stomped my foot in frustration. “DAMMIT.” I raged as I kicked the door. I shouldn’t have told her. Why did I think it was Okay to tell her? I cursed myself whilst I trudged back to class.

 

 

Lena

 

After searching the whole damn school, neither me, Nina or Quinn were able to find Hazel. I’d spoken to a few of her class mates from bio and they’d all said that she’d gone awl after first period. She didn’t even make it to English. No one had any idea where she’s gone and it began to really start freaking me out. Nina and I had bumped into each other earlier and Quinn caught up quickly after. We’d come up with no solutions except to call Charlie. He’s ultimately the alpha, and her dad. Maybe he’d pick up a scent better than the rest of us. 
Nina was sat on the adjacent wall to me and Quinn. None of us wanted to be the one to call the alpha to tell him that we’d lost his daughter. There was definitely no way that Hazel was still on site it thought as Quinn was swinging her legs slightly as she chewed what remaining finger nails she had left. “Lena should be the one to do it.” Nina said blankly whilst keeping a bored look on her face.  “What? Why me?” I whined. “Because,” Nina emphasised, “You were meant to be looking after her today.”
I stared at her open mouthed. “Don’t make this my fault. We were all meant to look out for her. We’re a pack, Nina, its kind of what we do.” I snapped, trying to keep my sudden anger under control. Quinn stood up and walked in between the two of us. “I’ll do it.” She hissed. We both were taken aback in shock at Quinn’s new attitude. She’d never been so aggressive before towards us. “Are you sure?” I asked softly. I didn’t want her to take the blame for something that wasn’t even her fault. In a way, it wasn’t any of our faults. But we were all meant to be there for her, and now she’s gone. Nina went back to looking uninterested, “You guys have tried to call Hazel right?” Quinn and I exchanged glances of hopefulness. I hadn’t thought to call her, but I was hoping Quinn had. Nina snickered, “Oh my gosh. Neither of you thought of the simplest way of contacting someone.” I whipped my head around to face her, “Why didn’t you call her if it’s such a simplistic way of contact?” I glared intensely. 

Nina put away her bored look and scoffed, “Why would I have Hazel’s phone number? We’ve had one conversation.”
Quinn shook her head disapprovingly towards her sister, “It was barely a conversation. You were at her throat.”
 

“Exactly. After that did you really think that I’d swap numbers with her like we were bffs for life?”

Both I and Quinn glared at Nina yet again before I yanked my phone out of my pocket and began dialling. “God you piss me off, Nina.” I shot as the dialling tone rung through my ears. The ringing went on for a minute or so before the voice mail message began to play. “Hazel? It’s Lena. Where the hell are you?  Call me when you get this.” I slid my phone back into my pocket and hoped that she would call.
Nina flung her arms in the air, “What was that?” she demanded. “I thought you were going to call Charles!” Nina growled.
I flashed her a sarcastic smile, “I thought I’d give your method a go first.”
Quinn sighed at our snide comments as she quickly tapped some numbers into her phone. “Are you calling her too?” I asked. Quinn held an index finger to her lips and turned away whilst holding the phone close to her ear. Nina and I glanced quizzically at each other before mouthing “Who is she calling?” to one another. We both shrugged and turned back to face Quinn who had just began to speak. “Hey, its Quinn…Yeah everything is Okay…..Yes……Well kind of…..We need your help…..No, no its not about the Blanc pack…..Its about Hazel….She’s not in any trouble….at least I don’t think….i mean we lost her…..i don’t know….she was in class and then she just wasn’t…we asked around, no one has seen her since the beginning of lesson 2…Okay….Okay….Bye.”

 

Nina stood up and spun Quinn around to face us again. “Did you actually just call the alpha?”
Quinn looked confused as to why Nina was so surprised and pushed her way past Nina and towards me. “He didn’t seem that angry.” She shrugged. “Thanks for calling him.” I offered. “It was no biggie really.”  Quinn laughed. Nina made a clucking noise with her tongue before interjecting, “When’s he getting here?”

 

“I’m here already.”

 

The three of us spun round to see Charles stood in a stocky stance just behind the wall were sat on. “Hi.” We muttered in unison. Charlie strode forward and the closer he got, the more worried he looked. “Where’s my daughter?” he sighed softly. I bit my lip as I sheepishly glanced at the ground. I couldn’t look at his face anymore. The twins stayed silent for a moment before Nina spoke up. “Well come on. We’re not going to find her moping around now are we?”
Charlie shook his head, clearing the worry and anxiety from his face. Now he just looked like the alpha. “Okay. Quinn you stay here in case she finds her way back to the school. Nina, Lena, with me.” Charles waved his hand to the direction of the school entrance and gestured for me and Nina to follow. We managed to quickly catch up to him and stay at his heels. I glanced back to Quinn who looked a little sad that she had been left behind. I would be too.

 

Hazel

 

After we kissed up stairs in Riley’s bedroom, neither of us knew quite what to do. Riley was sat back on his bed twiddling with his thumbs whilst I perched on the very edge of the arm chair that he had been in earlier. “So, was that supposed to happen?” I asked confused and a little embarrassed. Riley’s brow furrowed. “What do you mean?”

I moved a little closer to the edge of the seat again. I was nervous. “I mean, like, that whole electric feeling I get when you’re around. Is that normal?” I blurted.

He searched my eyes quizzically. “Normal?”

“Yeah. I mean I’ve never kissed, well, someone like me before and I was just um wondering if that’s what its meant to be like.” I stuttered anxiously.

“You mean, you don’t know?” He said more seriously and with a hint of worry laced into his voice.

“What don’t I know?” I panicked.

Rileys eyes drooped and looked slightly saddened. “Are you okay?” I asked as I took a few tentative steps towards him. He sniffed and shook his head quickly and stood up from the bed abruptly. “Yes. I’m fine.”
I glanced up at his face. I wasn’t convinced that he was fine but I doubt he’d tell me what was bothering him.

“Okay.” I said softly.

Riley strode towards the bedroom door and grabbed a set of car keys as he went. “I’m taking you home.”  Riley uttered in a stern voice

I shuffled forward and out of the door too. “Are you sure everything is Okay?”

“Yes.” His voice came out angry and agitated. The feeling on intimidation came round again and I shrunk back slightly as well descended down the stairs and out of the front door.
I tried to catch as much of a glimpse of his home as I could but Riley was clearly in a hurry to get rid of me so I did my best to keep up.
He clicked the car keys and unlocked the doors before opening the passenger side for me. Before I could even say thank you, he had moved himself around to the other side and was already strapping on his seat belt. I hastily buckled myself in and tried to look more at ease. I gripped onto the belt that came across my chest for support. “Are you angry at me?” I asked trying to sound confident in my accusation but failing as my breath hitched in my throat. Riley slammed his fist against the wheel and let out an aggravated grunt.  I bit my lip lightly and stared at my feet. I could feel my cheeks beginning to flush. “Im just-” he sighed forcefully. “I can’t talk about it right now. Okay?”
 

I nodded silently. Riley put the car into ignition and drove out of his drive way and onto the main road. On our way we passed multiple similar houses that were all grouped together. They felt slightly familiar to me but I couldn’t quite understand why.
I really didn’t want to make Riley more irritated than he already was, but I was afraid that he wouldn’t actually know where I lived. Plus I had no idea where my phone or the rest of my stuff was. “Um, when you found me, did you err see any of the rest of my things?”  I said whilst I cringed, waiting for him to shout at my stupid questions. “I didn’t really look for your book bag. I was too concerned for your wellbeing. But next time I’ll remember to save your math textbook first.” He snapped.
 

I sighed, annoyed. “Look, you are clearly not in the mood to have any company right now so, just pull over and I’ll walk the rest of the way.”
 

“Don’t be stupid.”

 

“Seriously,” I said more sternly, “Pull. Over.”

Riley swerved the car abruptly onto the side of the road.
I unclicked the seat belt and tried to open the passenger door. It was locked. I groaned. “Unlock the damn door.” I said annoyed as I shook the handle.
 Riley shook his head in frustration. “You can’t just walk home.”

 “ I can if you open the door.”

 “ Please, just let me drive you home.”
 “No.” I exclaimed flatly.

 “Fine.” Riley unlocked the door and sat still in his seat looking defeated.
I smiled at my small victory on the inside but kept my look of intense annoyance visible. I quickly jumped out of the passenger side and slammed the door as hard as I could and began to stomp my way in the direction I thought was the right way.
I heard Riley’s engine start back up and begin to pull away. I sighed a breath of relief that he would be gone in a few seconds and I could be alone with my thoughts. The rumble of the engine shuddered closer and closer. What the hell? I thought to myself. I turned my head around just enough to get a decent glance in, without making it look like I wanted to see if he was still there. And there he was, driving his stupid car at a snails pace just along side of me whilst I trudged through the side of the road. “What the fuck.” I said whilst shaking in my head in disbelief. I heard Riley snort from inside his car which made me want to slash the tires. I stopped abruptly to see what he would do. Just when I stopped, he stopped. When I started to go forwards, so did he. I screamed a grunt of frustration. Why is he doing this!
 “What do you want, Riley?” I groaned.
 “I want to make sure you get home safely. You don’t know what’s out there.”

 I smirked, “Oh and what would that be?”

 “Im being serious Hazel.”
 I shook my head, “I don’t need your protection. I’m fine by myself. I always have been.”
 “You don’t have to be just fine anymore.”

 I stopped abruptly. “Just stop.” I stormed. “You can’t be all nice guy with me and even kiss me and then act like a complete jerk and then go back to be sickengly sweet again.” I ranted. “I don’t have to deal with your personality issues.”
 Riley’s face sunk back as though my words had physically injured him. God, what made him so sensitive. In fact, why was I being so sensitive? I knew I had a short temper, but maybe I was being too harsh.

“Hazel, please. I’m sorry for being a little short with you but I just can’t talk about it with you right now. So can you please just get back in the car and let me drive you home.”
 I contemplated my decision. “What is it that you’re so afraid of?” I asked inquisitively.
 “Maybe I’ll tell you if you get in.”

 “I get to pick the radio station.”
 “Hmm. I don’t think I can give up that much control.” He jested.

 “Well then,” I said as I took a few exaggerated steps forward. “I’ll see you later!”

 “Fine!” he laughed as he flung open the passenger door.
I giggled a little as I flopped back inside.  To be honest, I was glad I didn’t have to walk all of the way back home. Especially considering I wasn’t actually quite sure which way to go.
Riley switched on the radio whilst I looked out for my street sign. The first song that came on was One Direction. Riley glanced in my direction with a look of pain on his face. “Please don’t tell me to leave this song on.”
I laughed, “I wouldn’t dream of it!”
a couple more chart songs came on and I insisted that we skip them all. The next song was ‘Laugh, I nearly died -  The rolling Stones’ Riley was about to change the station again but I quickly swatted his hand away from the controls. “I like this song.” I said softly as I settled back into the seat.
Riley nodded and smiled a little at my choice but kept his head forward and his eyes on the road.
 “Which street is yours again?” he asked as we passed yet another set of residential areas.
 “MoonAcre Grove.” I said as I strained my head out of the window to look for any familiar surroundings.
Riley’s eyes bugged out of his head for a moment as if he’d had a sudden realisation or a eureka moment. “Im sorry, did you say MoonAcre Grove?
I stared at him confused. “Yeah. Why?”
He shook his head, “Nothing, I just thought you said something else for a moment.”
”Oh, right.”
 “So, why MoonAcre Grove?” He asked, trying to act casual.
 I snorted, “Because that’s where my house is.”
 He laughed with a hint of fakery in his voice. “Yeah, I know. But I mean, why choose to live down there.”

 I shrugged at his odd questions. “I don’t know. It’s just nice down there I guess.”
 Riley began to look more relieved and relaxed as we pulled into MoonAcre Grove.
 “Which house is yours?”
 “Oh, don’t worry. Just drop me here.” I said pointing to the lay by outside of the actual housing estate.
 “Why? It’s no trouble; It’ll only take a few minutes longer.”
 “My family are probably really worried. I just want to go home and not be questioned about the boy who dropped me off. Okay?” I confessed.
 “Right. Um, Okay. I’ll see you at school or something.” He said awkwardly.
 “Yeah,” I nodded as I slipped out of the car, “I can give you your shirt back then.”

 “Okay.”

 “Okay.”

As I made my way back to the pack house, I began to wonder if Riley knew that I was an alphas daughter, the Luna. How could he? I thought. I quickly reached the house and tried the front door. It was locked. “Dammit.” I groaned. I didn’t have my phone, my bag or my keys. “Dad!” I called through the letterbox. There was no response. I grunted as I kicked over the flower pot next to the welcome mat. “Oh shit.” I cursed as I realised that I’d smashed the pot. I wondered if dad would be angry. I’d never thought of his as someone who would garden normal flowers. I thought about just leaving the mess I’d made but if he was going to be mad about it, he might be less mad if I cleaned it up. Shuffling forward, I crouched down to pick up the broken pieces of the pot. The whole mess was pile of different shades of browns and greens, except for one shiny silver patch in a small section of the spilled soil. I brushed away the dirt gently with my fingers. “YES!” I squealed as a breath of relief escaped. I forgot about the broken plant pot and fumbled with the key to open the front door.

 

The first thing I my mind was that I needed to shower, badly. I was still covered in dirt, even more so after scrambling through the dirt to find that key.
As I stripped the clothes that Riley had let me borrow, I quickly reminded myself to get them cleaned soon and returned so that dad doesn’t get the wrong idea.
The hot water felt great against my skin; as if it was removing the clouded haze that still clung to my brain after the Wolfsbane incident. Whilst I thoroughly scrubbed my skin with mango berry twist shower gel, I took the time to think about today. About what Riley had told me. I was still a little confused. I think the Wolfsbane had really dulled my brain for the moment. Riley had said that we were both the same. So that means he knows that I’m a werewolf and so is he, right? Connecting the dots was like clearing my brain, like washing the dirt off of my skin and watching the browned water swirl down the plughole. As I applied a generous dollop of shampoo to my scalp, the next question raised. So, if Riley is also a wolf, who is his pack? Or is he a rouge. I scrubbed harder against my hair, making sure every dirt molecule would be rinsed away. Come on, you know the answer. I sighed as I watched the dirt and shampoo be cleansed from my head. Riley is from the Blanc pack. Riley is the enemy.

Even after realising this, knowing who Riley really is, I still couldn’t stop thinking about that kiss. It was only a momentary lapse in judgement maybe, but it felt right. I shouldn’t have kissed him. I thought guiltily. But you really wanted too. And so did he.

I groaned at my inner thoughts battling each other. After he’d gone home and I was alone, I began to feel a dull ache everywhere. I hadn’t concentrated on it before because I had to find a way to get inside, but now, it was like a constant reminder that he wasn’t here. After I got out of the shower, I checked my body for any red marks or bruises to see if I could find the cause of the aching. But there was nothing, not a scratch on me, well except for the cut on my forehead but that was slowly healing.
Putting on my own clothes and laying in my own bed was a privilege I’d taken for granted before. I felt like I could sleep for weeks, but I knew I had to do something first. I had to call dad and let him know that I was at home. Lena and Quinn were probably annoyed that I’d left them at school on their own but I could deal with them later. I silently praised my father for still keeping that unicorn telephone next to my bed and I reluctantly tapped in his mobile number. He was going to be mad that I ran out of school.

 

“Dad?”

 

“Hazel! Oh my god, is that you? Are you okay? Where are you?”

 

“Yeah it’s me. I’m okay, I’m at home.” 

 

“I’m coming home right now."

 

Quinn

 

I’d been still sat on the same wall for at least half an hour after the rest of the pack left. The entire school was too big for me to search by myself. I decided to just wait here. If Hazel was in the school, she’d have to walk past me to get out when school finishes.

 

I was still upset that the Alpha had discarded me to wait here whilst the rest of them went to go and do something productive in finding Hazel. I hope he doesn’t think its totally my fault his daughter is missing.
I let out a whimpering sigh at the thought of Charles being so mad with me for losing Hazel that he’d cast me out of the pack.
 “Are you alright?”

I whipped my head around to see Cody stood curiously behind the short wall that I was sat on. “Cody?”
 “Hi.” He smiled warmly.

 I turned my body round to face him. “Why aren’t you in class?” I said trying to cover up the possibility of a stray sob from escaping.

 “I have a free.” He pressed his lips into a thin line as he perched next to me on the wall. “Are you Okay? You look a little upset.”
 “Oh its nothing,” I sniffed lightly. “I just need to find my friend.”
 “Lena?” he asked.

 “No, Hazel Cooper. Have you seen her? She’s new here.”

 “Oh, I’ve seen her around. She was out on the field whilst I was playing lacrosse.”
 “Oh my God are you serious!” I almost shouted in shock.

 “It was a while ago, it was during second lesson.” he said concerned.

 “Oh.” I groaned as I scrunched up my face in annoyance.
 “Maybe we could check there now?” He suggested.

 “Really? You want to help me look for her?” I beamed.

 “Yeah sure. I owe you one anyway.” He smiled and took my hand as we walked back to the sports field.

 

As we approached the almost empty playing field, Cody began to scuff his shoes. “Whats wrong?” I asked softly.

“ It’s just- I haven’t really spoken to Alec since earlier and I’m worried about him. You know? His family aren’t really keen on, well, our orientation.”
 I sighed, “It’ll be okay. I could tell he really likes you. He wont avoid you forever.”

 Cody kicked a stone across the grass. “Yeah but his parents might make him. If you had a choice between the guy you kinda liked and your family, who would you pick?” he croaked.

 I exhaled roughly. “It’s not quite as simple as that really. His parents might come round to the idea. Maybe they’ll be happy as long as Alec is happy. You never know.”
 I wrapped an arm around his shoulder and gave him a light squeeze. “Come on, lets see if we can find any signs of Hazel.”

 “Thanks.” He smiled.

We stayed quiet for a little while longer before my phones ring tone broke the silence.
I fumbled clumsily with my phone trying to get it out of my pocket. “It’s the Al- um, Hey Charlie.” I muttered trying to rescue the train wreck of a phone conversation.
I nodded my head at what Charles was telling me before hanging up.

“She’s home!” I squealed. 

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