I woke up in a cellar, a searing pain on the skin around my ankles and wrists. I looked at the metal, my eyes widening when I realized what it was. Silver and Iron. So they knew I was partially a witch. Stupid bastards. My head was empty for the first time in so long, I felt lonely. I regretted running out of the cafeteria, and felt like such a huge coward. Maybe I was, maybe I should’ve just ripped Paige’s head off and told the pack to get over my past. The thing is, Luna’s almost always have a rough past. The Moon Goddess rewards them with having a strong and powerful mate, my problem is I should’ve just told Wesley everything when I found out he was my mate. I should have let him try to protect me, maybe this wouldn’t have happened. Oh who the hell am I kidding? My mom still would’ve been a bitch and would have gone on some slaughtering rampage. My father still would’ve been a dick that never wanted me, although now I can’t help but wonder if he’s looking for me at all.