Fighting, Anaya Phoenix [best affordable ebook reader .TXT] 📗

later… or in a dream. I kept everything strict, not deviating or feeling anything. I changed into my clothes keeping my back straight and showing no emotion. I knew that if I did the rage would fly out and I would have no control over what I did and who I did it to. Simple dark jeans, a neon green sweater, and black converse. I shoved my hair into a messy bun and put one arm through my book bag before going down the stairs.

“Luna, food.” My mother called from the kitchen and I spun on my heel, never stopping knowing I had to keep my engines running. I walked in on my mother sitting at the table, a sight that I hadn't grown accustomed to, a mug of coffee in her hand and worried look marring her brow.

“You’re OK, right Luna?” She asked, her voice laced with nothing but love and worry. It made me sick to my stomach. There was too much love in her, I felt every second of her love as it flew from her body and into her children. I knew she couldn’t stand for one of her pups to be in pain and knew that if one of them were to get hurt, the rage that flew through Luna’s veins daily would flow through her mother.

“Yeah, just a little tired.” I replied, making sure to sound nothing but sincere and exhausted. Her black eyes regarded me carefully and I saw the shadow of her wolf poking out beneath those inky pools.

“Mom, I promise I’m fine. I’m just really tired.” I said before walking further into the kitchen and kissing her cheek. She savored the kiss, knowing it wasn’t daily I allowed PDA of any kind, and pointed at the plate of biscuits she’d whipped up.

“I was tired too, that’s all y’all are getting. There’s preserves in the fridge, and jam in the cabinets.” She said before taking a sip of her coffee and savoring in the taste. I picked up two biscuits and rushed out, not saying anything more. I hopped on my bike and squeezed the handles tight, feeling the fury trying to surface. I wouldn’t let the Gods’ break me, not now when I’d come so far. I let go of the handlebars and rubbed my face, I felt the flames lick my nose and sighed as I saw my hands erupt in flames. It was a side effect of my anger, and I’d grown used to it; I’d even gone as far as to get flame proof clothing. It still singed slightly, but at least my sweater didn’t burn off my skin.

“This will be over soon. Soon, my life can begin and this will no longer effect me. But until then, I WILL control this. I am strong.” I took a deep breath and willed the flames away “I am LunaRosa Green.

The drive school was calming, the air soothed my anger and I allowed myself to bask in it. As I pulled into the parking lot, my ears picked up on someone being bullied. I picked up my bookbag from my bike and hooked it on my shoulder before checking the fate lines in my head. It wasn’t a wolf shifter. Humans were none of my concern when it came to problems, shifter problems outweighed those by about %8000.

“Hey, knock that shit off Sarah before I knock one of those fake tits out of those mosquito bites you call natural breasts!” I heard Izzy say, and automatically my attention peaked. I turned to see Izzy holding a small girl by her shoulders and her blue eyes were icy.

“And who are you to tell me what to do, Isebail?” Sarah laughed one of those broken up laughters that, quite frankly, scared me. I wouldn’t intervene, I’d let Izzy the Dangerous sort her way out of this. Not that Izzy would need help anyway.

“If you bully her one more time, so help me God I will rip those extensions out your head and we can see you for the ‘natural’ blonde you have everyone convinced you are.” Izzy said, lethally slow, while air quoting natural.

“Oh, I didn’t know you believed in God what with all those animals you know associate yourselves with.” A flip of the hair “Honestly, they carry fleas.” Her friends mumbled in agreement and shot snooty looks at Izzy and the girl.

“You had lice in the third grade… then you passed it on to all your friends who spread it to nearly half the whole god damn grade. If anyone is diseased, it’s you. And my ‘animal’ friends, are better than any human friends I have ever had.” At that she sent a wink to me briefly, before looking back at them and raising her chin. They looked back at me and blanched automatically. I wasn’t a force to be reckoned with and they knew it.

“You snitched didn’t you?” One of Sarah’s friends hissed. Izzy simply smiled and walked towards me, the girl under her wing.

“We both know you don’t need my presence to scare the life out of them.” Izzy simply shrugged and patted the girls head. A grateful nod and smile was passed before the girl fled and I raised a brow.

“Sometimes it’s fun to add more fear into their hearts.” She said, shoving a tuft of hair behind her ear. Izzy had grown into quite the spectacle. She was more than traditionally pretty and knew it… hated it actually. Her twin, Bella, flaunted her beauty daily but Izzy went through extreme lengths to keep it hidden.

“Acceptable answer.” I shrugged and walked off, trusting Izzy to tow alongside me. She shook her head and followed me, before she was stopped by a masculine voice.

“Hey, Izzy wait!” My interest was snagged again as the pure scent of feline hit her nose. I turned back to see Izzy eye the new comer with interest. What?

“I wanted to walk you to Geo.” His cheeks blushed and I chortled, shaking my head and walking off.

“Why didn’t you tell me our Izzy had a love interest in one yours, Filly?” I asked through the link and took enjoyment in feeling her surprise through the link.

“I thought our Izzy was off limits! I made that clear!!” She gasped with mock outrage and then giggled.

“Izzy has a boyfriend! Izzy has a boyfriend!” She sang to everyone, and soon all the Victors’ joined the conversation until it became too noisy.

“Hey heiffer! Don’t go telling Filly about that, she’ll never shut up about it!” Izzy cried, running to catch up with me. I smirked and looked back at the boy who stood there, watching her walk away. And not her butt either, which meant something.

“You told her already didn’t you. Golly, you’re a bunch of old ladies. Sitting and gossiping around.” She said with disgust, but a roll in her eyes and a soft smile on her face.

“Yes but you love us.” I said in my best granny voice and she laughed.

I was forced to sit through all my classes, like a good little pup, and listen to the boring lectures over and over again. I wouldn’t need any of the information given to me anyway, I would never apply the skills they’d taught me in this hell hole. The sole purpose for my existence, for any of the victors to exist really, was to bring and end the war that was to come. In the middle of World Religions I’d had enough and stood up, my chair raking across the floor.

“Luna, must we do this every day?” The teacher asked, I merely rolled my eyes and shook my head. I picked up the one notebook that I used for all my classes and walked to the door.

“You know I’m just going to report this, don’t you?” Her tone held a bit too much of a threat in it and my wolf unleashed. I felt my claws grow out and my canines lengthen, suddenly everything felt too tight and I wa way too angry to be surrounded by all these humans.

“That’s what I thought, now go sit down. Unless you’d like to come to the front, personally, and teach the class about the Quran?” She had no clue the trouble she’d just unleashed into herself. My body was in complete control of my wolf, I was merely in the passenger seat and allowed access to see everything.

“Yes ma’am.” My mouth replied, a slight growl in the ma’am and an octave deeper than it was before. Not that the human teacher could pick up on that. My wolf tore away from the door and locked eyes with the teacher, a slight gasp rose from her lips as she saw the amber color of my eyes, before stalking to the front. My hands slammed the notebook on the teachers desk with a loud slap, startling the class and making the smell of fear rise to dangerous levels.

“The Quran is the basis of the Muslim religion, if Ms. Human-DNA would’ve simply asked me that I would’ve answered politely but since she believes she holds authority over me I am inclined to prove her wrong.” At that my eyes went from the class of children back to the teacher, her pungent stench of fear mixed with the overbearing perfume made my wolfs irritation spike ten times. “I am Alpha, I am wolf. If anything, by the natural law you obey me. Do not use whatever tiny bit of power you think you hold, granted to you by the Principal over me because I can promise you human, you will not like the outcome.” With that I turned on my heel and made for the door, please to have silence at my back.

 

As I made my war path down the halls of the school my nose picked up on something foreign, something that had no business being here.

“Look, if it isn’t the little puppy.” A raspy female voice said from behind me, I closed my eyes and squared my shoulders. I had forgotten the reason why the victors were taken. Demons.

“Oh, she’s going to act as if she can’t hear us.” A male voice said and I squeezed my fists. Not here, not now. Please!!!!

“Just like she did when she was little. How’d that work out for ya?” The female voice said with a cackle. I turned around and acknowledged the two red headed demons that I had worked damned hard to send back to Hell.

“Abaddon, Azazel.” The two twins who made it their mission to wreak havoc and mischief wherever they went.

“Hello little puppy.” Abaddon, the girl, said with a toothy grin as she flashed her black eyes at me before they returned to being brown.

“Where’s the rest of the pack?” Azazel asked, his eyes remaining cold and calculating as he looked me up and down. Eyes off, my wolf growled making a slice fire come out of my hand before I quickly controlled it.

“Why are you here?” I growled out, making sure to keep both of them in my sight at all times.

“This and that.” Abaddon giggled, pushing herself off the locker wall.

“The real question is, where’s the rest of us. Because, surely you know, we didn’t come alone.” Azazel said, folding his arms over his massive chest.

“I imagine they’re assimilating themselves into high school life, just waiting for their right opportunity to strike us. It didn’t work when we were fourteen, it’s not gonna work now. So just leave.” I said, as calmly as possible. Abaddon giggled before it turned into full blown laughter, Azazel stood quiet. Suddenly she stopped laughing and her face deadly serious. Her eyes were ashen black as her grin got impossibly wide, looking as if it would break the skin on her cheeks if it went wider.

“You were always the funny one, Luna. We’re stronger now, almost ten times. We will snuff out that little flame in you, be sure of that. But not before we kill each and last person you