The Dark Side of the Moon

F O R T Y - S I X

I had fun writing this one hehe

Things around the pack house are tense to say the least. Going to school on Monday became an argument with Grayson. He, of course, wanted to keep me safe and sheltered in the pack house before the coven members planned to begin their attack. I, of course, wanted to continue on with everyday life and keep up appearances by going to school. 

Getting an education is extremely important to me. In the long-term, I still have plans to be a social worker and work in the field of psychology to help children with tough family situations. This threat doesn't change any of that.

I won the argument of course. I think deep down Grayson knew that in order to trick the coven members and make them believe that we weren't aware of their kidnapping plan, I had to go to school like normal. Knowing that I have goals for my future also probably played into his reluctant agreement- he always wants me to be happy.

Double the amount of guards followed me to class. I really enjoy Psychology class, but the upcoming midterm isn't even a priority of mine. Instead, my mind drifts from Kohlberg's theory of moral development (the irony of the topic is not lost on me) to the chaos of my life. 

After class I make Cooper and the guards come with me to Java. Unfortunately, I had to text Grayson for "permission," but he thankfully "allowed" me to go. I really hate the idea that I have to ask him before doing something, but I do understand where he's coming from. He understands the dangers of the supernatural world more than I do, so until this threat has passed, I'll let him take the lead. 

When Tuesday rolls around, knots form in my stomach for the upcoming plan. T minus two days until the plan is enacted. Basically, when my six o'clock shift rolls around, I won't be going. Elle will wear a brown wig (something she rolled her eyes at because it is totally not her color, apparently) and she'll go in for my shift. Two pack guards will already be inside Java at that time, and Elle will use a spell to trap whoever tries to take me. Then, we can question them for more information and hopefully stop the coven from coming for me. 

I don't want anyone to get hurt unnecessarily, but unfortunately, I think some force will need to be taken to convince the coven that the pack is too strong to attack. I know Grayson will do whatever it takes to protect me. He won't leave anything to chance- it worries me how far he's willing to go to ensure my safety.

It's a boring Tuesday afternoon in the pack house as I scribble answers for my calculus homework in my notebook. We've been learning about limits, and I'm honestly reaching mine from all of these complicated equations. It's not too difficult, but it's tedious work that I'm not in the headspace to complete. 

I'm sitting at the kitchen table with four other students- all in high school. From the table I can see Axel through the window training other werewolves in combat. I wish that I could see Grayson, but I know he's busy visiting other territories today. He took his Gamma Cole and a few of the top pack warriors with him to gather support for our pack, Darkwood pack. 

I found out yesterday that this pack actually had a name. I'm slightly embarrassed for calling myself the Luna of a pack without even knowing what it's called. I guess I should have thought about that, but all of this werewolf mumbo jumbo is new to me. How am I expected to know anything?

After Grayson was reminded of my lack of werewolf and overall pack knowledge, he said that once this threat has passed I'll be enrolled in "Luna classes." A few elders will be assigned to teach me everything I need to know about being the Luna of a pack, including territory disputes, monetary deals, general pack training and traditions, and more. My head felt like it was going to explode just thinking about all of the information I'll have to learn.