The King’s Deaf Luna

'Grace, my love, please wake up' my mum mind links as I stir in my sleep. I murmur , not wanting to wake up. Why would she want to wake me up now, in the middle of the night? Maybe I'm just dreaming about this whole thing.

I roll over, sleep overcoming me.

'Grace, please'

I groan, trying really hard to wake up. She doesn't sound happy.

'Is everything fine mummy?' I ask, still half asleep.

'Grace, you need to get up and run. We're under attack from a rogue pack. Your father and I managed to hide your sister away somewhere safe but we can't get to you'

'Where are you, mum?'

'The library. I tried to get to you and I was so close but a rogue got to me before I could reach you and knocked me out. I'm tied up. There's too many of them so I need you to get out of bed and run away from here as fast as you can. Use the door in daddy's office and the secret passageway to get out. Run to the neighbouring packs and when you get there tell them what happened and then wait there for us to come and get you. Do you understand ?'

'Yes, mummy!

'Good girl. I love you Grace.'

'I love you too mum.'

'Run'

I sit up quickly and reach over to my bedside table. I fumble my hand around in the dark, trying to find my hearing aids. My hands connect with the cold plastic and I grab them and put them in as my bedroom light turns on and I come face to face with two large men.

Rogues.

I study them for a split second, frozen in place. Maybe I will blend into the duvet if I'm still enough. The man on the left is taller than the man on the right. Both of them have dark hair and black eyes, a mixture of dirt and blood covering their bodies. I bite my lips, trying to hold back a scream.

"Hello there, sweetie," the man on the left says in what I hear as a mumble. I whimper as they get closer, still frozen with fear.