TO BECOME HIS LUNA

It is on one of these boring days that I am lazing around in my room when my mother calls out at me, “Grace! Grace! Won't you be coming down?" I get off my bed and walk downstairs to the living room where I find them waiting for me. Wow! I had almost forgotten it was my birthday, but my dear parents hadn't. I glare at my parents and my younger brother across the breakfast table as they joyously sing happy birthday to me.

The last thing a twenty-year-old college student who still lives at home with her parents wants to hear is them still singing happy birthday to her like they had every year since she was a child.

It is bad enough that I still live under their roof but the fact they still treat me like a child makes it much worse. I have been itching to be independent for some time now but I just don't have the resources for it. Going to college doesn't leave much time for working, so with my part-time waitress job on the side, I am barely paying the bills I have now. Adding new ones just isn't an option.

Mom and dad have been more than understanding about my situation and they have agreed to keep me up, as long as I need, until I am able to move out. Neither of them is rushing me though, so I am thankful for that.

At the song's end they all stand and clap before mom pushes the chocolate iced cake in front of my face. I stare at it down grudgingly, unsure whether or not to taste it. Jake my brother stands behind them and watches in silence, his trademark silence.

I have been on a diet for a solid month now but I have barely lost any weight. If I was able to go out for a run more frequently I'm sure I wouldn't even have to be on this diet. Being a werewolf alone is enough to keep one in shape. You could burn a day's calories in just one run. But it's long time since I had one such run.

I'll just be glad once all of these college courses are over and I can have more free time. My wolf really needs it.

Now that summer is here I'll at least have a good two months before classes start back up again at the local campus. Maybe John will let me pick up a few extra shifts so I can start apartment hunting, I'm sure that by the end of summer I'll have enough saved for first and last month's rent.

"Oh, come on honey. It's your birthday. One slice of cake won't kill you," Mom urges.

It will when I have to work it off later. Maybe after work tonight I can go for a decent run. It's much needed.

"I suppose," I mumble just to make her happy. "Pass me a plate."

"Don't forget to make a wish," she says, watching the lit candles in the middle burn.

Eh, why not? May as well humor them, right?

I close my eyes and lean in close while thinking what I want to wish for. Within a few seconds I automatically know.

My Mate.

I open my eyes and blow out the two and zero candle just before dad

starts cutting the cake. Well...someone was hungry. I think sarcastically to myself.

I dig my fork into the chocolaty goodness that now sits in front of me. It's not often I get chocolate for breakfast. Or at all for that matter. I May as well make the most of it. My brother Tom joins me and we feast on it.

Ah, heaven. I smile. The creamy milk chocolate melts away in my mouth. It is just perfect. Truly and utterly perfect.

"Oh honey, before I forget, there is a pack meeting taking place tonight. Alpha Logan has requested that everyone be there. Apparently he has some news to announce."

Well almost perfect.

What could be so darn important that they need everyone tonight? Now I'm gonna have to switch my shift with Naomi and she is not going to be happy with that. She hates covering the weekend shift. The nights are always the worst. That's when the cafe is filled with the less desirable people.