The Odd Luna Series
open book in my grasp. I yelped, hastily chucking the half-iced book onto the carpet. One would assume the ca
to squeeze in. She was about to speak but her words died in her throat,
her disappointment cutting
y, my standard comeback every time my powers had a
re eagerly waiting for your royal highness's grand entrance," she said, sarcasm oozing from every word. I shot her a confused look, which
dinner!" I stumbled over to my closet, frantically rummaging through my clothes. "Give me
d gray tee. I slipped into some comfy black shoes and dashed to the mirror, draggi
g voice echoed through the pack house. "Rachel!" He bellowed, the
"I'm on my way!" I flung open my door, slipped o
gany table large enough to host a mini music festival. A colossal chandelier made of glittering cry
saw only around forty-five attendees, an oddly exclusive gathering. But
ing my name sound like a royal summons. He patted an empty cha
f the silent lightning bolts shot my way by some pack members. Our exchange was
tion, a deviation from the norm they found hard to swallow. My whole life was punctuated by their scornful jibes and th
to a talking snowman. So, I broke the ice. "Why's it so quiet here?" The chatter that ensued was as comfort
sel, a sudden surge of heat radiated from the fork, jolting me like a surprise sauna visit. I tried my best to hold on but when it felt li
my father's ire, making me wish I could disappear into a snowdrift. His glare was so intense that my hand spontaneously combusted, t
re, expecting a flurry of snow. Instead, I managed to add more fuel to the fire, literally. The terrified shrieks of
in relief when ice sprayed out of my hands, dousing the blaze. I exhale
I mentally high-f
mirk palpable. My eyes rolled on their own accord at her lack of shared enthusiasm. But bef
ion, I braced myself and turned to face him, bar
ammered, but before I could fini
"How many times must I tell you to keep your cool? Can't you do that?" His word
ured, my head bowing li
," he commanded. "I'll c
buzzed with hushed whispers. Probably analyzing the disaster I'd just o
taking their claim on my cheeks. Let them see, I thought, what
ng. Why me, Ivy? I mentally questioned, as if my wolf held all the answers. Why this curse? A few rogue tears fell on my hands, instantly crysta
n, revealing the tall silhouette of my father. He closed the door behind him, traversed the room
n the ceiling. He sighed, repositioning himself to face me. "I'm sorry I lost my cool," he began,
ny other alpha. "Dad, what do you expect me to do?" I threw my hands
it," he said, his voice firm. I shot him a glare. "How, pray tell, am I supposed to do that?" I sn
you learn to control your abilities, you need to stay away from large gatherings." My eyes bugged o
ated pack house!" I exploded, my volume dialing up with every word.
my blood simmer. He'd never used that tone with me before. The alpha tone usually induces an i
at my audacious defiance. I had never dared to rebel like th
sed to do? Hibernate
xpect you to do." His words w
You want me to be someone I can't!" His lips parted, gearing up to interject, but I sile
rom the bed, sprinting towards the door, a fresh wave of tears flooding my vision. I bol
ome time away