The FORBIDDEN LUNA

"Hey, Freak."

I heard footsteps approaching after hearing the voice behind me. I knew who it was without having to look back. He was always the one. They are always there. The people that made my life really difficult.

I continued to focus on the dirt path in front of me, the same one I used each day. It was the same route that took me to the woods, where I could be alone, from the packhouse.

For a time, but Just behind me, the footsteps came to a standstill. "You really think you can hide out here, huh?"

The same patronizing tone that he always employed was evident in his voice. "No one wants you around, you know."

I balled my fists, my claws digging into my hands. I had no intention of fighting. I never retaliated. For what purpose was it? All I was was an Omega. A mistake.

He scoffed, "You're just a half-blood freak," saying. "Not a spot in the pack, nor in this world for you."

I remained silent. How could I respond? He was correct. Who was I? Half-witch, half werewolf A curse.

He went on, "You do not belong here," and I could hear the arrogant delight in his voice.

I heard him take a step toward me, now only a few inches away. My pulse accelerated, but I remained motionless. Why would someone want to run? Only he'd track me down again.

He kicked me with a rock. It fell into the brush after bouncing off the walkway. With hatred in his voice, he said, "Stay out of sight, little freak." "You're an error. And everyone is aware of it."

I bit the bottom of my lip. I didn't care that my mouth tasted like blood. The pain was not new. It never changed.

I continued to walk.

It was the same every day. This existence wasn't something I requested. I didn't request to be born with part werewolf and half witch. I was shunned by both worlds despite being a kid of both. My pack saw it as a mistake. An Omega who is meant to serve rather than to take charge. Never to be important.

I was regarded as though I were invisible by the pack members. Or worse, as if I were something that should be put up with. The other Omegas, the warriors, and the Elders all made it apparent that I wasn't welcome that none of them included me.

Those that were quiet suffered the most. The people who disregarded me. The ones that wouldn't even turn to face me. Because you start to believe it when you're invisible. You start to feel as though you are unimportant. You start to disappear, becoming just another shadow in a bright universe.

The trees were tall and dense, with branches that spiraled far into the sky, as I could see when I reached the edge of the woods. Here, I was able to find some peace. Bloodlines were of little importance to the forest. It didn't give a damn about your identity. It was just simple.

I kept exploring the woodland while listening to the gentle noise of winds blowing through the branches and the crashing of leaves under my boots.

It was quieter here, out of the pack's investigating gaze. The only place I could breathe without feeling suffocated was there.

However, the shadows persisted even in this isolated area of the forest. No matter how far I traveled, they kept following me. Since I was also a shadow. Shadows also persist.

I knelt along a tiny creek whose calmly clear waters flowed like a lifeline through the woods. To relieve my dry throat, I used my palms to scoop up some cool water and drank it.

Here, the woodland seemed alive. The wind hummed through the leaves, the birds fluttered overhead, and the trees talked to one another. There was a reason for everything in the forest. except for me.

I didn't belong.

I heard footsteps again, but they were behind me this time. I kept my head down.

I didn't have to. I recognized the person.

"You assume you might want to hide here, don't you?" His voice was low, but I could sense mockery in it.

"You believe that the pack won't judge you here? No matter how hard you try to run, you're still one of us. I stared at the ocean and said nothing."

At the moment, I lacked the energy to deal with him. He would never comprehend.

Nobody would. The footsteps grew louder as he approached. My shoulders felt burdened by his presence behind me.

He was waiting for me to react, to say anything. However, I didn't.

"Why don't you say something?" He nudged. "You have a tongue. Or are you too cowardly to say anything?"

I had no desire to fight.

I didn't. But, his remarks were painful and I gently turned to look at him for the first time. His brown hair had been spread across his forehead, and his face was curled into a smile. He seemed to take pleasure in making me feel unworthy. As if he enjoyed his dominance over me. I could only stare at him, though.

Take a look at the person who constantly reminded me that I didn't belong. I would never do that.

I muttered, "Leave me alone," but the words seemed too weak and gentle. But I had nothing else.

He chuckled. "Go away from you? You believe you are unique, don't you? Do you believe you are superior to us?"

I didn't respond. There was no purpose.

His eyes narrowed as he took a step closer. "The Alpha will never accept you, you know that, right?" His tone shifted to one of mocking seriousness. "You're crazy. And you will always be perceived as such by everyone."

I tightened my throat and swallowed hard. These were words I had heard far too often. Since I could remember, I had lived with them.

He seemed to be searching for something as his eyes darted. "You believe he'll pick you? Little freak, the Moon Goddess made a mistake. You shouldn't be present."

My nails dug into the stone as I held onto the stream's edge. I felt like snapping. I felt like screaming. Instead, though, I simply stood there and took the hit.

Between us, a dense and oppressive quiet hovered. He awaited my response. However, I didn't.

At last, he turned and went away, laughing. "Freak, have fun hiding in the woods. That is all you ever know how to do."

I heard the rustle of his footsteps becoming softer as he walked away. The trees' sound appeared to calm me, if only briefly, as the wind increased once more.

The words continued to play in my head even after I closed my eyes and allowed the refreshing breeze to wash over me.

"A freak." "Error." "Never belong."

I wasn't sure I could handle it any longer. How long could I stand it?

What else could be done, though? I mean, what else could I do?

I was powerless. No standing. No location and to them, I was only a shadow.

The emptiness in my chest took the place of the forest's melody. This isn't where I should be. I had never been. However,

I made it through.

Because I only knew how to survive.