Do you ever just find yourself getting lost in the middle of nowhere, just to have a few minutes to yourself?

I have a bad tendency to do this sometimes, well, way too often for my parents liking, anyways, but I can't help it. I get lost in thought, and my feet just take me to that place, surrounded by tall trees alongside a waterfall that seems to cascade for miles and vast greenery as far as the eyes can see. When my mind can't settle, I crave that haven.

My name is Aurora Aster. My dad is the Alpha of the Sacred Moon pack. We are known as one of the most feared packs in the world. I'm pretty sure we are only second to one other pack, but damn, I cringe just thinking about all the rumors that have spread about that pack, just the thought of it makes me jittery and gives me goosebumps.

I know my pack isn't some saint or anything, but I personally feel that compared to them, we pretty much are. A simple rumor could be enough to start a war, so I think it's best they are taken with a grain of salt. Maybe they have a good reason for the things that have been said to have occurred by their hands and they really aren't as bad as some think.

Anyways, my family isn't really a fan of my constant need to get away from people.

In this world, surrounded by were wolves of all shapes and sizes, my kind is rare and seen as an anomaly that shouldn't exist.

With not just one, but two parents each coming from alpha bloodlines, who are known for their strength, I was born and out of all defects that could have taken place,

I'm a runt.

Runts are much smaller than the average werewolf. Think husky versus grizzly bear in size. Albeit smaller in size, we can still train to be stronger, but despite all odds when compared to the average werewolf, we are still weaker. For that reason alone, being born a runt, sentences you to be treated like garbage, there is no room for you. That is the unfortunate truth in most packs, but not in all of them.

In our pack, we believe in giving everyone equal opportunity and ensuring respect for one another. Every role in a pack is crucial and not to be underestimated. Afterall, even the most tedious of jobs have to be done. We don't tolerate the hazing of omegas or runts like other packs do, if it were up to me, I would abolish that ignorant way of thinking for good, but we can only change what is within our control. We hope that leading by example will help motivate other packs to appreciate all their members better, but until then we provide a safe haven for those who know of us and wish to better their lives.

Of course, they have to go through heavy security clearances first and then are placed on probation, or else we could be taken advantage of.

My mom always felt bad because I got the, as she likes to call it, small gene, from her side of the family.

I always tell her the same thing every time she brings it up though, everything can be used to your advantage if your smart enough. You just have to understand your capabilities, know what you can bring to the table.

Word of advice: I may be tiny, but I can still kick some serious ass, so don't piss me off or belittle me based on my appearance.

When people talk about the Sacred Moon, the mysterious tiny princess always comes up, "why does no one seem to know what she looks like," or "why doesn't she ever come to events?"

Besides just not liking big crowds of annoyances, I am kept within the pack perimeters because of a blessing I was bestowed at birth.

A blessing by the moon goddess, but I prefer to call it a serious pain in my ass.

Why? Because I was blessed to be a comforter to the pack that I reside in.

This 'blessing' comes with some unique abilities that basically makes me not just a rare anomaly of a runt, but a fucking magical one in my opinion.

People naturally just feel calmer around me. I can heal both indirectly and directly, but when I do it directly, it can come with a personal price.

If you are around long enough, you will notice that your wolf's strength, endurance, focus and healing abilities have greatly improved from how they were before.

Once this blessing came to light, my dad wasted no time and had me training from the time I could walk, so that even if no one was around, I'd be able to protect myself to some degree.

Now I'm considered one of the best fighters in our pack.

I refuse to be the weak link.

If anyone were to learn of my curse... I mean, blessing, it would paint a new kind of target on our pack, rather than just being targeted by packs who overcompensate strength for brains. They would waste no effort to take me for their advantage or use me against my parents, or both. Some do have brains, unfortunately.

That my friends, is how I became known as the hidden princess from the Sacred Moon pack.

For the most part, I like my status. If I were forced to have to go to all these pack events and what not, I may not make it out, I have a low tolerance for stupidity and people just tend to make me want to throw a chair at their faces.

It's not like I have a mate out there anyways.

Runts and guardians rarely ever have mates.

Anyways.

I love my family to bits, but things can get overwhelming and suffocating really quick. They can't help it, the need to protect me, and I don't hate it either. It's just sometimes I need to breathe away from the chaos and feel the peace that only nature can give too me.

That's how I found myself lost yet again staring at the most gorgeous waterfall that almost looks out of place amongst the vastness of greenery.