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His Found Luna

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Chapter 1 - my tormentors

Shit happens , mistakes happen and unfortunately I am a mistake , a big one , to cut the painfully long story short , my mother was a human I say was cause she is dead , she died at birth but not before naming me ''Aurora'' she said in her last dying breath , my father on the other hand was a supernatural jerk , a cheating scoundrel , a coward .

My grandfather Miguel was paralyzed due to an injury sustain during a war a few years back and so he needed a nurse and with my stepmother never being around he well my mom was hired . my father already had kids before me Amelia who was nine and Lucy who was six , those two plus my stepmother became my tormentors. my grandfather was the only good thing about that family he had my back but there was only so much a paralyzed man could do .

My stepmother stopped her frequent trips and stayed in the pack , according to may grandfather Katherine was relieved to discover I was a girl and not a boy cause that would mean I could be the next possible alpha and she would never allow a bastard be the next alpha , so it was no surprise when a few years after my birth she became pregnant with Jaden my stepbrother , I was three at the time , when Jaden was born I was not allowed to go near him for Katherine feared I would kill the baby I could not even kill an ant for I feared it was my mother reincarnation and here this Botox faced bitch was saying I would kill her baby .

Years went by and Jaden grew so as grandpa , when I was eight he died , during the time he was alive pop made sure me and Jaden got along and so I was not alone and I grew found of Jaden and he became my favorite  person on days when there were parties in the house and i was locked and confined to my room Jaden sneaked in some of the food for me and even hung out me when no one would realize he was gone .

  My social life was limited I could not attend the pack school so I went to regular human school ,I did not bear the family last name so bore my mother's last name Edison I was grateful to my grandfather for not trying to force the name on me , my mother's name was Anastasia Edison , Anastasia meant resurrection and every night I prayed she would resurrect.

   Time went and my stepmother went back to her lavish lifestyle this time occasionally with Amelia and Lucy leaving me grateful to not be with them. In the pack people had mixed feelings about some scowled at me ,others pity was written on their face I hate pity ,on can hate but pity I hated . but I grew past the disdain I almost became immune to it all .

what can I say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger .