The Luna's Reclaimed Fate

Chapter 6 - A new beginning.

Flare

I am completely outside our region. What does that mean? I look back as I get dressed and wonder for a second if I should turn back and then decide not to. If I go back, it’s going to be war between the two packs. Now that I’m gone, they have no reason to fight.

I’ve removed the problem. Me. I pick up my backpack and make my way into the city. The smells are overwhelming, and I have to resist the urge to pinch my nose. All around me, people are walking really fast, and I feel the buzz of it all.

It’s so exhilarating. Even the shops look shinier than that of the human town near my home. Darkness starts to fall, and I find an empty alley where I make myself comfortable. I’m not scared. I’m a wolf and I know I will be able to protect myself.

I end up not sleeping much since the city is clearly nothing like home. It literally doesn’t go to sleep until right before the sun starts to come up. As I leave the alley, I realize that I need to find a job and quickly. I won’t be able to spend every night in an alley.

I need an apartment, and a job. With that, I have decided to leave my old life behind completely and start over on my own. I know my parents won’t exile me from the pack, so I won’t become a rogue, and if they do, I will just return to the forest.

A COUPLE OF MONTHS LATER, I walk into the restaurant in the early morning hours and greet the chef that is there to open up every morning. He is also the owner of the restaurant and the one who took pity on me that first day that I walked in.

What a sight I must have been? I was dirty and probably smelled terrible. I am lucky that he has a soft heart. I’m sure if it was anyone else, they would have chased me away. In the past couple of months, I’ve completely adjusted to my new human life.

I take my wolf on a hunt in the forest outside the city once a month, which seems to keep her calm, and the rest of the time, I’m either at the restaurant working or curled up on my old couch in my cramped apartment watching reruns of old series.

I’m free. I’m free from everything it meant to be the daughter of the alpha. I sometimes wonder if my parents are okay, but I know I can’t contact them or anyone from our pack. So, I just pray to the moon goddess to keep them safe.

I love my job as a waitress. It feels good to serve people after a life of being served. It feels even better on payday when I get the chance to choose one thing for my apartment after buying my groceries and paying my rent.

I’m doing it on my own for myself and that is my biggest driving force as I get up each morning.

“GOOD MORNING, FLARE! Join me in the kitchen.” The Chef grins as soon as I walk into the restaurant sometime later on a bright sunny morning.

“Surprise! Happy second anniversary!” All the staff shout at the same time the moment I walk into the kitchen. I clean forgot! Today, two years ago, is the day I walked into the restaurant for the first time looking like a bit of a hobo!

I can’t believe that so much time had passed by. It’s strange. On the one hand, it feels like only yesterday, but on the other hand, it feels as if my life with the pack is a lifetime ago. Well, I did almost live a full life before I was killed, didn’t I?

The chef makes me cut the cake he baked and after everyone has a plate, we get to work. I’m the only waitress who has been at the restaurant for so long. All the others only work here for a couple of months as a sort of stepping stone before they move up and on.

I like it though. I make more than enough money to support myself and, since I don’t really have a huge life dream, I’m satisfied with my life. In the mornings, we are usually fairly quiet, but when the lunch rush starts, we are all run off our feet.

I have just sorted out one of my tables when a smell hits me right between the eyes. It’s not food. It’s my mate! I’m too scared to turn around. What if it’s Simon? He never accepted my rejection! But as it comes closer, I realize that it’s different.

My eyes scan the people in the kitchen and I breathe a sigh of relief. I mean, I would have known if it was one of them by now. As I slowly turn around, it feels like my heart is about to jump out of my chest. Then our eyes meet.

I keep his gaze only for a second before my eyes dart back and forth. He can’t say anything out loud in front of all these humans, can he?! He closes the gap between us so fast that I’m convinced people are staring.

“Mate.” He whispers in my ear, sending a shiver down the back of my spine as his hand comes to rest on my lower back.

“Is this guy bothering you, Flare?” Chef appears out of nowhere while I’m still trying to get my bearings and I shake my head. Damian glares at the poor man and I realize I had better calm things down. Fast!

“Chef, this is …” I look at the man who still has his hand on my back.

“Damian, pleasure to meet you.” Damian’s entire demeanour changes the moment he realizes who interrupted us.

“Chef, would you mind if I take off early today.” Gotta think fast. I have to get out of this situation. From what I know about mates, they can be incredibly possessive, and I don’t know if Damian is one of those. He might not like me working here or working at all.

I can’t let these humans pay if he decides to lose his cool! Yes, I’m planning on running again. At least, out of the restaurant as soon as I can. Not necessarily away from Damian.