Forsaken by the Moon Goddess novel Chapter 12

Sloane

On Sunday, Grandpa Waylon and Grandma Judith spend time convincing me that I need to come to their pack next weekend.

“It’s the only fair way to make a decision, Sloane. I want to show you around, I want to give you access to the financial ledgers and pack data so you know what you would be getting yourself into.”

I look at Will, wanting his input.

“Your grandparents have a good point, Sloane. You can’t make a good decision without having all the facts. Take Scarlet with you. Hell, take Slade AND Scarlet with you.

Let them be your eyes and ears around the pack, hearing things that might not be said in front of you or your grandparents. Scarlet is great at getting the inside scoop on things.”

When I asked my grandparents if it was okay to bring them with me, they agreed quickly, just excited that I was willing to go.

“It’s not a yes,” I clarified.

“But you are taking this offer seriously and that’s all! want, Sloane. This is your birthright. I want to leave my pack to you,” Grandpa Waylon said.After saying goodbye to everyone and getting Aunt Samara’s, Uncle Roman’s, and Scarlet’s parents’ agreement that Scarlet and Slade could come with me next weekend, I’d spent the rest of the night in my room trying to focus on my schoolwork but failing miserably.

My mind kept going back to the possibility of becoming an Alpha of my own pack.

The thought alternately terrifies and excites me. I don’t know anything about being an Alpha, but I know I could learn. I’ve watched Uncle Roman teaching Slade, Theo, and Royal for nearly a decade. I know I’m strong, which the pack would respect, especially after having been run by my grandparents for so many years. Of course, that presents its own set of problems. The pack is probably set

‘ in its ways, wanting to do things they way they’ve always done them, which I wouldn’t be okay with. Not about some things anyway. I already know that the pack has some outdated ways of doing things which I’d want to rectify. The first being that everything in the pack becomes electronic. My grandparents are okay with electronics, but they aren’t great. When my grandfather talked about ‘ledgers’, I’m pretty sure he meant paper records of his finances.

By the time I go to bed, I have a headache.

‘You’re being unusually quiet, Aisling.’

I’m listening to your thoughts.’

What are your thoughts, my wolf?’I feel her give me a big wolfy grin. She loves being my wolf.

I think… no matter who our mother was, we are pure Alphas. For me, I don’t care that we’re females. We were born to lead. Aunt Samara may have the title of Luna, but she’s an equal to Uncle Roman. If we take this pack, it’s like we’re being given a second chance at our birthright.’

You mean, you didn’t become a white wolf, but we still become leaders in the werewolf community?’ I clarify.

Yes. Maybe this is why I didn’t become a white wolf. And before you argue that you weren’t worthy of having a white wolf, I don’t agree. You’re more than worthy of getting a white wolf. So, maybe this was the Moon Goddess’ compromise for us. We don’t get the blessing of a white wolf, but we do get the power and strength of an Alpha who runs their own pack.’

‘You know we’re going to up against almost everyone, right? The pack, other Alphas, the Council, everyone, I say.

‘Sloane, when haven’t we been against almost everyone?

Sloane and Aisling against the world. With you as my human and me at your side, we can’t fail. Neither of us will allow it.’

It was my wolf’s confidence, more than anything, that finally helped me to fall asleep.

The next day, I scratched another day off the calendar, thankful that the last day of this dreaded school year isalmost over.

Three weeks. Three weeks. Three weeks. I chant as I make my way to my locker.

It wasn’t until Aisling sat up in my head that I realized something was wrong. I look around and while people are looking at me and definitely whispering about me, no one is approaching me and no one is making any snarky comments loud enough for me to hear them.

‘Aisling, what the fuck’s going on?’ I ask.

1 have no idea. Check the locker before you open it. Make sure no one set it to explode or worse, glitter bomb us.’

– I carefully open my locker, but nothing happens.

“Hey Bestie,” Scarlet says, skipping up beside me.

“Scarlet, what is going on?” I whisper at her.

She looks around, then leans in. “Apparently, your aunt and uncle put the fear of the goddess into the packs,” she says quietly.

“What did they do?”

“Don’t know, but I’m glad they did. Now Slade is safe, Sloane. That’s what you wanted, right?”

“Yeah, I guess so,” I say, closing my locker door, still glancing around.Chapter 12: Principal Rogers

“Sloane Hartwell?”

I turn, seeing a woman I’ve never met before: She’s in a perfectly tailored suit with high heels. She looks like a woman who is used to being in charge and she wears it well.

“Yes, that’s me.”

“Hi, I’m Principal Liana Rogers. Would you come with me, please?” she asks.

“She didn’t do anything wrong,” Scarlet says, ready to defend me.

The woman raises an eyebrow at her. “And you are?”

“I’m Scarlet Chapman. I’m Sloane’s best friend.”

“Well, Ms. Chapman, I didn’t say your friend was in trouble. I merely asked her to follow me.”

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