Fighting by Anaya Phoenix (black books to read txt) 📕

“Luna. Out. Now.” She growled out, she turned and her eyes found mine, hers growing a bright amber that shined even in the high sun. I grit my teeth and got out the car, casting a ‘thanks a lot’ glance to those who just sot in the car without helping. I barely had time to close the door before I was slapped, the force of it almost whacking my head off. Almost. I stretched my jaw and looked at her, ignoring the very deep very painful stinging in my face.

“You’re supposed to protect them, Luna, not throw them right into fucking danger!” She growled, her wolf screaming at mine. I fought hard against my wolf, trying to keep her under control.

“It’s kind of hard to do my job when he’s muddling up the lines.” I said softly, wincing as I heard them both take in air. He opened the door and got out, slamming the door as well. Damn, anger issues everywhere.

“What line would that be, Luna?”

“That, that line right there. You’re so close to going wolf, you never call me my name when you’re this close.” I said, pointing to his amber eyes.

“What are you talking about?”

“You’re being personal, and you’re never fucking personal. You and I had an agreement Sarah, I could only help to keep them under the radar if he stayed his distance!”

“Wait, what-”

“You didn’t want to keep him safe, Luna, just fucking admit it. You didn’t want this in the first fucking place!”

“You’re damn right I didn’t, but you came to me. You knew I didn’t want it, you knew what it would mean for me; you just didn’t fucking care!” The rage was bubbling up in my chest and I needed to calm down before I slipped up.

“Guys, what are you-”

“You made it obvious that you didn’t want what sh gave you, but you should at least try to protect it!” That was it, that’s all it took. Her poking at the fact that he had gotten in trouble because of me, the fact that I couldn’t protect what was mine. My eyes turned red before I could stop it and my hand reached out and grabbed her neck lifting her off the ground.

“Never imply that I can’t care for mine.” My voice was husky and it packed more power than any of them had ever delt with. This was my full rage, raw and mastered.

“He’s my son, Alpha.”

“And my mate, I’m above you my word has more punch then yours does. Never imply that again, one might mistake it as threatening and respond to it accordingly.” I let her go, suddenly feeling the gripping pain that Ander had on my arm and blinking out of the haze that my wolf had produced. I blinked once, then twice, entirely not sure what to do.

“Sarah, I-”

“I had no right to question you, I’m sure you had any and all reasons to attack. He’s… He’s my son, Luna, my eldest son. This world isn’t getting better, I can’t have any of them hurt. You understand that, right?” Her eyes, back to their normal black, showed her fear and age. She was growing old, too old to be chasing after kids and worrying as hard as she had.

“I understand, he is under my protection fully. With or without emotions.” Appreciation shone in her black eyes and she smile lightly before looking to the house and blinking once.

“I’ve got kids and an alpha to feed, see you some other time Luna. Ander… wash up before dinner, I don’t want your father to know about this.” Her brow raised, though it lacked it’s usual pointedness it was still effective, it was a ‘do as your told’ raise.

“What is she talking about, what were you talking about?” Ander asked after having been wuiet too long. I closed my eyes and turned to look at him, my eyes not yet turning amber from red.

“Go take a shower, Ander, your dinner will be soon.” I said, using my air element and lifting me up. I wanted to go away, I wanted to fly and never stop; so I didn’t.

I didn’t stop until I hit Widower’s Peak, a lookout hill that the humans favored for fornication. It wasn’t a very pleasurable soundtrack, but it was peace from my obligations. I watched as the lights twinkled, in the ghetto and in human towns, and sighed deeply. All of it was a waste, all of it wasn’t going to matter soon. It was either the humans one or the mass obliteration of my kind; that was something I’d had to live with for my entire life. Sighing I tucked my knees into my chest and looked at the stars, counting the shines and ignoring the darkness. I’d learned that was the only way to count them. Counting the stars was easier than counting the darkness. The air behind me shifted and I closed my eyes before chuckling softly to myself.

“I was honestly expecting you to come later than this.” I whispered in the air hearing a soft chuckle as he sat down next to me.

“I figured I’d come now, give you some time to relax.” I looked at Mason then, looking into his cool blue eyes and smiling softly before leaning onto his shoulder. He chuckled softly and wrapped an arm around me and squeezed me closer.

“It’s not fair.” I sighed, continuing my count and feeling his coolness at my back.

“Most of the things that happen nowadays aren’t.” He said soothingly, stroking my hair. I didn’t want to look at his eyes, I knew what would be there. Unwavering sadness, thick and heavy like a well worn winter coat.

“Hey,” I tapped his arm and looked from the stars to him “it’ll work for you. I know it will.” I said softly, willing my eyes to speak more than I ever could. He looked up at the stars and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and closing them.

“I’m not so sure this time, Luna. Maybe it’s for the better if I just… I dunno, gave up.” Without meaning to I clutched tighter to his arm, my nails digging into his flesh.

“Don’t, whatever you do do NOT give up. Not on her. You’ve hurt her enough, don’t do that.” I whispered roughly, needing to keep my calm. I knew what was going to hapen between them, a gift I’d had to beg her for. At first I hadn’t been able to see my faimly’s fate lines. Then Libby got cancer and that damn near uprooted everything I had once known. After that, I made sure that there were no little suprises. They were destined to be together, a strange couple but everything in the new age had been strange. His black eyes scanned mine and he knew I was talking as the Red Luna now instead of as a sister.

“Holding will only hurt her more.” I felt a punch to my gut at his words and let go of his arm.

“Don’t give me that crap, you two are created for each other. You’re letting your own emotions get in the way without stopping to think about hers.”

“She hates me, there’s nothing I can do about that.” Growling I reached over and pinched his arm. He winced and scrunched his face up.

“What the hell, that hurt!”

“There’s everything you can do about that!! You’re Mason Fucking Masters, are you really gonna back down to some stupid little emotion?!” He still looked hurt by my pinch and rubbed the sore spot slowly.

“Well, are ya?”

“No.” He grumbled.

“That’s right. And do you know why you’re not going to?”

“Because I’m Mason Fucking Masters?”

“That- and because you two are perfect mates. One of a handful at the beginning of the New Age. Love her, wipe out all traces of hate from her brain and surround her with love and caring. You’ll get her, one day.” I stood and wiped the dirt off the back of my pants.

“Now, take me home Mason Masters, I think it’s high time you started courting your mate in the ways of a wolf.”

Turns out, Mason knew nothing about the ways of the wolf. He was more abrupt than subtle, more demanding than biding. Of course, I knew that already. I knew that this ride was going to be a hell of a lot of fun to watch. I had no clue it would be even more fun to ride on first hand. He was shunned by the entire family, excluding mom of course, and was practically ignored the entire dinner. Actually, he was ignored the entire dinner. He only spoke unless me or mom spoke to him. Once, mom trued to open a conversation including Libby and Mason. Let’s just say that went less than well.

“If you fucking talk to her, I’ll rip your balls off.” Jesse snarled stabbing his peice of chicken through the bone with his fork.

“Jess-” Alissa started, gearing up to protect Mason from whaever attack her brother was planning.

“No, not this time. You’ll not make me feel bad for protecting my sister. If he so much as breathes in her direction, so help me Goddess, I’m leaping over this table and smacking his dead little head off.” With that he stuffed his face with chicken and vegetables.

“Come now, I’m sure we can be civil about this.” Mom said sweetly, picking up her glass of coke and taking a sip before her eyes flit nervously around the table. She was testing how much power was here, and if there was neough that could hold Jesse back.

“Yeah, we can be civil about this,” Lina said, her voice barely a growl “as soon as jerk face over there leaves this house.”

“He’s welcome to stay if he’d like.” Dad said, putting authority behind it to keep everyone calm.

“The hell he is.” Jesse snarled, ripping meat from his bone while staring at Mason. I sighed deeply and put down my fork and knife, my meal of chicken and veggies ruined. My eyes roamed to Libby and I saw I wasn’t alone, I met Alissa’s stare as we nodded.

“Why don’t we move to dessert?”

“Is it Ok if I go to bed early. There’s a test tomorrow that I’d like to be rested for.” Lie. Blatant and almost painful to smell.

“Go on to bed honey, I’ll be up later.” Dad said, his wolf emerging due to his pup being in pain. We watched in somber silence as she got up. I smelt the saltiness of her tears before she hit the stairs. MAson stood up and things moved before my brain could calculate anything. Jesse stood, his chair scraping the floor violently and he formed his elemental weapon. It was something that I’d discovered the wolves born with elements could do. We had the power to shape our elements into any weapon we chose. Jesse favored swords, mainly of the japanese type, and summoned two kitana with his earth element. He pressed one to Mason’s throat, right where his pulse would be if he had blod circulating through him, and another on his heart.

“If you take another step, you’re dead.” Jesse said