The Lycan's Soul Mate

chapter 1 Luna

Luna had been having this dream for the past three weeks. Every night she would be awoken by her

mom at about the same time soaked in wet in the old bathtub in the basement. This was really starting

to become a problem. The last time this happened she had been at her best friend’s house where she

woke up in their garden all covered in dirt. That was so embarrassing. Hailey, her best friend chalked it

up to be somnambulism and that was a hard pill to swallow.

“Luna! Luna! Luna, wake up! Honey you are soaked in wet you need to shower and change.” Her

mother shouted. “Hmmmm, Awwwg” yawned Luna extending her slender hand to get a glass of water

from her bedside table only to realize that she was not in her room. As she opened her sleepy eyes a

petit dark-haired woman with piercing green eyes came into focus. “Hurry Luna unless u wanna be late

for school again. This thing is getting worse.”

“What the…” she muttered as she got out of the tub wondering how she managed to get this wet

sleeping in a tub without water. “I’m ok mom. No need to get all worked up about this; I couldn’t sleep

so I just came down here to do a bit of exercising got tired and I must’ve dozed off. What time is it

anyway?” she asked. “Dozed off u say. It’s 6:15AM so you better get a move on if you don’t want to be

late for school missy.”

Luna ran upstairs took the wet clothes off and got into the shower. The cold water felt so soothing on

her body. Lately Luna had not been able to tolerate hot showers as she was always heated. “What the

hell is wrong with me? Why is this happening to me. This needs to stop” she muttered as she breathed

heavily in the shower with tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. “Oh God what have I done to

deserve this?” Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Luna remained under the running shower for about ten minutes getting herself cleaned while trying to

make sense of what had been happening to her. If only someone could help her make sense of it all. It

all started on the night of her 17th birthday. She had this dream for the first time and that is the first time

that she had his episode.

Her parents were peeved and had reprimanded her after she was brought home by a female police

officer covered in a blanket stark naked beneath it and covered in dirt. They had attributed it to her lack

of self-esteem causing her to fall victim to peer pressure. She could never forget how embarrassing it

was for her when the police officer dropped her off with all the neighbors looking and chattering. She

remembered thinking what a laughing stock she would become if her so called friends from school

found out about it.

“Hmmm”, she sighed while getting out of the shower. There’s no point in telling them what really

happened to her that night. What would be the point? They would think that she was even more crazy

and sign her up for more sessions with the shrink. If they signed her up for therapy when they thought

that she got drunk on the night of her 17th birthday she didn’t even want to think of what they’d do if

she told them that she blacked out and woke up in the middle of nowhere with blood on her hands and

face after her first somnambulism episode two months ago. Thank God this time wasn’t that bad, and

she awoke in the basement instead.

She walked to her dresser to grab a pair of high waist jeans and underwear while drying her long black

hair with a towel. She pulled the jeans up her legs and buttoned them at her waist. “Perfect” she

muttered quietly to herself while admiring herself in the full-length wall mirror in her bedroom. She put

on a spaghetti strap pink top and put on matching jeans jacket.

“Luna what the heck are you doing up there, are you purposely trying to be late?” “Coming mom!” she

shouted as she quickly grabbed her backpack and phone while taking one last look at herself in the

mirror before leaving. “what’s for breakfast? I smell sausages, bacon and eggs, toast and pancakes.

What’s the occasion? Why the variety this morning mom?”

“Wow, you look great!” her mother exclaimed “it’s almost as if you’re excited to be back at school.” She

ignored her mother’s comment and proceeded to grab a plate which she stacked with toast bacon,

sausages and some eggs. She then poured herself a glass of orange juice and asked, “Hey where’s

Michael anyway.” Michael was her stepfather, practically her father as he had been raising her since

her father was brutally killed eight years ago in a robbery. Michael had been the detective assigned to

her father’s case and had taken a liking to her mother. “OH, he left early this morning, you know how it

is.”

“Well later then”, she said as she started walking out the door with her backpack. “Luna! Aren’t you

forgetting something?” her mother smiled. She ran back inside and gave her mother a kiss on the

cheek. “See you later mom!” she shouted as she rushed out the door. “Well deep breath Luna, it’s just

college.”

She secretly hoped that it would be nothing like high school where everything that could possibly go

wrong to a young girl happened to her. She had been frail and as a consequence was not very popular.

She managed to survive high school with the help of her friend Haily who was there for her whenever

she needed saving from getting out of GYM class. Luna was more of a nerd, and this is why the other

kids found her strange and why she didn’t really have many friends. She continued walking down the

block where she took the bus to Attica Community college.