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I've been sitting by myself in this room for what has felt like an eternity. I went to bed in here last night and woke up to find the door locked.

I tried my magic, but nothing seems to work to get this stinking door open.

"Lincoln! If you don't let me out of here so help me goddess, I will chop off each of your limbs and shove them down your throat!" I tried for maybe the two hundredth time...in the past five minutes.

I sat down criss cross applesauce in front of the door and decided to try using my magic from a different approach. I pressed my hands firmly against the hardwood floors but nope the door wasn't budging. I grabbed at my hair, frustrated.

That's when I got the most amazing idea...that I will definitely not regret.

Definitely.

I glanced up at the window overlooking the pack grounds. I reached up on my tippy toes and tried to reach the lock on the window. When my fingers finally reached it I heard the satisfying click of metal. I pushed it up and leaned over the windowsill, to see how I was planning to execute this little plan. It's official, being in this room for what's felt like forever has officially driven me completely insane, and on top of that I'm starving.

I carefully stuck my leg over and the other until I was sitting on the windowsill. I grabbed onto the gutter pipes running down the building. I held on for dear life as I tried to get a footing somewhere.

I glanced down panicking slightly at how far the overhang seemed to be. I squeezed my eyes shut and let go allowing my wolfs agility to come forward so I could catch myself hopefully without injuring myself.

I actually landed on my feet. Wasn't seeing that one coming. What I also wasn't seeing coming was the beta and someone else walking towards the pack house and seeing me sitting on the roof.

I carefully slid my legs over the edge of the roof but I wasn't dumb enough to use my magic in public. People can't know what I am. They just can't.

I gripped onto the edge of the roof before flinging myself off without thinking twice. I landed flat on my face in front of some of the most important members of this pack.

I heard them hustle over to make sure I was alright.

"What were you thinking?!" One of them yelled at me.

"Get Lincoln." The one I didn't recognize said glancing at Brent. I think that was his name.

"What were you trying to do? Do you realize that you could have seriously hurt yourself!" He yelled seeming incredibly frustrated.

"Go sit over there, Brielle was it?" I didn't like the other guys tone with me but I sat on that bench a few feet away from them anyway.

I chanted a quick spell under my breath that enhanced my hearing so that it sounded like I was standing right next to them having the conversation along with them.

"Can you believe Lincoln hasn't rejected her? She looks so fucking weak. How the hell is she even going to lead a pack. She just jumped out of a fucking window." He said. I felt a pang at my chest but that was nothing compared to my growing anger.

I am the Luna. I am the Luna. I am the flipping Luna of this pack and I will not be treated like dirt on the bottom of his shoe. I stood up and walked over to Mr. Tough Guy.

"What the hell are you doing I thought I told you to—" I didn't let him finish by cutting him off with a firm slap to the face and a knee to the nuts.

He doubled over in pain and fell to his knees, clutching at his guy parts.

I mentally chuckled at him. I bent down next to his level and made sure he got a good look at me, before I kick his sorry behind.

"I demand respect. I will not stand here and take you or anyone treating me that way, am I clear?" I snapped at him. He looked unsure so I raised my fist warningly and he immediately lowered his head down in submission.

That's when I felt strong arms wrap around my waist pulling me away from him.

"Go to my office now." He demanded at me.

"No." I snapped.

"Excuse me?" He questioned but I knew it wasn't really a question.

"I'm mad at you." I snapped back.

"I don't care in my office now or I swear, I will drag you there myself." I wasn't giving in to his empty threats.

"Take her to my office Brent." He said looking past me at his beta. "I need to have a quick chat with Jake."

So the jerks name is Jake.

"Come on Luna." He said nodding his head towards the front door.

I turned and gave Lincoln one last glare.

I followed him worried that I would get him in trouble with Lincoln .

"What did I do to make that Jake guy hate me so much?" I asked breaking the awkward silence.

"He always acts like he has a stick up his ass. Just ignore him that's what I do." He shrugged.

Not sure what that means.

We finally got to what I'm assuming is Lincoln's office.

I sat down in one of the leather chairs and Brent sat in the one next to me.

"You don't have to stay if you don't want to I'm sure you have more important things to be doing than babysit me." I laughed.

"I wouldn't call it babysitting I would call it more like, 'make sure she doesn't jump out another window watch'." He said causing me to laugh.

Our conversation was cut short when we heard a cough come from the door.

"Brent you're dismissed." He nodded and walked out the door.

Lincoln walked around the desk and sat down at his chair.

"You are aware you attacked my Gamma today correct?" He asked me.

"You are aware he was being a jerk to me today correct?" I countered causing him to tense and grip his desk.

"That doesn't excuse you acting so immature but, what did he say?" He said barely keeping his calm.

"That he thought I was weak and wouldn't be able to be a good Luna oh and something about you not rejecting me and how that was a mistake on your part." I shrugged. "I guess I just taught him a lesson."

"I mean can you blame him! The first time he meets you it's because you jumped out of a fucking window." He rolled his eyes causing more anger to fuel in me.

"I wouldn't have had to if you didn't lock me in my room all day!" I yelled back. "You had no right to do that."

"You also never sent anyone up with food so I'm hungry, so are we done here or do I need to beat you up too?" I questioned standing up.

"What do you mean? I sent someone up with food." He said wearing a confused look on his face.

"What imaginary people with imaginary food." I questioned.

"I couldn't even get the door to open with magic. That wasn't nice." I said heading towards the door of his office, done with this conversation.

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Once I was done with my meal I decided to go visit with James. I was in no mood to be near Lincoln right now. He was being too much of a butthead for me to want to be around him.

I walked down the grassy field until I saw the small cottage that I called home for so many years.

I knocked on the rustic old door and waited for James to answer. It only took him about five seconds before he swung the door open.

"Brielle!" He yelled happily, pulling me into a bone crushing hug.

"It's only been a day." I laughed, squeezing him equally as tight.

"So what? A day, an hour. It doesn't matter how long it never feels the same when you are gone." I smiled at that.

"Oh come on, I had to annoy you like crazy." I laughed causing him to chuckle.

"Rarely. How have your arms been healing?" He asked me turning this conversation onto a more serious note.

I rolled up my sleeves to show him. Due to my werewolf healing they were getting better at a fast rate.

"This is looking better." He said examining the burned skin more.

"Up for a game of checkers before I have to go back, don't want Lincoln sending out a search party do we?" I chuckled.

He chuckled and pulled out the checker board and pieces from the shelf

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