Derek dragged a wooden chest out in front of the carts. "And," I dragged out, plodding over to him. "What's this?"

"This," He huffed. "Is what insures my safety tonight."

I tilted my head, "How so?" He opened the chest, revealing chains and headlocks. I laughed humorlessly. "They'll be having a fun night."

He gave me a pointed look. "You're included in this until I feel your stable enough."

I laughed again, "You're funny. You really are," His expression didn't change. "Either you have an excellent poker face or you're being serious. Either way, I'm still doing my own thing. I don't do group shifting," I flashed him a fake grin and he licked his lip, pursing them and folding his arms across his chest, spreading his legs slightly. "You're kidding!"

"No, Luna. I'm not. I'm chaining you tonight whether you like it or not."

"Ah, no you're not."

"Ah, yeah I am."

"Do you not think I haven't been a wolf long enough to control her?!" I shrieked at him, throwing my hands in the air in exasperation.

"Some wolves never find their anchor," He countered.

"Yeah well I did," I spat. "Pain," And with that, I turned on my heel and headed for my cart. If he wants to lock me up and put nails in my head like Old Yeller or something, he is seriously mistaken. I know how to handle myself and that's exactly what I'm going to do. When he tries to lock me up, I'm out of here.

"So he doesn't trust you?" Isaac asked curiously as he munched on his sandwich.

"Yes! And I don't understand why! I've been a wolf for 5 years! I think I'd know how to handle myself by now," I groaned, lying on the island to look at Isaac upside down.

He moved my raven locks away from his pile of crumbs. "Maybe he's afraid. I mean, he said you were different."

I groaned, "Please, never use that word."

"Sorry, but you know what I mean. I've never been able to beat Derek once yet you whooped his ass and you haven't fought anybody in 3 years."

"More like two. I fought for a while. I gave up eventually though," I had told Isaac about my history with Damien. How he made me into an Omega from a Beta.

Isaac gave me a sad smile, moving my shirt off my shoulder. He ran his hand gently over the scars there. "He did all of that to you..." I heard an underlying sense of pain in Isaac's soft voice.

"Without remorse," I replied just as softly. Isaac looked away, closing his eyes and gritting his teeth. I rolled over and gripped Isaac's chin, "Hey," I made him face me, rubbing his cheek with my thumb. "It's over now. It doesn't matter," Besides the fact that Ian basically committed suicide to help you. God, shut up! I mentally screamed at The Voice, pushing it away.

Isaac nodded into my hand and I gave him a reassuring smile, sensing Derek was coming. Isaac's wolf sensed it to because he dropped his head and watched Derek out of the corner of his eye. Derek came in the kitchen, walking to the cabinet and grabbing a glass of water. He turned and raised his brows at us. "I'm sorry, was I interrupting something?"

I smirked as Isaac shook his head. "Yes actually," I said, slinking up to Derek. "I was discussing with Isaac what I was going to do about my undying passion for you..." Derek's brows rose further and Isaac's head shot up, eyes widening as I was pretty much humping Derek. I reached around his waist, "It's just such a troubling matter..." I slid my hand into his back pocket and he realized all too late that I had grabbed his car keys.

"Luna!" He growled. "Give them back, now."

"Nah, I'll pass," I winked at Isaac and he threw me my bag with a humorous smile on his face. Derek glared at me but didn't chase me. Strange... I wasn't even planning on taking the car anyway.

I threw his keys into the woods like cops used to do to drunk drivers. I jogged to the clearing, wallowing in the halcyon night. Dropping my bag, I slowly unzipped my jacket, revealing my bare body when I slipped my shorts off. The cool breeze caressed my skin and I sighed in pleasure closing my eyes and rubbing my arms. I pressed my chin against my shoulder and smiled happily, eyes still closed. I breathed in deeply, the breath coming out in a purr. My wolf was begging to be free.

Ah, it's been so long... The Voice whispered contentedly. I rolled my neck allowing her to surface. The hair on my arms stood up and began turning white. My chest compacted, bringing my shoulders closer together. I was slowly lowered to the ground as my organs shrank and my ribs closed in. My eyebrows grew bigger, covering my face in soft, silky white fur. My knees bent backwards, making my drop to all fours. I let out a low growl and twisted my head as my teeth became enlarged, pulling my nose outward. I lowered my head, allowing my muscles to quiver for a moment.

I slowly lifted my head, opening my eyes. A smile lifted my black lips... My beautiful ashen forest, you've returned... She was in full control. The Voice has finally been construed. My beautiful white she wolf has returned to me.

-X-

"I'm going to kill her," I grumbled as I grabbed my jacket. "First she decides to play sexy and take my keys throwing them into the woods, then she runs off to god knows where on the full moon. And what the hell was in that bag anyway, Isaac?" I spun around to face him.

He chewed slowly and gulped, clearing his throat, "Clothes. That's all I saw."

"Why the hell would she need clothes?!" I screamed in frustration. I have exactly 45 minutes before they start shifting which if I go after Luna will be cutting it close. I still have to chain them all down. "Well fuck," I grumbled to myself. "Hold down the fort and call me if anything is happening. I'm going to go find the rebel child," I mumbled the last part to myself and Isaac saluted me half-heartedly.

Storming up the stairs, I ignored the fact that I would have to find my keys in the morning. I shifted, knowing I would have to track her by scent because she's too light to leave a footprint. Regardless, I looked on the trees and the ground for anything seeing as I couldn't catch her scent. Seeing a broken branch I followed a little path, unnoticeable to the human eye.

I was brought to a clearing. It was almost like an area. The edges were nothing but dirt yet, inside the dirt ring was lush verdure. I saw Luna's small footprints and it sort of surprised me to see she was barefoot. I followed what I could make out of her tracks and I found her bag among the greenery. The dew drops shone silver in the moonlight.

The grass was sunken where her feet last stood but what shocked me was a few feet in front of her... were paw prints. With a shocked interest, I perused the tracks, hoping to find their owner. A small hill started to form and I immediately knew it was the cliff that looked over Beacon Hills. One I had been to many times.

I made sure to keep my step quiet. A white wolf was laying out on a large rock, tail swishing back and forth. I could tell it was a She-Wolf. She was about the size of a dire wolf. So this is what Luna meant by a different type of wolf... "Luna," I whispered, taking a step forward.

The she-wolf lifted her head and craned her neck to look at me. Her lips lifted, almost in a smile as she slowly alighted from her rock. She stepped into the moonlight, her copious paws sinking into the soft ground. She had a radiant ivory coat, shining a light sterling when the moon light caught it the right way. She had bright, cobalt blue eyes with a strange marking around her left eye. It was like a swirl that ran down her maw with dots that lined the bottom on her eye. She was utterly beautiful.

A soft laughter filled the air. Speechless? The voice was light and elegant. Definitely a she-wolf. It was still Luna, but there's always something about a She-wolf that makes her not only more confident but also dignified and wise. The voice sounds dainty but in reality, it's strong and willful. A she-wolf is like a queen, she can bend you to her will with only her words.

I immediately felt the urge to bow. The tidal of sheer will power sent me on one knee. My head lowered as I tried to even my breathing. Hot breath hit my face, parting my hair in an unnatural way. I looked up to see the smiling She-wolf towering over me. She breathed in the cool night air and sighed happily, giddily bouncing on her toes. Three long years I've been waiting to be free again, you see. That's why I just could not allow you to chain me. I finally have my identity back. My muscles are a bit cramped for not having shifted in about 10 months, but that's normal I suppose. It's what happened last time. But now, I'm free. I'm not chained by my ankle; I can run free. She giggled happily and sprinted to the rock. This town is quite dazzling from up here; I quite like it. She looked up at the moon and closed her eyes, basking in its light. You may want to attend to your young progeny's. This moon has almost fully risen.

I felt a wave of calmness, releasing me from my state. "You are something else entirely, Luna," I said, shakily standing. "A magnificent thing," I breathed to myself, looking at her still basking in the light. She hummed, a wolf smile raising her lips. Glad you think so, my sweet. Maybe you would run with me sometime hmm? She rubbed up against my side before chuckling and disappearing into the night, only leaving behind a faint white streak.

"And I thought she was beautiful before..." I mumbled to myself, stumbling through the woods like a lovesick puppy, which, all things considered, I kind of was.

So I did a POV change in the middle of the chapter to make it longer. Sorry if it confused you. :/ Thank you guys so much for the reviews/follows/favorites I am literally overjoyed. I'll try to keep these short and sweet; BTW if you have any questions or if something confuses you don't be afraid to ask, I'll be happy to explain! :) Oh and just hinting a future ideas, does anyone have a clue why she can turn into an actual wolf? :)