A Runt Luna
Chapter 6

"I know you're new, so let me warn you. Watch the company you keep. Don't

lower your rank, just because you pity the runt." Angel warned.

"It's not out of pity. It's because a pack is a family. You should include and help all, no matter what rank another is." Georgia snapped.

"That's funny, last I heard you ran from your pack. Your family - so I don't think you really know what a pack is. You're a coward and you obviously lack loyalty. You will not last long here." Angel promised.

Even though it wasn't the truth, she did not run from her pack but Aurora could tell it struck a nerve with Georgia. No wolf liked to be called a coward or have their loyalty questioned. Angel basically was calling her a lone wolf; a rogue. It went against their instincts to be apart of pack, to be a loyal and valued member of a pack. Only few were fit to be a rogue.

Aurora knew what was going to happen, but before she could stop it; she had to watch in horror as Georgia threw the last of the chocolate pudding towards Angel, covering her front. Her anger seemed to die as soon as she realized what she had done and she paled.

Angel screeched, "You bitch, this was a new top." Her minions yelled in disgust, and soon the loud and thundering steps of the Alpha were heard.

"What the hell is going on in here?" He demanded, his voice cold.

"Look what she did to me, boo. She ruined my top." She cried against the Alpha's chest. Wrapping his arms around her, he glared at the two girls. Aurora could practically feel herself shrink against his gaze. He was murderous.

"Want to explain yourself?" Darren asked looking between the two.

"It was me, Alpha. I'm sorry." Aurora spoke up taking the blame. She wasn't going to let Georgia be beaten. It wasn't likely that she had ever been punished let alone been beat before, and Aurora wasn't going to let Darren's darkness taint her.

"NO!" Georgia gasped, looking at her. "That's not true." She tried to explain.

"Well, which one of you was it? Don't waste my time." Darren asked growing irritated.

"It was me, I threw the chocolate pudding at Angel." Aurora lied, it didn't escape her notice, that Angel had smiled. It was exactly what she wanted to happen. She had wanted her to take the blame, in fact she seemed to know that Aurora was going to.

"Runt." Darren growled. "Some days I wonder why we keep you." He reached out and grabbed her arm with a bruising force and drug her to the basement. Aurora saw Georgia following them down the hallway, but she shook her head; warning her. Aurora was relieved when she saw that Georgia reluctantly agreed to let Aurora take the blame. She seemed to know that even if Georgia confessed the truth now, they would have both been beaten. Probably a worse beating for Aurora, for lying in the first place.

Her skin stung in pain as she was tossed across the concrete, her head hitting the wall with such force that she saw stars. Aurora couldn't help but try to block out what was going on around her. She avoided watching Darren gather his tools. Biting through her almost healed lip she held back her screams as he raised his hand over and over again.

~*~*~*~

Georgia stood in her room after lights out, and she could still hear Aurora screaming. It had been three hours of torture, each scream getting louder and louder. After another hour, the screaming stopped. Georgia wasn't sure if Aurora had finally been able to black out, or if he had killed her. She gazed out of the window, praying to the moon her brother would get here soon.

9 Days.

It had been nine days since her brother was supposed to come and fix this pack. It had been 5 days since Georgia had watched as Aurora had been dragged to the basement. She had quickly learned that Aurora was not dead, because it seemed like screaming started again after it had just stopped.

The thought brought her breakfast back up, and Georgia had barely been able to make it to the toilet. She couldn't remember the last meal that she kept down, or the last night she had fully slept. Guilt kept her up at night, there wasn't a day that went by that Georgia regretted allowing Aurora to take the blame. She had been touched that she had felt the need to stick up for her, and knew what she was trying to do; she was trying to be a friend. Georgia flushed the toilet, sitting on her haunches. As soon as Aurora was released she was going to make it up to her. She didn't know how to make it up to her, but she would replace away.

Georgia was in the kitchen when she heard the basement door open. Glancing over to the door she was shocked to see that it was Darren pulling Aurora behind him.

"Get clean and stay out of my sight." He demanded pushing her away from him, causing her to hit the wall. She was weak, but he didn't spare her another glance before making his way down the hall.