The following morning, Emily woke up extra early to go for a run. She hasn't let her wolf, Grace, out for a run in nearly a week, which was far too long, according to Grace. So, Emily just threw on some athletic clothing before heading down the stairs. As she passed the kitchen, she grabbed a banana to eat before her run.

As she was pealing her banana and walking, she bumped into a hard chest. She gasped slightly and looked up only to be met with the same eyes that claimed she had some sort of power radiating off of her. "Greyson. Hey." Emily greeted, taking a bite of her banana, subconsciously praying that he didn't make a banana joke since she was a girl.

Luckily, he didn't, or if he did, he didn't say it out loud. "Hey, Ems. Where are you going?" Greyson asked, his morning voice ever so attractive to Emily. She had to hold back a smug look.

"I'm going for a run. Want to join?"

"U-Uh, sorry, n-no thanks." Greyson stuttered a little nervously. Emily just shrugged before muttering suit yourself and walked outside and into the woods. Never in her entire life had anyone that Emily knew turned down a run. How strange. By the time she had reached the woods, Emily had finished her banana and started stretching, preparing for the shift.

After she finished stretching, she went and stripped behind a tree, flinging her clothes onto a branch so that she wouldn't shred them when she shifted and so that no one would come out to the woods and steal her clothes.

Emily turned her back to the tree before calling upon Grace who was impatiently waiting. Grace commented in Emily's mind. Emily just smiled before shifting into wolf form, hearing her bones break but not feeling it.

Soon enough, Grace was dodging trees and leaping over logs as she ran. Her paw thudded against the moist grass in sinc with her beating heart. There was no better feeling than running free in your wolf form, Emily thought, and Grace agreed.

Grace ran for what seemed like eternity before stopping at a stream to get a drink of water. As she was slurping up the surprising clean water, she heard a twig snap behind her, making her freeze. She didn't move a muscle, not one centimeter.

She had a plan, though. If whoever was behind her was aiming to hurt her, she had a plan. Grace always had a plan when it came to situations like these. Grace took one last slurp of water before immediately spinning around, heading straight for the familiar ash brown wolf, pinning it to the ground. It took Anna by surprise.

Emily noticed the wolf as Anna, immediately hopping off her. Anna's wolf, Diana, sent Grace a wolfy grin. Anna's mind-link voiced through Emily's mind, causing her to roll her eyes. How could she have just assumed that Greyson and her were starting a relationship after one conversation and a greeting? Sometimes, Anna didn't make sense.

Emily mind-linked Anna back, heading back over to the stream to drink some more water. She felt slightly dehydrated and that was the last thing she needed to be right now since the Masquerade Ball was later in the evening, at eight o'clock.

Emily practically heard Anna send her a smug look through the mind-link, Anna dragged out for effect. Emily rolled her eyes internally and turned around, wanting to get back to her run.

Emily stated through her mind monotone before taking off back into the woods. She honestly didn't know why Anna was slightly pissing her off. Emily felt a little different today, she was in more of a pissy mood. And she was never in a pissy mood.

Emily ran for another hour or so, avoiding the pack borders, before heading back to the tree where her clothes were hanging from the tree. She shifted back into human form and quickly got dressed. She then made her way back to the backyard where there were mothers watching as their pups played with other pups.

Emily smiled to herself as she came to a stop to watch the children, wanting kids of her own one day.

Emily was taken out of her admiring condition by a tug at her athletic pants. She looked down and smiled brightly once she saw the young boy – no older than six or seven years old – who was beaming at her like she was his older sister.

Emily bent down to the boys level and shot him a smile, "Hey, buddy. What's your name?" Emily asked as the boy grabbed her hand and put his hand in hers, surprising her. But, her smile did not fade, it just got bigger and brighter.

"I'm Carter!" Carter beamed before looking behind Emily, at the woods. His smiled didn't fade, either. His eyes went back to hers as he asked, "Did you have fun on your run, Luna?"

His words had Emily's eyes widening with astonishment. Had she heard him right? Did he just call her Luna? Were her ears playing tricks on her?

"What did you just call me?" Emily questioned, her curiosity the cause.

Before Carter could reply, a lady who Emily assumed was Carter's mother approached them with an apologetic look. "Carter! You can't just walk up to people like that. I'm so very sorry that he disturbed you, Luna. He's always wondering off." She laughed nervously. Emily was even more confused.

Emily smiled small, "Oh, it's no problem, he's a cutie-pie... but, did you- did you just call me Luna?" Emily stuttered a little, having a hard time getting the words out.

The woman looked almost as confused as Emily, "Um, yes, I did. I'm sorry, I didn't know your first name or else I would've added your name after Luna." The woman assured Emily.

When Emily didn't reply immediately, the woman began to panic, "Oh, no. Did I upset you? I-I didn't mean to, I—" Emily interrupted her with an assuring smile.

"No, no, you didn't upset me," Emily laughed light-heartedly, "You just confused me, that's all. You called me Luna, but I can assure you, I am no Luna, m'am."

The woman furrowed her eyebrows, "Are you sure? I could've sworn I felt the exact same power that you're sending off from my pack's Luna." There it was again. That word power. Carter was staring at the two who were exchanging words. Carter was happy that his mother and Luna Emily were getting along.

"I'm sorry... I need to go." Emily excused herself, "It was nice to meet you, Carter and..." Emily trailed off, awaiting the woman's name.

"Misty,"

"Misty, it was nice to meet you, too. But, I-I have to go." Emily blinked and then took off in a fast walk back into the pack house, in search of Greyson. He had to know something about all these people talking about this power.

She finally found him sitting on a bench in the gardens, staring at nothing in particular.

"Greyson!" Emily called out as she neared him, getting his attention. He smiled at her, but his smiled dropped when he saw the determined and stern face that she had been expressing. "What's wrong?" He asked.

Emily plopped herself down beside Greyson. "A mother and her child just referred to me as Luna. Do you have any idea why?" Emily knew that Greyson had to know something. And something told her that he wasn't too keen on sharing what he knew. And she didn't know why.

"Um, no. Why would I?"

"Because, you're the one who told me you had sensed a power coming off of me. Now, you need to tell me what you know," Emily's stern look dropped into a soft one, "I'm confused, and... a little scared. If you know anything, you have to tell me."

Greyson sighed, "I think I know why everyone is mistaking you for a Luna..." Greyson trailed off.

"I don't know how you didn't figure this out sooner, to be completely honest..." Greyson shot Emily a look. Emily just sat there, impatiently waiting for him to say something, a pleading look in her eyes.

"I believe that your mate is an Alpha, and judging by how much power is coming from you, he's a powerful one... which also means that he's here, at this pack house... right now."