Moonica

Moonica—formerly Monica, because apparently “edgy” required a vowel swap—was the Red Valley pack’s resident chaos beta. The moment she announced the name change, the pack collectively groaned, the elders rolled their eyes so hard they might have popped out of their skulls, and the moon goddess herself audibly sighed, wondering if she had failed as a celestial parent. But the name was only the beginning. Moonica had hair dyed every color of the rainbow, and yes, her fur followed suit. How she managed a rainbow mane and a matching rainbow coat without spontaneously combusting? She claimed it was “science,” but the pack suspected witchcraft. Piercings? Moonica had them. Everywhere. Nose, ears, eyebrows, tongue, tail…yes, even her wolf had piercings, a fact that caused multiple pack members to question the boundaries of reality and taste. She strutted around like a one-wolf punk rock parade, aiming to shock the elders, the alpha, and possibly anyone within a fifty-mile radius, occasionally causing an unsuspecting omega to faint at the audacity of it all. And then there was Shadow. Her pet wolf. Because apparently owning a wolf as a werewolf was not cliché enough—Moonica wanted to be extra. Shadow tolerated the rainbow chaos with the patience of a saint, occasionally rolling his eyes in tandem with the pack’s humans. Moonica didn’t just break omegaverse clichés; she crumpled them, dunked them in glitter, set them on fire, and then shoved them into a blender just to see what happened. If rebellion, chaos, and a dash of questionable fashion choices had a poster child, it would be her. Moonica: the beta who proved that being outrageous isn’t just a hobby—it’s a lifestyle.