You would think that life as a werewolf would be extraordinary. Running in your wolf form, feeling the cold breeze against your fur, the grass beneath your feet as your run-pass the glistening lakes, tall oak trees, and the colorful meadows. Having inhuman abilities, such as super-speed and strength. Thinking of all the possibilities, having these powers isn't important to them in the least. The common thing that people are most fond of is their other half, their mate. Being able to find your destined partner, the one who'll fight beside you, cry beside you, laugh beside you, and in some cases even die beside you. It's the one person who'll be with you during the worst and best-case scenarios.
Those were the thoughts that I kept with me to be able to survive till this day. The thought that once I turn 18 I'll be out of this hell hole because my mate will find me and save me from this life full of secrets and hatred.
That my life as Ala Rose daughter of the alpha who is the leader of the #1 most dangerous rogue pack will end, and that the peaceful life that I've desired of will finally be fulfilled.
I prayed to the moon goddess to let me live in a small house in the forest, with my mate and my children. To let us live in prosperity and happiness, to bless us with her affection.
At the age of 4 or 5, my father assigned me a teacher. She told me to address her as Ms. Diane, Ms. Diane's mate rejected her after she was kicked out of her pack. She refused to do her duties as a pack member and threatened her Luna, my father's beta discovered her while taking a stroll through the forest.
One Saturday morning she caught me in the act of praying to the moon goddess, she told me that nothing good ever comes out of the lunar queen(moon goddess). That all she does is spread lies and deceive people into thinking that they yearn for someone they've just met only to get their heart broken into pieces, which causes them to self-destruct. At the time I didn't understand a single word that came out of her mouth when I turned eight I took her words into consideration, so I tried looking into the library for answers.
I had no luck.
We're gonna skip on to when I turned 13, you're supposed to be able to shift into your wolf in your early teens. Of course, me being me, I wasn't able to shift and I was made fun of. The adults did nothing to help, so I ran towards the forest which caused me to fall down a hill into a secluded area. I cried and cried, not just for being a defective but for just being utterly useless. I cried because everybody ignored and bullied me, I cried because my father doesn't acknowledge me as his daughter, I cried because I was completely dead to the world.
I must've been crying for a while because by the time I stopped to look up the sun was already setting, but that wasn't the only thing I noticed. There was a young boy, about my age sitting across from me. The weird thing was I didn't scream, I didn't yell for help I just stared at him and he just stared back. He had a backpack and a bottle of water that was almost empty.
"Hello, what's your name?" he asked.
when I didn't answer he said that his name was Jacob.
I didn't want to seem impolite so I replied saying that my name was Ala.
After introducing ourselves we talked a bit more, he asked me why I was crying, when I told him why I broke down, he embraced me and a sense of calm rushed over. I didn't know why but, I felt safe, it was different and I liked it. I felt my eyes getting heavier and heavier until they were completely shut and I was sleeping in his arms.
I woke up the next morning to shuffling noises, Jacob was looking through his bag wearing a panicked expression.
"We have to go now!" he yells
He held his hand out to me and with that, we ran.
During the period of time that we ran, I could see that Jacob had black hair with emerald green eyes. He was wearing a white shirt with blue jeans.
We ran and found a cabin surrounded with trees. We walked around to see if anybody was inside, once we knew that it was safe we walked inside and sat on the sofa. We caught our breath and sat in the peaceful silence. After a few minutes of sitting I got up to explore the cabin, but before I could Jacob grabbed me by my hand and pulled me close to him. We stayed in that position for a few second before he spoke;
"How old are you?" he asked.
I replied by saying 13.
"How old are you?" I asked
He replied by saying 14.
We sat there and talked about ourselves and got to know each other more. I knew that his favorite color was livid (a bluish-grey), he knew that mine was a deep dark red. He knew that my favorite food was Rice Krispy Treats. He laughed at me saying that that wasn't an actual food, but I'd beg to differ. I knew that he didn't have a favorite food, but he loved Asian food.
We talked for hours, I mostly listened, listening to his voice was the most charming thing ever. Hearing his laugh was music to my ears, eventually he said that we needed to head back. He told me that he'd shift into his wolf form, he said to take the bag when he does.
His wolf was pure black with bright green eyes. It was so majestic, he came up to me and bowed his head. I took advantage of the situation and petted his head, he started to purr. When I laughed he started to growl, but he still let me pet him.
I went to walk outside but Jacob's wolf hit me with his head, so I rubbed his head, he shook his head then hit me in the back of my legs.
"Do you want me to get on your back?" I questioned.
He licked my hand.
I got on his back and he ran back to the hill that I fell off of, I got off of him and he went behind a tree.
"Can you hand me the bag please?"
I put the bag beside the tree, after a few minutes he came towards me and hugged me.
"It's been fun hanging out with you Ala, but I probably won't be able to see you again."
I didn't realize I was crying until he wiped my tears away.
"Don't cry" he kissed my forehead.
I gave him a big hug and buried my face in his shoulder, He smelled so good.
When he finally got free of my grasp he left to leave, I held onto his shirt.
"Please don't leave me!"
I couldn't be left alone again, I wanted him, I needed him.
He turned around and kissed me deeply, I felt his tongue slip in my mouth. His hand wrapped around my waist, I raised mine to wrap them around his neck. We stayed like that for a few seconds then he pulled away.
"I have to go my love."
As soon as he was out of my sight of vision, I fell to the ground and cried my heart out.
I'm alone again.
I went back and got yelled at by Ms. Diane, father didn't say anything, as usual. Then again father wouldn't care if I died or got kidnapped.
After that day everyone thought that I was mute, I refused to talk to anyone. The pack members bullied me more than they did when I was little, it got to the point where it was life-threatening. I still got bruises and cuts till this day, so I try to avoid them as much as I can. My father certainly won't do anything about it, and all the adults that see this won't say shit about it. So I try to cope with it, cutting isn't the best option but it's certainly the only one I had while staying within this pack.
I knew I had no one else to depend on for protection except myself. I went to the training grounds and trained, I trained every day. I had to get my mind off of this mixture of loneliness, anger, and disappointment. Training in the pack wasn't good enough so sometimes I would go down to the boxing arena and learn there. It helped a lot to be able to defend myself a little bit, it felt nice being able to hit them where it hurt.
Fast forwarding to present day,
while in my room (minding my own business)
I heard a knock on my dungeon door. Yes, I sleep in the dungeon because my father didn't have me under "his control." I open it to find Ms. Diane standing there. She had on business attire, which meant something was up because she hates formal wear.
"You'll be starting boarding school in a week, be sure to pack your things and be ready to leave tomorrow."
With that, she leaves and I close the door.
What the fuck just happened?