The Pack's Weirdo : A Mystery to Unveil

Chapter 1 - Haunting Dreams-2

“Aadhya, go and clean the weapons” I nodded and went towards the arsenal, just opposite our pack house. I grabbed the knives, swords, and other weapons and started cleaning them.

I came into the blue moon pack with my parents when I was eight. They are the beta couple of this pack. I was born in India, and as weird as it sounds, I was a premature baby. Werewolf pregnancy is six months and is very tough for all females, but having a premature baby is something no werewolf heard of. So, when I was born, there was a ninety-nine percent chance that I would not survive, but my grandma is one fierce lady.

She took me as a challenge and told my mom to leave me to her. My mom left me with my grandma, who lived there in a human settlement, and that’s how I spent the most beautiful 8 years of my life. After that, my parents took me to America, and my grandma shifted with her son in his pack in Australia... (I haven’t met him in my whole life) ... In the beginning, living with werewolves was very fascinating for me. It was like I landed in a fantasy story, but everything is not a fairy tale, especially for a human like me who is living with werewolves.

Werewolves have stronger senses than humans. Their eyesight, hearing, and smelling sense are ten times more potent than a human, and here the problem came. Despite being the daughter of two strong werewolves, I am a normal human. Truth be told, my eyesight is worse than a human... {yeah, you guessed it right, I wear specks}.

My friend Layla says everything has a different scent, but I am again different in this case too. I don’t have a scent, even humans also have some smell, but I did not have any scent... so I have to use the liquid that mom gave me so that I can also have some smell and can’t be treated as an outcast, but she can’t help me in it when I was different in everything.

When a werewolf turns 14 years, he has his first shift, and though it is excruciating, it opens the door to many superior strengths in their body. Shifting opens the mind link of a person, he can use this mind link and talk with any person in the pack, and once they turn 18 years old, they can find their mates. As I am a human, I can’t mind link anyone, and no werewolf in history has had a human mate, so my chances of having a mate are nil.

Ten years ago, my parents died in a rogue attack, and after that, I was demoted to the rank of omega. As an outcast and orphan, I was always the target of bullies. They never hurt me physically, but their sinister remarks and way of showing ‘my place’ is enough to break me mentally.

“Good morning chubby” I heard Matt’s voice. I looked at him and found him picking the weapons. Matt is the pack’s warrior and is the same age as mine. He is one of the few who treated me like a pack member and not some burden.

“I am not chubby now” I argued and extended a clean sword toward him. He chuckled and took it from my hand.

“I am always going to call you chubby,” he gave me a smug look... “And you also know it, CHUBBYYYY” I smiled at his teasing “now come outside, gamma Alexander called everyone,” he said to me and tried to take more weapons.

“I will take the rest,” I told him, and he hummed and walked outside the arsenal.

I took the remaining weapons and went to the training ground, where others were gathered. We dropped the weapons on their spot and joined our respective groups. Matt went towards the other warriors, and I went towards Layla, who was looking like a zombie. Layla is my only friend other than matt. She is delta’s daughter, but it doesn’t mean she is mean to me like other high-ranking wolves. She never judged me; she accepted me as I am.

Layla, just like every werewolf, is incredible. She has shoulder-length brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, toned body and good height of 5’8” and you can say that we are very different in appearance, while her brown hairs are straight my black ones are more on the curlier side, I have black eyes and well my height is 5’6”. I also have a toned body, but how can I compete with a werewolf in this matter?

“Good morning, Layla...” I greeted her, and as soon as she heard me, a faint smile came on her face, and she hugged me and slumped onto me.

“Good morning, addy,” she mumbled and snuggled into me.

“Come on, Layla, get up; it’s time to train,” I tried to wake her up. She hummed but did not move. I can feel her sleep again as her breaths are getting even slower. I rolled my eyes at her antics and took a deep breath. I put my arms on her waist and started to tickle her, which made her wide awake within two minutes.

“You are a b***h addy” she cursed me while trying to catch her breath.

“I am not denying it” I gave her an innocent smile.

“Ten rounds of the ground, you have fifteen minutes... quick,” we heard gamma Alexander’s voice. Layla groaned in irritation but finally complied; with it, our day started with so much sweat.