ALPHAS Rejected LUNA

Chapter 3:* Apathetic*

Veda Asher's POV

A new day in the Hush pack. It looked all hazy outside and there is hardly any trace of sun. It is shivering cold and perhaps the coldest day of the year, but thankfully the sun began to rise. After having a quick bath and light face cream, I got out to the balcony. The excitement of seeing snow, made me forget the torture and severe troubles in the house.

Behold! I am thrilled to see the white landscape for the first time in my life. It was snow all around. The roofs of houses, the trees, the peaks, and the streets everything was covered and painted with snowfall. I saw pups starting to run and jumping in excitement. They picked up snow and started playing with it, throwing it here and there like balls.

One of the pups made a snowman and put his hat on the head and his muffler curled around its neck. Then made its eyes by inserting marbles on its face. It was a beautiful creation. I watched on in elation. I saw another pup seem tired of playing, but it huddled some more snow and made a painting of the scenery. Ha!-ha!, Er! I was wondering how it regained its strength. Suddenly the fog started clearing in the sky. It became warm and pups shivering with cold welcomed the sun.

Uh!-Oh! But I did not like it very much as it started melting the snow and destroying their snowman. I stood still glaring, as the landscape had completely changed. Ugly tin roofs started staring at us. The snow was visible only on the distant hill. I was thinking that this was perhaps the most lovely winter morning I had. I couldn't just leave the balcony I stood just right there, watching our neighbor's pups in the pack delightful chase-playing at each other after their made snowman kept vanishing.

Let's I forgot to say only the pups of the Beta and Alpha were permitted to mingle together in our pack. Since the Beta would be Alpha in no due time. So I was barred from joining the play, the only person who could have kept me company so I wouldn't feel bored is Keya, my stepmom's daughter but she was out of the house to get foodstuff for making stew, While her Mom is in the kitchen preparing the wheat meal before she comes back with the ingredients to make the stew.

My Mom would have dozed off again as she waited for the breakfast to turn to lunch.

The voice of Kaye's mother calling from the kitchen snapped me from the attention I paid to the pups playing around in the pack. I instantly sensed that something wasn't right at the moment with Karlee's voice from the kitchen though it is never different from how she yelled at me most times, so I rushed out of the balcony.

“Coming Step Mom” I shouted back. I took on the last look at the mirror. I literally, had gotten obsessed with looking at myself in the mirror. I hear everyone say to me you look gracefully adoring but I seem not to see everything I stood in the mirror, maybe I hadn't looked into the mirror enough. I pouted

“What took you so long here, Veda. Arg! The wheat is scorching on the fire quickly fetch a little water with a cup let me add, I can't get my hand off the pot I have to keep blending it”

I went into the kitchen store to the dish shelf to pick up a cup. The first cup my eyes sighted, I snatched and ran to the drum to fetch water from it. I hurried back into the kitchen. A slip and I tripped off the floor on my left foot, seeing that I was close to hitting Karlee I forcefully pulled the whole weight of my body onto my way left foot and stood still, staggering a bit.

I was afraid of getting Karlee pissed for anyone reason.

“This is the cup of water,” I said panting

My gaze fell below and I noticed a lower portion of her dress dripping.

“Argh! I didn't mean to…, I slipped” I stammered

“Ha-ha! It is fine just pour a little into the pot and return the cup of the dish shelf”

I did pour a little water into the pot as Karlee asked and left instantly to keep back the cup on the side shelf inside the kitchen store.

I am trying to be as helpful as possible as I can be to Karlee because I love her, just the same way I love my Mom.

I hear clumping footsteps, it reminded me of the hunters in the pack when they are getting ready for a massive hunt. I eek

I sensed the clumping footsteps, seem to become closer to behind me as I stretched my hand above the dish shelf drop off the cup. Suddenly the smile I had all day on my face faded.

I turned to see Karlee behind me, then a slap on my face. kick. slap. kick. It went on until I fell knackered on the floor.

“I was still angry that you fetch water for me with the wrong cup, then you spilled water on my dress. How fare you, brat! get your plump ass off my sight. ugly you” she said biting her lips while staring at me but I knew her eyes going right behind my ass. she has once s*****d me on my ass on a certain day and that hurt. it isn't a crime to look beautiful.

I lay wrung on the floor sobbing from glitching pains and trying to forgive immediately because Karlee though my stepmom, has the right to chide me when I offend her or get naughty, but the last word I heard was more than the beating I had just received for a reason that could be shrugged off for a kid as I am, barely 13.

“I Karlee feel like strangling you sometimes. How did I get to be in such a family where you are born, that is the fate they would say, dirty-smelling fate. You know what? Fate for me but I will it doom for you and your mother” She spat as she left me.

I wiggle up from the floor, weeping tears from my socked cheekbone, chin and dusting the floor dirt off my dress. I stroll cold-blooded out of the storeroom inside the kitchen and slammed the door behind Karlee. Then I saw my Mom coming out of her room and approaching me. I quiver hearing the sound of clumping footsteps.

Did she hear me scream from the storeroom?

I pray she didn't. Oh my God!

I don't want to see my mom fight Keya's mom.

************AUTHOR'S NOTE************

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