Arabella's POV
After that night, Richard got to mark the witch, although she ain't his real mate from the moon goddess.
I tried as hard as I could to stay the f**k out of their way. But Lisa just wouldn't let me be. I really don't think I'll survive in this pack when she eventually becomes the Luna.
“Gosh, she's so mean.”
It's been two years since I got rejected by Richard. The deep pain in my heart has disappeared because I had accepted his rejection immediately.
The only pain I feel now is in my head because am finding it so hard to delete the mental picture of Richard, my supposed mate, having s*x with Lisa right in front of me. That picture is forever imprinted in my memory and no matter how hard I try, I just can’t seem to forget that night.
I've managed to keep up with my jobs and also please our future Luna. Lisa has gotten worse since she got marked and mated to Richard.
She started giving me more attention, I mean the bad kind of attention. I think she still sees me as a threat because I was once mated to Richard.
She’d purposely bump into me while am serving food, creating a mess on the floor as the whole food would splatter everywhere.
If she is in a good mood, she’ll simply sit down and laugh it off as I clean the whole place before going back to the kitchen to prepare another meal.
If she is in a bad mood though, she’ll make sure a large portion of the spilled food falls down on her body, then she’ll go crying to the Alpha or the Luna, sometimes she goes directly to Richard, telling them that I purposely spilled food on her.
The thing is, she usually has a plan in her mind before she goes to report me to anyone. If she wants me to be starved, she goes to the Alpha because that’s his usual punishment for me.
If she wants me whipped until I have huge purple blisters, she goes straight to the Luna. The Luna always orders the guards to tie me up and whip me mercilessly whenever I do something wrong. That’s the Luna’s punishment for me.
If Lisa wants me beaten to a pulp, I mean if she wants me beaten until I break a few bones, she’ll go running to Richard. He would gladly do anything to please her, even if it means dragging me by the hair all around town.
He’ll do anything, I mean anything at all, just to please Lisa. It’s obvious that he truly loves her, which makes me to ask the moon goddess,
“Why do you always give me mates that cannot be mine??” I know that the moon goddess is having a nice laugh up there. Whenever she feels bored, she’ll simply say to herself,
“Hey, that traitor's daughter is a little bit happy these days. Let’s go over and frustrate her a little bit.”
Then she’ll send me a mate that’s definitely going to reject me. She’ll sit down on her mighty throne and watch me get humiliated. Then she’ll burst into a fit of laughter and enjoy the rest of her day.
Deep down in my heart, I know I’ll never find anyone that will accept me as a mate because the sins of my father have been transferred to me. My only wish is to be set free from these shackles of slavery.
If only mom would get well. If only she could be strong enough to journey far. I would have taken her away from this pack a long time ago. Now the best I can do is to accept anything that comes my way while I continue praying to the moon goddess, pleading and begging for mercy from her.
There are selected omega’s that are assigned to serve everyone in the pack house but Lisa decided to make me her personal maid, making me delay in my assigned chores.
One time I couldn’t go home to check on my mom because I had to work all through the night so I could meet up with my chores.
The other omega’s do not even see me as one of them. They see me as a lesser wolf and they avoid me like a virus, keeping a very far distance from me.
I prayed every day for my eighteenth birthday so I can have someone else to talk to. The only companion I have now is my mom. But, On my eighteenth birthday, I’ll get to meet my wolf and I know that she’ll never abandon me.
She’ll be my only best friend and companion. I’ll finally have someone to share all my heartaches and pains with. Someone that’ll stand by me no matter what. I really can’t wait for Friday night.
My eighteenth birthday is on Friday, which is just a few days away. Every werewolf has their first shift at the age of eighteen. It’s the best day in the life of every werewolf because that is when we shift for the first time. It’s a unique experience.
A grand party is always thrown by the parents of the celebrants. All unmated werewolves we invited to witness the first shift of the celebrant, and most importantly, the celebrant gets to meet and mingle with more werewolves from other packs and they’ll most likely find their mates before the end of the day and before you know it, the mating ritual would be completed and they’ll be happily mated.
“It’s such a great day for every normal werewolf. But certainly y not for me.”
I’ve already been rejected twice, even before I turned eighteen. Nobody cares about me and my mom and even when I finally turn eighteen, no ceremony would be held for me. I don’t even look forward to finding my mate on my eighteenth birthday.
No party, No mate, and certainly no friends. But I still look forward to my birthday. At least I’ll get to meet my wolf and she’s not only going to be my best friend, but she’ll also speed up my recovery process whenever I get hurt.
Friday morning!!
I was super excited. It’s my eighteenth birthday and I’ll finally have a friend. Mom had promised to be with me when I go through my first shift. I was going to have my first shift in the woods behind our little cottage.
I really don’t mind where I do it. The most important thing is that I’ll finally get to meet my wolf. That’s the goal.
I checked in to work that Friday morning with my face filled with smiles. I won’t let anyone ruin this day for me, not even Lisa. I doubled my efforts, hurrying to finish my assigned chores before Lisa or anyone else could bring trouble my way.
When I finished working for the day, I packed our lunch and dinner and I trotted home with my face full of a happy smile.
Mom was in her usual position on the bed as she lies down and gaze into thin air. I helped her sit up on the bed, then I sat patiently and fed her her lunch.
I was quite ecstatic about my first shift. I wished I could rush her lunch so we could head to the woods and get it over with. But I just can’t rush it. I took my time and took proper care of mom before helping her out to the woods.
“Just let go bells. Think about your wolf. Images how you want her to be. Don’t worry about the pain my daughter, it’ll pass. Just focus on your inner wolf. Think of her and she’ll be here, she’ll be a part of you.” Mom said in her usual calm manner, giving me all the moral support that I need to go on.
I did exactly what she said. I let go completely and I focused on my inner Wolf, picturing her as the most beautiful wolf ever seen. That is how I’ve always thought of her to be. In my mind, I’ve always imagined her as the most beautiful werewolf ever created.
All too Suddenly, I felt a surge of power coarse through me and I felt as my body began to burn and itch at the same time. As the shifting began, I felt an extreme amount of pain as I felt my bones break into a thousand pieces and reshaped to form my wolf. My clothes got ripped off and my body turned hairy as I felt my canines protruding out.
“Hi Arabella, my name is Phoenix.” My wolf spoke to me for the very first time.
I jumped up in excitement as I listened to her voice that sounded like music to my ears. I was beyond delighted.
Wait a minute,
“Why haven’t mom made any comment about my wolf yet?? She had not even commended me for shifting successfully.”
When I turn in Mom's direction, she wasn’t sitting in the position I'd left her just a few minutes ago. She was slumped on the floor, lying as still as a corpse.
I changed back to my human form and picked a dress that I had kept nearby, I put it on in lighting speed and ran over to where she was lying.
“What could have happened to her within these few minutes that It took me to shift??”