The Lycan King and His Destined Luna

From Dianne's point of view. As a werewolf, I always thought that when I met my wolf everything would be better for me, but, things didn't turn out the way I wanted. Now I am the most hated wolf in the pack. I was anxious to meet my wolf, and run in the woods with the rest, but that night I killed Dixon Fresno, my alpha's brother. Dixon was one of the strongest wolves in the pack, and the most sought after by the girls, however, he had a dangerous temper and was a bloody pedophile who used to touch me when he forced me to train with him. For many years I thought he would just get bored of me, but his advances went further until I met my wolf and in an attempt to rape him, I slashed his throat with my claws and ripped his head off. I do not regret killing him, but, from that day on, everyone in the pack began to hate and bully me. My days in the pack became more torturous every day. They started insulting me, but now they beat me and starved me to death while forcing me to clean the entire packing house every day. I always tried to talk to them, and explain how horrible Dixon was, but they never believed me, nor did they bother with a fair trial. However, my problems intensified when Alana, Dixon's bastard wife, claimed that her husband had never been near me. And that I had planned it all for years. I could see in Alana's eyes that day that she knew the truth. She knew that this pedophile tried to abuse me! But still, it was her word against me. Besides, my parents decided to reject me as their daughter, and were demoted to omegas. They are just servants who do nothing but curse me and serve the herd members. If only they had listened to my words, none of this would be happening. "Where the hell is that b***h Dianne?" I suddenly heard Alana's exhaustive scream. Her voice was getting louder and louder. She knew how to make any wolf angry. I sighed deeply as I rolled my eyes back. I could feel the hatred radiating from her voice with just a few words. Alana was devoting every second of her life to making mine a living hell. In fact, I was going to be banished for murdering the alpha's brother, but my parents got down on their knees in supplication for me, after all, I had met my wolf that night and still had no idea how to control it. At that, the alpha decided to bring them down from their gamma position and then make my life complete rubbish. Thinking about that I shook my head and came back to my reality. I was in the 4 walls of my small room, 2 meters by 3 meters. There was only an old mattress, a small fan, and some old clothes and old books. I sighed deeply as I got up from the mattress and left the room. I mentally prepared myself for another day in that hell. I knew that my rebellious attitude wouldn't solve anything, so I just had to continue to endure the abuse and physical beatings that I was once again going to receive on a daily basis. As soon as I left the room, I walked down the stairs and into the main hall and my eyes widened like two plates when I saw Alana's tall figure, with her typical fitted and elongated dress. High, shiny heels, her perfect make-up matched perfectly with the black color of her short hair. She had one hand on her hip as she tapped the floor with her shiny heel and her other hand held a piece of cloth that soon bumped against my face roughly. She had an impatient and angry expression, as she did every morning. I felt the cloth hit my skin, and I quickly grabbed it with my hand and threw it to the ground. At that moment a sharp stinging hit my cheek making me turn my face away. "Ah!" She moaned, pointing to the fabric of the dress on the floor. She seemed angrier than usual, but I never expected her to be hit in cold flesh. I felt my lip bleed spreading down my neck. I fell to the ground on impulse and dropped to my knees as I placed a hand on my burning cheek. I couldn't even say anything, when a stabbing pain was felt in my chest. The tip of his heel caused so much pain. I grunted, spitting out a mouthful of blood before I fell completely on the ground. I started coughing, feeling the bitter taste of blood in my mouth. "You're a complete i***t! I told you this was dry-cleaned!" Alana shouted. I looked up for a second when she suddenly bent down and started hitting my face with the other piece of wet cloth. I tried to cover my face with my arms as each blow became more intense. That b***h was getting more aggressive every day, since her husband passed away she only had one purpose in life, to make me feel completely humiliated. I just stood there, enduring all the hatred she had accumulated in every second of her life. Before long Alana finally exhausted herself from beating me and stopped as she screamed one more time and turned to leave. At that, I sighed, clenched my fists and picked myself up off the floor. I couldn't believe that this was my life, but I couldn't escape or I would be a rogue. Thinking about it, I shook my head and walked to the omega bathroom to cleanse my body. Inside the shower I bared my bruised body and stood under the shower head as the hot water ran down my skin and made me shiver. I sighed in the small cubicle and thought it was all just a joke. However, it was my reality, and I just finished showering and got out and ran to my room. After getting dressed, I used some lotion I had stashed away and went downstairs to prepare breakfast. More than 120 people lived in the packing house. Many lived in luxurious houses with their families, while others lived alone in individual suites. The place was huge, but there were not many omegas who tended the packing house. Just thinking about it made my head ache more and more from the pressure. A few minutes later, I prepared the breakfast favored by the upper ranks, scrambled eggs, sandwiches, bacon, toast and hot chocolate. They used to eat in their lock-up, except for a few, whom I had to start serving first. As I began to set the table, suddenly my eyes widened as a huge, burly, muscular figure appeared in the room. Aiden, our future alpha and the strongest wolf in existence. Since then he was trained abroad being more skilled than the rest. Also, being the most attractive, Aiden was a born womaniser, who lived to seduce girls. However, my eyes could not stray from his muscular and obviously attractive body. Despite his undeniable attractiveness and bright eyes, Aiden used to mistreat and intimidate me like the rest of the pack. Unfortunately I was forced to serve his girlfriend Leanny, and she was a b***h who couldn't go a day without teasing or slapping me. My wolf wanted to fight back, but she would be the future moon, and the alpha would tear me apart in seconds. At that moment I felt Aiden's eyes on my face. I couldn't help but feel his alpha aura spreading all around me. He stiffened and opened his eyes wide. I was a bit taken aback at that so I just looked down and continued serving breakfast. However, I could feel his gaze still running over my body. I ignored it and listened to the insulting mutterings he hurled at me over and over again. I was serving the last plate when I looked up and saw my parents, pouring the drinks while looking at me with an expression full of hatred and disappointment. Earlier I thought they would understand me, after all, as my parents, I didn't think they would feel worse about the humiliation than the attempted rape by that bastard. As time went on I understood that things don't always turn out as I expected, and I had to accept my reality as a hard slap in the face. I sighed quietly and looked away from her. My eyes reddened as a couple of tears began to leak from my eyes. I shook my head and tried to control myself, after all, I couldn't let them see me cry, or it would show weakness. In the pack most werewolves knew their wolf before they were 18, so I longed for the day when I would finally be old enough to leave this damn place and start a new life. In the meantime I vowed to myself to be strong, and survive until the last day. "Come on, it won't be long now" I heard Lenne, my wolf. "You think so?" I hinted with a sarcastic expression. "Yes, besides, you don't have to worry, our mate will love us" My wolf said. His words made an active hope rise in my heart. A mate was the soul mate that completed a wolf's life. We both shared a powerful bond, that even made us feel the same emotions as each other. Before all this bloody chaos came, I was able to read many books in the library that explained that a mate was the perfect cure for pain and torture. Besides, I was destined to love him forever and have the beautiful family I could one day have.