The Reincarnated Moon Goddess

8- Ugly side of the pack.

Yura pov

It has started again. Their incessant chatters. I know that they do this on purpose anytime I am in the pack house, wanting to find anything, even if it is just to nitpick at me.

I kept washing the plates as silently as possible, hoping that today, maybe the goddess would smile on me and they genuinely came to the kitchen to pick up something or choose to have their conversation there without me being the reason but there was nothing like that.

“She is still here.” One of the voices said as I froze on my tracks. Sadly, there is no luck like that coming my way. They knew that I couldn’t leave the kitchen without finishing the dishes like the Alpha son commanded me to do.

Maybe they should just give me the Omega status regardless of the change in times so that I would know what I truly was. Omega sounded better than pack slave anytime or day.

“I..i… I have to finish washing the dishes.” I stuttered, they knew the drill for me, after all I was sent here after everybody ate, the information which was to be passed clearly didn’t concern me. If it did then I would hear about it later on. The only reason I was even sent a message was because Ben needed someone to be the maid and who else other than the designated hated weak pack member who definitely cannot fight back the injustice.

They definitely were looking for a way to attack me since this afternoon in school when Kayne choose to sit with me.

It didn’t matter that it wasn’t my fault. It never did.

“And she spoke back.” One of them said. They were not as bad as Ann, Casey and Delly but they were growing to be that.

“She must see herself as equal. Her weak wolf the same with ours…”

“No, of course not!” I argued but just like other times, they talk over me as they try to pin false allegations on me just to make their actions more like retaliation in case a parent ever ask them why I was attacked. Not like they ever asked.

“And then with her voice which she pitch as weak just so she can gather false sympathy. Who knows if that was what she did this morning that made Kayne sit with her this afternoon.” Another spoke, coming at me from the side.

I tried to keep the three of them with my eye sight so as to prevent them from blocking all exits for me.

“I am sure that she is planning on deceiving him. To make him think he has a connection with her so she would be able to leave with him.”

“To seduce him.” The third one growled.

My eyes shifted to her and took in her short skirt. Of course their actions never seduce others, just mine, even when I am in skinny jeans and oversized hoodies most of the time to hide my shape.

“No.” I argued just as the first one slapped me and the second rushed at me to hold me down. The first joined the second as she laid her weight on me. The blows and the kicks started but it wasn’t really that strong. Like they were just trying to keep me down.

One, two… Where is the third one?

Using my arms to block my head from the few hits that were coming that way, I quickly opened my eyes to look around and that was when I saw the third turning on the cooker and placing a pot on it.

That was my real attack but I couldn’t call for help, not when others would just come and block the door and laugh while watching with no plans whatsoever to help me.

My best chance at escape is to plead to the two who were hitting me.

“Please, don’t. Just stop.” I begged but they refused to.

“It is ready.” The third girl spoke and then the other two dragged me towards her.

“Please. “ I cried even as I struggled. This was worse than cutting my hair. They were going to burn me.

“Why are you begging us when you burnt yourself with the water you were boiling?” The first girl asked.

“Really, she did? But you two are dragging her towards a water which she clearly didn’t boil.” A male voice filled with silent rage said as they released their hold on me. I wasn’t expecting them to release me suddenly so I staggered out of them hold and collapse on the ground, sobbing.

The scent reaching me. Kanye just saved me from a world of pain.

Kayne pov

I wasn’t expecting that.

To be more precise, I didn’t even imagine that happening.

And why would I? I had spent all of my life as a likeable god. One who get accepted because of my candor and see through personality and when that fails, my father position over the rest of the gods.

A weak wolf pushed me away. Me!

Still I couldn’t find it in myself to be angry with her. Not when her actions reminded me so much of the goddess who created them.

I have missed Luna. Yura actions reminded me of that feeling which I had forgotten after it had been buried for some time. For that, I will not hold our interaction earlier during the day against her. No. I would give her one more chance.

Maybe in a place more private, in case she want to grovel for being cold to me the first time.

Still lost in my thoughts where Yura would plead and act like how I expect the she wolf to act; I almost missed the sharp taint of fear which was in the air. I was closer to the kitchen now than the den room where we were gathered. The alpha’s son has not started to talk about the reason why he called a pack meeting.

I slowly approached the door for the kitchen and wondered why the fear was so visceral. I didn’t like the taste of it on my tongue. In fact, the wolf which came with the position of the being the wolf god rolled under my skin because of it. Very few things made it move, always allowing me to do what I wanted.

My want and his still matched though I was moving too slow for his liking. He wanted to stop the smell of fear from the individual it was permeating from and it was wanted the smell to be stopped now.

I opened the door of the kitchen slowly, not making any sound and the sight before me gave me a brief shock. I know humans were capable of many evil things and this is small but I was not expecting wolves to stoop so low.

While I was still comprehending what was happening, they started dragging Yura closer to a boiling pot of water.

“Why are you begging us when you burnt yourself with the water you were boiling?” one of the girls who was dragging Yura cackled.

“Really, she did? But you two are dragging her towards a water which she clearly didn’t boil.” My voice filled with silent rage. One which I couldn’t even pretend that I was not feeling. They were still alive and I count that as a win when it comes to holding my temper

My voice startled them enough that they dropped their hold on Yura and Yura collapsed on the ground, curling herself into a ball and crying.

Their faces paled when they realized who I was.

“Whatever did she did to warrant this from you?” I asked out loud, not expecting an answer. When one of them opened their mouth to answer me, I glared at her until she swallowed her words and lowered her eyes.

“Be thankful that you are not my Pack members.” I gritted out of clenched teeth as I moved towards them while they scrambled away from me quickly. They weren’t acting powerful anymore. “I would have poured that boiled water on you and commanded your wolf to disappear until the wound heals itself naturally.”

No waiting to see their stricken looks, I picked Yura up, cradling her closer to my chest. She sank into my embracing, hiding her face in my chest while she cried.

My wolf felt better at having her in my arms now.

Now I just needed to remove her from place.

I walked out with her in my arms, passing the den but not saying anything, even when Ben started calling me.

I yanked the door open and was about to leave the pack house when Ben laid a hand on my shoulder.

His hand was too close to Yura in her fragile state. I and my wolf didn’t like that so we retaliated without even thinking.