Finding Her True Self

Chapter1

Elsa’s POV

I stood at the window of my small room, watching everyone get ready for the moon run. The moon run was done on the night of the day when the werewolves in the pack turned 17. They turn into their wolf for the first time and run under the moon. It was also special in that they could finally find their mate.

Today was such a happy day for everyone, but not me. I don't have a wolf, and even if I did, I would still not join in on the run. My body was still recovering from the severe beating I got from some pack members yesterday. They took advantage of my being physically weaker than them to release their frustration on me.

I stood there, thinking about what would happen if I found my mate. Would he accept me or reject me? Would the bullying stop after I found him? Would he love me regardless of the fact that I don't have a wolf? So many thoughts ran through my mind, and I was lost in thought until I was brought back to the present by the howls of my pack. They were coming back from the run. I suddenly felt a spark in me. My heartbeat accelerated, and the hair on my arms stood as though I had an electric shock. I suddenly felt my mood lift. There was something in me urging me to go downstairs immediately. I could perceive some sort of sweet scent. It smelled of mixed fruits.

“I wonder if they would allow me to have whatever it is that smells this good,” I thought to myself as I hurriedly left my room and practically ran downstairs before I could think.

When I got to the last step, I saw the Alpha’s son standing there, looking in my direction. His eyes were glowing golden, meaning it's his wolf that's in control, not him. He growled, “Mate!!!”.

I turned around immediately to see who his mate was, but no one was behind me. My eyes widened in alarm. “How could this be?”. I screamed in my head.

He walked slowly towards me, and when he got to where I stood, he breathed in my scent and took me into his arms. Immediately after he touched me, it sent sparks all over my body. I leaned into his touch slightly.

My mind was in a frenzy; the Alpha’s son is my mate!

But soon, reality hit me. He suddenly jerked off me as though I irritated him. His eyes were back to their brownish colour, showing that Damian was now in control. He turned away from me, clenching his fist.

I stood behind him, looking at my feet. I knew what was coming, but I was willing to still try.

“Damian, you don't look happy. I am your mate, but you can't even look at me." I said, fidgeting.

“You already know this won't work! You can't be my mate. The moon goddess must be playing some sort of trick. You are weak and don't even have a wolf." Damian said, scrunching his face.

“But you are my mate; the moon goddess doesn't make mistakes. You are supposed to accept me." I quietly said, tears rolling down my cheeks.

“No, this must be some sort of mistake! I am going to reject you and pick someone else." He screams at me, balling his hands into a fist.

Everyone stood looking at us, their eyes filled with disgust for me. Their murmurs reflected their agreement with what Damian had just said.

“But you can't reject me; you are the one person who should stand by me!. That's what mates do." I said, pleading with my eyes for him not to do this.

“Why shouldn't I reject you? You are not even a werewolf!” he shouted.

“But I am!” I am a werewolf, just like every other person here,” I shouted back, causing everyone to start murmuring their disapproval.

I looked around the familiar faces, scrunched up in distaste. Their lips were muttering words of disgust. I looked away, unable to bear their hate.

“Why should I accept you?” Damian said, taking menacing steps towards me. “Even your parents abandoned you, so why should I be the one to accept you?”

Hearing that, I couldn't take it anymore. I fell to my knees, my legs failing me. I was a crying mess. He was right. If my parents rejected me, why should anyone want me?

The Alpha makes an entrance, causing everyone to stop murmuring. Everyone bowed to him as they chanted "Alpha.”.

His voice boomed through the room with authority. “Everyone leave. Go out and enjoy the evening; this is not the time for this.”

Everyone left the room.

Damian stormed out too, leaving me a crying mess. What did I do to the moon goddess to deserve this? I have never experienced love from anyone.

“You should go to your room and rest. I am sure no one wants to see you right now." The Alpha said he was leaving the room.

It felt like he blamed me for being his son’s mate. He wasn’t happy; I could sense that from his voice. He neither treated me well nor did he stop his pack from bullying me. He turned a blind eye to it all.

I got up and went to my room. I could hear the sounds of laughter and music from the garden. Everyone was happy except me. I lay on my bed, tears rolling down my cheeks. I lay there thinking about why the moon goddess gave me such cruel faith.

………

I woke up to the sound of my door creaking open, and there stood a man. From his scent, I knew it was Damian; the moonlight reflected on his face, confirming my suspicion.

Panicked, I asked, “What are you doing here, Damian?” but he didn't reply. I asked him again, “Why are you here?” my voice quivering.

He took menacing steps towards me, causing fear to rip through me. I knew something bad was about to happen.

With the speed of light, he is on top of me. He was much stronger than me; trying to push him off me wasn't working. He ripped my shirt off of me and started fondling my breast. I was getting molested, but the mate bond made every touch feel so good.

Tears were falling down my face from the abuse, but my body was enjoying his touch. Worse still, he was way stronger than me. I relaxed into his touch, my body craving more.

He ripped my shorts and growled when he smelled my arousal. I could feel his dickey digging into my lap. Soon, his face was in between my legs. He inhaled the scent of my arousal deeply and growled, “MINE!” making me purr. I have never felt like this before.

With one quick movement, he removed his shorts and buried himself in me. It was my first time, but he didn't care. I cried out in pain, but his caresses made me forget the pain, and he had his way with me. My body enjoyed it, even though my head was screaming for him to stop.

He started licking and kissing the crook of my neck. It felt so good that I purred until I realised he was trying to mark me.

“Damian stop!” I shouted out in horror, feeling a jolt of strength curse through me, and with every strength in me, I began to struggle to get out under him. I crawled and kicked, but he was too strong.

Just as he was about to sink his teeth into my neck, he pushed himself off me, cursing furiously. That's when I realised it was his wolf trying to mark me, not Damian.