Rogue Wolf's Obsession

-Clein's Pov- Moon Mason (Clein/Diane) A ruckus resounded throughout the house, making me squirm under the warmth of my blanket. My movement led my snout to gently stroke the smooth fabric. A delicate whiff was forced from my lungs, and the lavender and mint aroma close to my face lulled me back to slumber. However, my heightened hearing soon caught up with familiar voices, forcing my worn-out body to wobble harshly. "How can you make such a basic purchase, a mistake, you ugly b***h!" "Please accept my heartfelt apologies, my lady! I am nothing more than a stupid servant who deserves to be punished!" With my eyes still closed, I could tell it was a minor error and that it was merely daybreak and I hadn't gotten a wink of sleep. As a result, irritation swiftly rose to the top of my cranium. "Someone needs peace here," I wanted to yell, but held back because I didn't want to be lured into an early morning respite. Dealing with another matter was not on my agenda for the day because I had just dealt with one the previous evening. Additionally, it was my twin sister who was hosting her preferred drama, which made me completely unconcerned. No, I wasn't being callous in the slightest because she broke our sibling bond the day she stole my identity. I could just let it slide if she wasn't such a mean b***h every time we crossed paths in the house or anyplace in Moon Stone territory. However, she chose to deliberately raise my blood pressure and provoke me, tarnishing my image in the eyes of our beloved parents and pack members. There were times, I wanted to applaud her for having such amazing acting skills that she could turn a falsehood into the truth. She's full of lies; she even convinced herself that she was the real Diane, the eldest and the Moon family heir. It's not that I care because I have no plans to rule our pack in the future. Still, no matter how many times I told her that fact to stop our constant squabbles, she didn't believe me. Her perception of me had been shaped. She sees me as a rival. A significant threat. Every day, she makes it clear that I have no place in Moon Stone or in our family, which occasionally makes me want to flee or change packs. I couldn't stand her any more than she couldn't stand me. We may be twins, but we could have been arch enemies in our past life. "Oh absolutely. You deserve to be punished for ruining my gown, and that is exactly what I intend to do!" my sister's shrill and grating voice boomed throughout the mason, jolting me out of my reverie and thoroughly waking me up. A grunt left my mouth as my eyes snapped open, and my body shot up. "Seriously? I can't f*****g sleep peacefully because of a f*****g outfit!" Shoving the cover away with a forceful sweep, I scrambled out of bed and sauntered out of the room, ruffling my dyed in blue, wolf-cut hair and making it dishevel even more. As soon as I emerged into the corridor, my gaze was drawn to my twin sister at the far end, where one of the servants was kneeling in front of her, anxious and clutching her hands together. My head shook, and I hunched against the wall, arms crossed against my chest. My sister was visibly irritated, which piqued my interest as to the reason. "You have a lot of gowns, dear sister, and most of them are still unworn. Stop acting like a brat and leave the poor thing alone," I decided to intervene with a scowl on my face, and Clein, who had become me; Diane years ago, automatically darted her attention at me. She's dressed in a silver night robe that reaches her sole. Her long brown hair was beautifully braided, as it should be for a princess. She's lovely, and if it weren't for her bratty attitude, she'd be the perfect lady for me. "Stay out of this, Clein!" Her eyes narrowed in rage as she exclaimed. "You don't know how much I am looking forward to this day, but this low rank…" She grabbed a fistful of the servant's hair and yanked it forcefully, causing the omega to cry and me to wince as she continued to express her annoyance. "...this low rank critter blew up my dream to become the wife of Zacria Reid!" My mouth formed a big O. So she wanted to attend the Dark Stone mating season ball and charm the pack's alpha. I was also invited, but attending the ball and looking for a mate didn't seem appealing to me as of the moment. "All right, then, could you please explain a little more clearly because I'm in the dark here? You wanted to be a Luna of Dark Stone rather than the alpha female in our pack?" I inquired because her way of thinking occasionally perplexed me. Diane came to a halt and looked at me sharply. "Why? Do you think I'd give you the Moon Stone if I married Zacky?" She let go of the omega and shoved her to the ground before turning to face me completely. "How can you be so brazen, sister?" My eyes rolled as I mumbled, "Geez! I should have known that talking to you was a waste of time. And what made you believe Reid would choose you as his mate when the alphas avoided you like a plaque? Stop being delusional, sister, and spare me an adequate rest." Peeling myself off the wall, I sneered at her and turned around to go back to my room and resume my sleep, but before I could take a step, Diane was already at my back hitting me. "You will not be able to take the Moon Stone from me! This pack is entirely mine!" She screamed and smacked my arms, shoulders, and head like a wild woman. "What the hell!" a groan rolled out my lips and I tried to free myself from her, but she managed to scrape my face before I could throw her off to one corner. "Argh! Damn it. You're insane!" Diane looked up from her saggy position on the floor. Her eyes were bloodshot red, and her entire face was flushed with wrath as she said, "I promised you would regret saying those words, and I will make sure you're kicked out of this territory soon!" She then stood up, gave me an unsettling glance, and walked away. Although I was used to it, a shudder ran through my stomach as my sister seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. I retreated to my chamber, shaking my head, and ignored her words. Diane has already taken everything I possess. What else could she possibly do to me that I should be afraid of?