Mated To The King Of Supreme Alphas

Chapter 2

Lyla POV....continued

In three days, I will be seventeen and I am extremely anxious.

I have been hoping since I was ten and have been repeatedly disappointed, to not get any supernatural gift.

That's why I'm seen as the pathetic human, no wolf, no Lycan, no vampire traits and definitely not a witch.

WHY...?!?!?

Did I do something or offend the moon goddesses ???

Every year I hope the moon goddess and the goddess of the realm, will bless me with something, but I always end up being disappointed.

So Nope, no such thing no such luck.

Its almost unbelievable, to know that I come from a maternal family or line of pure blood witches, and my father was a very strong hybrid, an Alpha.

what unfortunate fate, has befallen me?

After I turned 14, I decided to stop hoping and accept my fate. But I can't help it.

So once every year, when my birthday is around the corner, .I begin to pray fervently, again and again and again.

Hope, they say is free, I know that.

But the stream of continuous disappointments, have scarred deep. However, it is a fitting punishment, for my foolishness, I guess. Hoping again

and again, when I know how futile it is.

The goddesses Alena and Athena, must be irritated with me by now, of that I'm sure.

But then disappointment and hurt or not, if hope and wishes are free, then they are the only things I can afford right now, so why stop, when that is the only thing no one can take from me?.

I hit my head on a hard wall and fall back on my a*s, which stings really bad, I hiss in pain, as my neck tries to hold my head in place from the effect of the slap or was it a whack?

That I'd just received from my cousin Carson.

"Watch where you're going, i***t !!!"

He bellowed totally irritated.

"Sorry" I mutter as he walks past..

"Where is breakfast?" he angrily screams, while turning to face me.

I flinched then fled into the kitchen, to quickly set the table with chicken parmesan pasta, grilled seafood salad with wild rice, some greek yogurt tart and uncle Fred's favorite grilled pork.

Once they'd begun to eat their breakfast, I went back into the kitchen, to eat the cold lasagna rolls from last week.

I am a scrawny 5'7 with black hair, it's length reaching my lower back, and nothing else of note, Except the fact that I am the only none blonde female, ever born into my family.

That's the only thing of note, ooppsie!!

I was actually born blonde but my hair fell off like that of a cancer patient when i was in a coma at age 7 it grew back quickly, but the color changed and it has been black ever since.

No explanation nothing, so yeah aaawwkkkkkwaaard !!!

I mentally chuckle as I clear out the dinning table, and hold my breath as my uncle comes into the kitchen, he kisses my forehead and thanks me for the food.

(he does this sometimes).

Later in the day:

“Daaaaadd” !!!! Rose and Riley scream and giggle as they wait for uncle Fred to see them off as they wait to be picked up by their friends for an evening out.

Rose and Riley are both pretty blondes with pink rosy lips, Rose is 21 and wrapping up college next year, Riley is 19 in her first year of college.

Carson is 22 and a dashing supreme wizard, already working at the Royal Coven. So,yeah Amelia is one lucky b***h of a Hybrid.

I sigh as I begun to make yet another mental wish list.

Please,please, pleassee, goddesses, I am not mad or angry or ungrateful for the me that I am, but I will be 17 in three days.

And that means one full year before i find my mate.

So puullleeasee, at least let me find my mate !!? I beg in my head.

And also, I want him to be sexy and hot, with abs to die for, and long hair , small waist, strong thighs.

Ooook I hope you both understand my peculiar needs.

But just incase you don't or I am not being clear enough, please let him be a Jason Mamoa reincarnate. please, please, please!!!!

Oh and one more thing, I don't want a bully, a jerk or any one that feels he is better than me, seriously I will take another servant like me if that means he will treat me right. okay?

I shake my head to clear my thoughts, as I finished cleaning the entire 2nd floor.

"Well.. what's the use?" I mutter to my self.

The Goddesses cant hear me because i am not a supernatural.

Its a waste of time, effort and breathe.

I conclude on a sigh.

*****

=== THREE DAYS Later ====

"Happy birthday Lyla !!."

arrrrrrrggghhh.... i scream in fear and clutch my chest with my hands, trying to slow my spiked up heart rate.

My uncle looks at me sadly and apologizes for scaring me.

"I am sorry i scared you, I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday.

I -i mean ,ii--i( he stutters but continues) also want to apologise for the life you have had as it is what I have been able to give you considering the circumstances."

He says this to me every year on my birthday, so as always , i nod and say "Thank you."

After setting down a breakfast of pot pies with freshly made tomato and orange juice. Its six twenty five am when I leave and begin my long walk to school.

"I'm the matriarch of your land

When you need to take my hand

Come into my arms, I'll keep you safe from harm

I'll keep your precious heart

Some people try to drag you down

Take it from me, stand and be proud

You're a warrior

You're my warrior

Be who you are

Be who you are

Know that life holds more than what you see

Rise up little man rise up little man"

I whisper- sing Rise up by the B.lady, as i walk down the quiet street of the well-off in the Royal supreme pack, with the usual well mowed lawns, and yards and yards of forest and trees behind for wolves Lycans and vampires to run through, as they head for the thicker parts of the forests.

A tingle goes down my spine and I shiver slightly, as that stupid birthmark patch high up my thigh, itches slightly.

I huff as the feeling that i am missing or forgetting something important washes over me. It happens regularly, so i just ignore it as usual.

I took the last bend and " ta da " I say softly as the school building appears in all its early morning glory, looking so serene and innocent.

"what did the school building do now? "

I ask myself in my head.

"Nothing" I mutter to myself as I walk in.

"You look nice today little one" Mr. Manuel says

"Good morning Mr. Manuel and thanks you're too kind."

I say, giving him a rare smile.

I rub my palms nervously on my best jeans , it’s a skinny number that does nothing for my figureless thin body.

But at least it makes me feel good, so why not wear my specials on my birthday.

I was wearing my blood red Robyn strong tee, with my usual dead beat black flats. my favorite tee has one or two or more holes in the armpits and down my back near my waist, so I wear it tucked neatly into my jeans.

On a day like my birthday, I remember what I'd had, My parents, their love, my old pack and more, but then I am grateful I had survived, adapted and now getting closer to freedom.

Okay, let me explain, freedom for me, is going to college studying really fast like two years fast, then getting a job , by then I would be an adult, no guardian needed, hopefully with my mate, live my life and just be me.

In six weeks the twenty-two students with successful applications for the Kings court scholarship, will be awarded their scholarship certificate by the crown prince, at the royal Ed center.

But today, I take out my current book Charge Of The Lycans by V.R Vee, and head to the back of school.

I find a place to sit under a tree, with my legs folded under me and start reading.

I read very fast and assimilate faster, that's the only power I seem to have, along with other kids who have very high IQ's in my school, but i think its the only family trait I have from my father.

How impressive. I thought to myself sarcastically.