Stella Snow
It is a bright and beautiful morning, the fresh wind is blowing and the birds are chirping, this should be an ideal way for anyone to start their Monday morning, unfortunately, not for me. I am busy washing and scrubbing the used nasty dishes of the young members of the Blackwood Wolf Pack. If I don’t finish up here, I am probably going to be late for school.
In a normal wolf pack, the omega is considered to be the weakest and the lowest ranking in the pack, their primary purpose is to be a source of entertainment and stress-relief for the pack but in werewolf terms or maybe it’s just for this pack, an omega serves as their slave, we have no rights and we only have to obey the command of those people with higher ranking than us.
And, I, Stella Storm, an awkward seventeen year old in senior high school is the one of the omega of the Blackwood wolf pack. And, due to my everlasting luck, please note the sarcasm, I serve for the main pack house. That means, I live under the high ranking members of the pack.
The pack owns a large part of this area, there are four more mansions near the main house that houses most of our pack members. There are also those people, particularly the mated ones, who choose to buy and live in their own houses with their family but their houses are still pretty close and still under the protection of the pack.
The area is heavily populated with werewolves but there are some humans who live here, this is the New World so humans already know the existence of supernatural beings such as werewolves, vampires, witches, fairies, mermaids and other mythical beings that aren’t such a myth anymore. We all co exist together and live peacefully with each other, of course it wasn’t always like that, there were a few wars here and there but everything was resolved many years ago.
I wasn’t always part of this pack, when I was a baby, I was left on the doorstep. With the teeny tiny goodness of the She-Alpha’s heart, she didn’t throw me out, instead she took me in, fed me and the moment I was able to walk and talk, she assigned me to become an omega to serve the pack. I get it, I had to earn my keep.
As an omega, I’m used to being treated as trash by the pack. When I was young, I used to resist their demands but that only got me punished and locked up in the basement dungeon. When I finally learned my lesson I just kept quiet and did everything as they commanded.
Now, I’m often bullied and tormented by the pack members, the She-Alpha doesn’t do anything because she simply doesn’t care about someone of my low stature, she looks at me like I’m just dirt and not even a person. The only people that I can talk to and consider my friend are the other omegas, we see each other in school so that’s the only place that I can take it a little easy. I also have some human friends so school isn’t that bad compared to when I’m in the pack house. The pack members still bully me in school but I had my friend to help and support me in the best way they can.
There are five major packs in this country; the Royal Blue Moon Pack, from their name, they are considered as royalty, they are responsible for keeping and enforcing the Werewolf laws. The Crimson Blood Moon Pack, according to rumors or from what I hear from the She-Alpha while she badmouths every pack aside from ours, they are a bunch of ruthless savages that don't know anything but to fight. While the Greyhound Wolf Pack is the largest and the most normal out of all the packs, they are very friendly and accepting of those wolves that ran away or were kicked out of their packs, aka, rouges. Next pack is the White Storm Wolf Pack. According to what I hear, this pack has already dissolved because the members have all been hunted down and killed. Again, from their name, they are a pack of white wolves. Being a white wolf is rare and they are thought to have amazing abilities, it’s been said that they were given that pure white colored fur because they were blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. And, because of their abilities, they were envied or used by those who wanted to claim their powers as their own.
And then, the Blackwood Wolf Pack, considered to be one of the strongest packs in the country, with the current She-Alpha, Valerie Blackwood, it’s not only one of the strongest but it is also the most judgemental and narrow minded pack there is. We already live in the New World but make no mistake, there is still homophobia, racism, sexism and every other -isms out there. Seriously, when are those things going to disappear? You would think that people with highly evolved brains will be past those issues but no, whatever the era, there will always be those who chose to judge other people for who they are and what their beliefs are.
The Blackwood Wolf Pack is guilty of all those things but they especially focus on homophobia. In this pack, when someone was discovered to be gay, they are bullied and condemned for the rest of their existence that’s why, they are forced to either keep it a secret or leave the pack.
There are a lot more packs but they are minor with too few members or they are just newly formed so they aren’t as well known as the well established packs.
Alpha Valerie’s husband and mate, Andrew Blackwood is a decent guy but he doesn’t do anything about her wife’s awful behavior towards those who are different from them. Being that his wife has a very strong personality, he can’t do anything about it and he just stays on the sideline, allowing his wife to do everything that she wants. Alpha Valerie doesn’t get it, she doesn’t allow same-s*x relationships to happen in our pack. Even if the couple were mates, she will call them an abomination or call them freaks of nature and ask them to leave the pack or else, everyone will make their life miserable. So, they will have no choice but to leave, which I think is for the best, who would want to stay in this god awful pack.
For me, I chose to keep it a secret, I have no problem with the bullying since I’m used to it but I can’t leave the pack, for now. I had no saving and I had nowhere to go. If I ran away, I might just starve and fall to my death.
Besides, I didn’t really want to leave the pack. Despite the abuse and awful treatment that I get here, I wanted to stay for one reason. And, that reason is Dane Blackwood, the first born daughter and successor of the current Alpha.
Dane and I are only one year apart, she’s older. When we were young, we always played with each other. When I was being punished and locked up in one of the dungeon cells, she sneaks in to keep me company or give me some water and biscuits. However, when Valerie saw us together, she ordered Dane to never go near me. Valerie said that I was not a good influence on her daughter and she didn't know where I came from and what virus I harbor.
On that day, I lost a close friend. Dane never acknowledged my existence ever again but despite that, I continued to watch Dane from afar and by witnessing how strong and beautiful she grows up, I couldn’t help but develop feelings for her. And, that’s how I discovered that I was gay. But I knew that it was silly of me to harbor feelings for Dane, because first, she is straight and secondly, I doubt her mother will allow it. Then last but certainly not the least, she’s the next Alpha and I’m just a lowly omega that isn’t even sure if she was a real werewolf.
The usual age range for us to meet our wolves and shift as our wolf is thirteen to fifteen, I’m already seventeen and I haven’t shifted and I haven’t even met or talked to my wolf. The only thing that confirms that I’m a wolf was my smell but otherwise, I seemed completely human. That’s also one reason why I couldn’t get out of this hell hole, I had no money of my own so I can’t go anywhere, if only I could shift, I might be able to use my four legs to run off from here and move to a better place.
Part of Alpha Valerie’s discrimination and segragation agenda, all the omegas have only a one sided mind link with the pack, this means they can talk and order us through the mind link but we can’t reply back or connect to the other members of the pack.
See? Isn’t this just the best pack ever?
Once again, please note the sarcasm, thank you.
I often dream of belonging to a better pack and overall, a better life. But, with the way things are going, that’s all it will ever be, a dream.
I’m turning eighteen in a few days, when normal wolves become eighteen they find their soulmate, the one person who will make them feel complete. However, I’m not exactly normal so I don’t know if I will even have or find a mate.
The turning eighteen rule only counts for normal wolves, when it comes to Alphas, they can only sense their mate if they are eighteen and an official Alpha of a pack. That’s why even though Dane turned eighteen last year she hasn’t found her mate because her mother hasn’t stepped down as the Alpha yet.
In the New World, more and more females become Alpha, it was much rarer back in the Old World. The Female Alphas are just as strong as the male ones and in my opinion, even better because they are more agile and quick on their feet because of their smaller build.
Alpha Valeri, even as the horrible person that she was, I knew that she is commended as a great Alpha because of her intellect and strength, she made this pack, one of the strongest. And, because of her great ambition to become the best of the best, she even wants to take the place of the Royal Blue Moon Pack. She’s raising a petition to the council that the strongest pack should uphold the rules and values of the werewolves and not the royalty who do nothing but sit on their throne and wear their crown.
The werewolf council is a neutral existence to uphold peace within and outside of the werewolf community. They are responsible for being the representatives of the werewolf community when there are general and emergency meetings with other supernatural beings. Every supernatural, like vampire, fairies and others have a council to represent their community.
The wolves on the council don’t belong to any pack to refrain from any bias but of course, before they were in the council, they belonged to a pack but they have to leave their pack before joining the council. The council members are chosen by the Moon Goddess, each one of them has a crescent moon birthmark on their body, that's the signal of the Moon Goddess that they are chosen to be a member of the council.
Until now, Alpha Valerie’s petition is still in the processing stage and I hope it stays there forever. I can’t imagine her holding even more power. All of the werewolves will be doomed if we let that woman control the law. I’m pretty sure she’ll have all the homosexual hanged and burned, that’s not a very good picture.
With years of experience, I am finally finished with doing the huge pile of dishes. I turned off the faucet and turned around to get some paper towels to dry my hand. The moment I turned around my white tee shirt was soaking and no longer white. I look up to the face of the perpetrators, it was the resident b-tch, Sophia, she was the beta’s daughter so she feels quite superior. She is holding a now empty glass of orange juice. Of course, what would a b-tch do without her two cronies so she had two, standing behind her and laughing at me.
“Oops, sorry, Freaka-rella. I thought no one was there so I just threw my leftover orange juice on the sink.”
I gave her a fake smile, I will never give her the satisfaction of pulling an emotion out of me. “It’s fine, Sophia. I understand. Maybe, you need to have your eyes checked or something, you can never be sure, maybe you’ve contracted a disease from one of the d-cks you’ve sucked or f****d that makes your eyesight bad. If you’ll excuse me, I have to change my shirt. I don’t want to contract the same disease that you have, so, bye. See you later.” I widened my smile and waved goodbye to her and her friends.
“Ugh. I’m going to be so late.” I muttered as I made my way to my cramped bedroom. There were a lot of extra spare rooms in the house but this small room was assigned to me because Alpha Valerie doesn’t want to waste too much space on me. Whatever, I can make it work, I only have a bed, a desk and a mini dresser. I didn’t have my own bathroom so I shared with the others.
I held on to the front of my shirt to avoid the sticky liquid to come in contact with my skin. I already took a shower this morning and I only need to change my shirt so I can finally get out of this stuffy house and go to school.
Other teenagers might hate school but I actually like it, I don’t mind reading and studying and I get less bullied there, compared to when I’m in the pack house, the big plus side is, I get to see my friends.
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