Today promises to be a beautiful day. This morning is unlike any other I've woken up to see in the past eighteen years. I open my eyes to the sound of my alarm at 5 a.m and I couldn't stop my usually grim face from splitting into a huge grin. Gone are the days I would sleep and wish I never wake up
Even though my room is a windowless small space under the stairwell that I shared with the brooms, mops, and buckets. Right on my foldable and narrow cot bed, I imagine myself looking out of my imaginary window, inhaling the air to smell the neighbor's blooming flowers while listening to the birds sings their joyful song. I can't wait to tell Martha my good news when I get to work.It's less than a week to my eighteenth birthday and I finally, finally shifted after waiting for so long. Yeah, I'm still happy and optimistic even though I shifted to something that looks more like a monster than a wolf. It was lurking in a corner somewhere inside of me, waiting for the perfect opportunity to let loose. No, not the perfect opportunity! I think the right words to use are 'My breaking point.' Yeah! Being tied to a tree and almost raped by five werewolves will make a monster out of anyoneI sit up in bed and switch on the single light bulb hanging from the side of the wall and the room lit up. I take a deep breath in and let it out slowly... I'm not surprised that I feel no pain. I check my sides and I find the bruises the Gamma chief gave me have completely disappeared. I look down at my hands with their long graceful fingers. When I shifted, they were large and hairy with long thick claws, I remembered them looking like they belonged to a huge beast.But I don't understand why everything about me has to be different. I've seen people shift to their wolf form and it was a beautiful thing to behold but my own wolf walk on two legs instead of all fours? It looks like a half-human, half-wolf monster! Does that mean I will be a freak for the rest of my life!? I wonder to myself. I badly need someone to confide in about this but who? I've never seen any shifter shift into a half-human, half-wolf in my eighteen years on Earth.As I stand up from the bed, my thoughts shift to the werewolves that tried to rape me. Who are they? Why do they smell familiar? Are we in the same pack? What happened to them after I shifted? Did they see my monster? So many questions that begged for urgent answers run through my mind.Well, I better start preparing for work, rather than considering questions I currently don't have answers for. I thought as I pick my towel, underwear, and the clothes I'll be wearing for the day and headed for the guest bathroom down the hall to have my bath. I make sure the bathroom door was securely locked from the inside before I remove my pajamas to have my bath. When I finish bathing, I wear my clothes before coming out of the bathroomIt has been that way since when my twenty-year-old brother mistakenly burst into my room while I was getting dressed. He has ever since made it a habit to always burst into my room, especially in the morning around the time he knew I would be preparing for work. He even went as far as knocking my door down whenever he found it locked. He has kicked my door down so many times the wood is splintered to the extent it couldn't be fixed, except the whole door is changedI return to my broom closet room. While brushing my hair, my mind drifts to my wolf again. Even though I'm happy that I finally shifted to something. I wonder why my wolf is different from the others in my pack. Why would they have real wolves while mine looks like a cross between a human and a wolf?Then the ever-so-familiar crash of my bedroom door hitting the wall hard startled me out of my thoughts. I rolled my eyes in exasperation, not moving from where I'm standing. My sicko excuse for a brother kicked the door off its hinges this time."Hey, duck face!'' He says and laughs like the idiot that he is, walking into my room like he owned the place.He thought I would get angry and scream at him as usual but I just look at him with disinterest. I no longer care. I don't give a damn about the door he kicked off its hinges. I don't give a damn about him and I don't give a damn about my so-called parents anymore.I used to care. I used to wonder about a lot of things about this family...Why my mom, dad, and brother can sleep in a nice comfy bed while I was made to sleep on a foldable cot inside the broom closet?Why my own mother would raise her hands against me, call me ugly and a freak on several occasions, made me drop out of school, and got me a maid's job at a place where I'm constantly being abused.?Why my father, even though has never abused me in any way, but would still watch from the sideline and do nothing while I was being maltreated?And why my elder brother has perverted thoughts about me?I wondered with frustration so many times and I blamed myself for all they did to me. Maybe if I had been a normal child? Maybe if I was not such a freak... my parents wouldn't have hated me and wouldn't have been ashamed of me. I swore to make it up to them. I did everything they wanted, everything in my power to make sure they loved me but the more I try to please them, the more I was hated.I wonder why they've not kicked me out when they hate me that much. Well whether they kick me out or not, I'm bound to them and the pack by law until when I turn eighteen. It's just a matter of some days then I would be free from them. What is six more days?... I can wait."What do you want!?" I ask coldly. It's annoying how he's been looking at me knowingly for some seconds without saying anything.He smirk. "You're such a whore, Ash, you know that right?" He says lasciviously without losing the smirk that seems to me he was born with."As you're a pervert, you sick fuck!" I replied hatefully. The smirk on his face made me cringe and I feel disgusted by him. How could I think of this animal as my brother!?He throw his head back and guffawed. The disgusting sound of his laughter grated on my nerves"You're a fine one to talk, considering what you did, and to think you could still go about your normal duties? Damn, girl! You're unbelievable!"'What I did?... What did I do?' I wonder to myself. I know what he's trying to do. He wants me to engage him in some kind of conversation but I won't be drawn into his game."Listen asshole, if you have something in mind to say to me, I'm sorry, I don't care to hear it. Whatever I do with my time is none of your business and whatever you think I did that you're privy to, and you think I shouldn't have done is your business, I don't care! I just want you out of my presence because merely looking at you makes me sick to my stomach.He laughs again"No sis. You make me sick to my stomach. Hell, the whole pack is sick to their stomach at the mere sight of you but strangely that doesn't stop them and I'm not ashamed to say, me too, from wanting a piece of that ass..." He says as his eyes travel down my bodyI am lost for words when he finally says what he wanted without mincing words."I'm supposed to be your sister, douchebag!" I shockingly say"Uhmm... So?... And we're not blood-related Sooo?..." His words trailed off when he realized what he has done."Oopsie!... I'm not supposed to let you know but now you know!" He lightly shrugs"Oh..." I say but the news doesn't surprise me, considering how I've been treated by them, I've severally thought of that possibility."Please leave!" I said in a low but threatening voice"Okay," he said with a shrug, shoving his hands deep into his pockets.Even though what he told me didn't come as a surprise, the news was still disheartening. But I can't afford to fall apart right now. I will be late for work if I don't get moving.I grab whatever I need to grab and rush out. I'm almost at the door when Celine, my bitter mother's voice stops me"You're not leaving without preparing breakfast or are you?" She asksI look at the woman that has maltreated me all these years just because she didn't pop me out of her vagina and I feel hate! I want to ask her who my real parents are but I know it isn't the right time, I need to get to work if I don't want to attract punishment to myself today. I took a deep breath in to calm myself"Yeah, I am... I don't see why I should continue to cook food that I'm not allowed to eat from. Besides I'm already running late, I can't make the time" I say and turn around to leave but Kent's words stop me in my tracksThor's POV"Thor, your father is on the line for you." Eric, my best friend and assistant said. I look up from the vegetables and pieces of fruit I was adding to the blender to see him walk towards me with a phone in hand.I ignore the phone and continue with what I'm doing"You can tell Vlad, The Impaler, I'm not home or he could go fuck himself, I don't give a shit either way!" I coldly reply. I'm about to add another vegetable to the smoothie I'm making when I hear my old man's angry voice blaring out of the phone's speaker. My hand freezes midair over the blender with the kale I'm about to put in it"You scoundrel, son of a gun!... 'Vlad, The Impaler!?' Really!?... I might not be the best father in the world but I am still your father, stupid and I hope you've not forgotten that!?... I expect you back home in California by tomorrow evening! And when I say tomorrow evening, I mean tomorrow evening Thor! This is the last time I will be asking you so don't force my hand into doing
My mother and Eric's mother were Scandinavians and they were also best friends. My mother was of Vikings descent. They're the Norsemen raiders and warriors, that was why I was named Thor, the most widely-known powerful god of thunder, known for his bravery, strength, and healing powers?Eric's mother was the first to move to America when she got mated to an American who came to Denmark for business. The month her best friend left, my mom followed suit. Not because she also found her mate in an American shifter but because she missed her best friend She met my father, the Alpha of the new pack her friend now belonged to and they fell in love, or so she thought until he found his mate and broke up with her. She was heartbroken and didn't realize she was pregnant until two months after their breakup. By then, his Luna's pregnancy had been widely announced and celebrated. Every shifter in Silver Moon Pack knew who my mother was to the Alpha before he met his mate. Those who never like
We didn't know how my dad got to know we were leaving the country. He stormed the airport with his warriors and refused to allow us to board the plane. He had no problem with my mom leaving but he would never let her take me, and ordered two of his warriors to hold me downIt seemed my uncle already anticipated this would happen since he brought along with him huge warrior wolves that were way, way bigger than my dad's warriors. My dad and uncle started arguing. Their arguments escalated into bloody fights with my dad and his warriors suffering the most injuries but still, he refused to back down. When he saw his warriors were no match for my uncle's, he commanded them all to leave. After they had all left, he told my uncle...'You can take your sister, but it will be over my dead body before I allow you to take my son!''Your son? Like seriously!?...' How could he still call me his son after the way he's been treating me!?' I wondered in annoyance.Even if my uncle didn't say it out
Ash's POV"Let her go, Mom, please. She might really be tired. I mean who wouldn't be after having an orgy with five virile werewolves less than six hours ago?" I stop dead in my tracks when I hear what Kent mockingly says while chortling like the sick idiot that he is._Orgy!_... What he said made me understand a lot of things... Why he said he knew what I did and why he called me a whore. It's all because he was already aware of what happened to me earlier that morning! He certainly knew about it. No wonder my assailants smelled familiar. Now I'm certain those wolves are also members of this pack. The incident happened around one in the morning and the current time is fifteen minutes past five. There's no way he could have found out so fast unless he was involved in the plan. I become furious. How could he be so heartless as to set me up to be raped by his friends? How could they be so wicked in this family? What have I done to them to deserve this hatred?Even if I was adopted or
Now that I got myself kicked out before my eighteenth birthday, where will I stay in the meantime? I thought as I hurried back to my broom closet room. And I still need to get to work right now otherwise, the work will be too much for Martha, and I might get punished if we don't meet up with time I enter and look around. I don't have much packing to do since everything I owned in my life fits into one suitcase. I just go to the corner where some paint buckets are stacked into each other. I remove the first five buckets. Inside the sixth bucket, wrapped carefully with a stripe of cloth and a small ziploc bag is the fifteen hundred dollars that I managed to save after Celine collected more than half of my salary every month.I open the ziploc bag and exhale in relief when I see my money is intact. I remove the piece of cloth leaving only the ziploc. Then I fold it tightly, remove one of my sneakers, and put the money inside. I wear my shoes back and tighten the shoelace to make sure
Omg! He's so handsome! A tiny voice whispers in my mind the moment Beta's door opens and a man comes out from it. "Hi… can I help you?" He asks, smiling down at me but I don't reply. Instead, I'm wondering to myself… Who is he to Beta? I'd never seen him before in my two years of working as a maid at the pack house. His smile and the way the flecks of brown and gold in his gray eyes twinkle cheerfully fascinate me so much that I couldn't stop myself from staringHe arches a brow then in amusement and I feel my face heat up in embarrassment when I realize I've just been staring, I haven't responded to his question. Damn, Ash! Get a grip! I snapped inwardly at myself, wishing I could dig into the ground and bury my head inside. It's natural for shifters my age to have needs and urges for the opposite sex but not me. I have never been attracted to anyone from the opposite sex or the same sex for that matter. I don't know why I've never looked at anyone in that manner. This is the f
When I hear the Gamma chief's voice answer to my knock from inside his apartment, my heart skip before it steadily began to do a loud dum dum inside my chest. Right there and then, I begin to regret not accepting Ethan's help. I look over my shoulder, hoping he will still be hanging around but he isn't, he has gone back inside their apartment.I take a deep breath and swallow around the lump that I feel blocking my throat, willing myself to calm down before I slowly push the door in. When I enter, I see him sitting in front of a table by the window. hunch over, and fixing something inside a laptop that has its panel open before him."Gamma Chief..." I greet with apprehension as I step further inside. I wait patiently not far from his table for him to give me the go-ahead or point me in the direction he needs me to work on first. After some minutes of waiting while he continues to work on his laptop. I call his attention again... "Gamma Chief, I'm waiting for your...""What!?" He g
I start to panic the moment I open my eyes. Even though I can't see much through my swollen-shut eyes, I see enough to realize I'm in a strange room, not a hospital bed.'Where is this place and how did I get here?' I ask myself as my eyes wander around the room as much as my badly swollen eyelids would allow me. The room is dimly lit and the curtains are drawn so I can't see much of anything other than the door that is directly opposite my bed.I try as much as possible to remember how I got there but nothing comes to mind. My head feels heavy like my brain is stuffed with wads of cotton wool. The last thing I remember before I blacked out was watching the Gamma chief fly across the room when I pushed him off me. What I don't understand is how I manage to push one of the biggest shifters I have ever seen off me. Where did the strength come from? I wonder until the scene becomes clearer... "Oh, shit!..."I swear through swollen lips when I realize the Gamma chief now knows I have a m