Tears flowed freely from Anastasia’s eyes; she couldn’t believe how she had not ran out. She didn’t know how she left the pack house noiselessly without screaming, she felt completely detached from her body.
Her paws padded against the forest floors leaves crunching as she ran over them. Her wolf howled in distress and pain of loss. Anastasia knew she was troubling the forest but didn’t care, she howled louder.
Her best friend who she trusted with her life was just sleeping with her mate to be. The betrayal was simply just too much. Elizabeth had been smiling at her, laughing with her, cooking for her and caring about her only for it to be fake.
She let out another sorrowful howl, she had no physical wounds to lick. The internal wounds hurt much worse.
Since they didn’t even notice her presence, they were embracing each other. She made up her mind. She would not go through the mating and be miserable and used for the rest of her life.
Anastasia approached a stream and stared at her wolf in the moonlight. It was very dark brown with a streak of white. Fat drops of tears fell into the stream causing it to ripple.
This place was her safe space, where she comes to think when overwhelmed. Right now she couldn’t think, she couldn’t even breathe. She wanted to ignore the pain in her chest but she couldn’t possibly ignore it.
Anastasia looked up to the moon and howled. She prayed to the moon goddess for guidance. Particularly, ever since she was little she had always felt attached to the moon goddess and found it awesome that she had a crescent shaped birthmark on her shoulder.
A little relief flowed through her, thanking the moon goddess she made herself to her house.
Twigs and leaves stuck from her hair as she entered her house barefoot. Her parents were waiting for her. She really didn’t want to deal with them at the moment.
Her mother began to scold her but froze when she saw her state. Anastasia knew her state was very sorry. Her hair was in disarray, her eyes were red and puffy from crying and her dress was dirty. She looked like a hot mess.
“What happened?” her father said breaking the silence in the quiet room. She stared at them emotionlessly.
“I’m not mating with Philip. I’ll never mate with him.” She said with a growl.
“This again? I already told you that you have no choice in this. Its your duty to the pack.” Her mother scolded re-tying her night robe tighter.
“I have a choice and my answer is NO!” Anastasia yelled. Tears from nowhere started streaming down her face again. She didn’t want to cry in front of her parents so she quickly wiped them away. They calmed down a little seeing it as one of her tantrums.
“What did you do?” her father asked in a bored tone.
Anger boiled her red blood. ‘What did she do?’ how dare they ask her what she did. Before she could stop herself words flew out of her lips. She had no control over them.
“What did I do?!!! I have done nothing!!! I have done everything you guys have asked and what did I get in return. My best friend is in bed with my supposed mate.” She ended the
sentence with a near shout shaking in anger. Her parents probably have never been spoken to like that before.
She wanted to see the anger and shock on their faces. When she met their eyes all she met was guilt. It hurt her more than she was already hurting.
The parents looked guilty as she stared at them. She couldn’t believe it.
“You knew.” She whispered almost not believing it. Her parents knew her best friend was sleeping with her supposed mate. Who else knew except her? Was she really that gullible?
“You knew all this time and you still want me to mate with that man.”
“you will not address your Alpha that way Anastasia. You really have no choice in this. You have to mate with Alpha Philip, it is your destiny. Its what you were born to do.” Her mother said, clearing her throat. She scoffed at the words coming from her mother’s mouth. She couldn’t believe how delusional they were to think she would still mate with Philip.
“How can you do this to your very own daughter? How can you give me up to a man I barely know, a man that wants to use me and drain the life out of me? A man who doesn’t love me.” she asked genuinely. Her voice cracking at the end of her sentence. She wanted to know why her parents felt they could do this to her if they really loved her.
Anastasia stared at them waiting for them to answer. They looked really uncomfortable. She felt utterly useless. Was she really that hard to love? She had done everything they wanted, all she wanted was a little parental love. The parents were a beautiful robot couple. Completely and utterly emotionless.
The silence stretched on. Her parents seemed to be silently communicating with each other. Betrayal washed over her again. First the entire pack, her best friend and now her parents’ were keeping things from her. She had enough.
Just as she was about to storm out of the room. Her parents dropped a bombshell on her. It caused her to question everything she knew and more.
“You are not our real daughter.”
There was a pin drop silence. Anastasia stared at her ‘parents’ in shock suddenly everything made complete sense. The way they never showed her love and treated her like a commodity instead of a person. Memories floated in her head.“Mum can you play with me? I have no one to play with.” Five years old Anastasia said to her mother who was sitting on the couch watching the television.Her mother turned to her in annoyance. Anastasia innocently held out one of her dolls to her with a cute smile. Her mother stared at the hand for a while before turning to the television again.“Have you done all your homework?” she askedAnastasia nodded.“Redo them again then.” She replied while changing the channel to another documentary. Anastasia sadly put down her hand, it was already starting to hurt and walked way.A hand touched her causing her to flinch violently. It snapped her back to reality. Anastasia realised that she had been silent for so long they thought she went into a shock.“Well tha
Anastasia stopped listening in the meeting almost thirty minutes ago. She daydreamed about how her life would have been if she was not chosen to be the next Luna by her pack. The mate to be mother was droning on and on about his likes and dislikes, how to behave in front of him and other people and other insignificant duties of a Luna.“You speak only when spoken to. You are never and will never be equal to your mate.” She said.Anastasia felt like someone was strangling her slowly. She felt like she was losing more and more control over her life.“Excuse me” she cut of the droning woman and cringed slightly when she looked at her like a bull looking at a red colour.“My mother just mind linked me to come home. There’s something important going on.” She lied. She just wanted to leave this boring meeting.Since her mate to be mother respected her parents she agreed reluctantly. Anastasia let out a breath she has been holding since she entered the room. She felt so suffocated.Putting
The music coming from the club was hurting Anastasia’s ears which was quite sensitive because she was a werewolf. Elizabeth didn’t seem to mind, it seemed like she came to the club a lot.They both wore really short and tight dresses that made their figure more pronounced. Anastasia doesn’t really own any clothes suitable for clubbing so Elizabeth borrowed her some. She was already feeling uncomfortable as she stood in the moving line to the club. Her face must have shown how uncomfortable she felt because Elizabeth frowned when she saw her face.“What’s wrong?” She askedAnastasia forced a smile, she didn’t want to ruin their first ‘fun’ outing together.“I’m okay actually, just really excited.” She lied. Her monotonous voice betrayed her.Elizabeth didn’t look convinced and wanted to interrogate her more but they were already at the front of the line. The big bouncer smirked at them while Elizabeth blew him a flirtatious kiss.A blast of different scents hit her as she entered the
Anastasia ran through the hordes of sweaty people in an attempt to get away from the man despite everything in her telling her to go back. She blamed it on her drunkenness, she couldn’t be fixated on a man she just met. It just was not normal. She was quite small so it was easy to squeeze through quickly.He goes after her unable to say anything but hindered completely by people blocking his path. Since he didn’t know her name he couldn’t call her out. He didn’t know why he was going after her. All he knew was that he was drawn to her and her scent.Anastasia was drunk and her head fogged up more when she was around that mysterious man. She really needed to get away from here before she lost all her sanity.When she finally makes it outside the club it’s like a breath of fresh air, literally. All the scents are gone, just the cool breeze remains. It managed to clear her fogged up brain a little. She tried to forget the gorgeous mysterious man that caused her world to stop. She wante