Chapter 5 ABANDONED

"I'm sorry, Mr Gérard, it wouldn't happen again, I was not aware that she locked herself in the toilet, please don't take this too seriously." The old man pleaded with Gérard. "Please, Mr Gérard."

"I will take your word for it this time, but next time I wouldn't be this soft." He said and went to the door, slamming it open with his leg, the wall vibrated for a second there, he was pissed, I have never seen him this upset before.

We got to the car, and he let me down in the car seat and shut the car door. I was surprised but happy that he helped me out of that situation.

Where was my parents, maybe they sent him to come, since they were busy.

When I got home, I went in for a bath and washed off the dirt on my head. I was done when I came out of the bathroom and the maids brought my food and a few drugs for me to take and get a good sleep. I didn't feel like sleeping but I had to unless Gérard or Carmine will be mad.

When I woke up, it was already dark and I had to leave my room to go see what was happening because it was unusual for the mansion to be this quiet.

I decided to go check on Gérard if he was back. I decided to go to his room and noticed the door was open, popping my head into my room. I saw the most startling moment of my life, and to this day I can never forget it.

Gerard was lying on the bed, naked and touching his manhood I suppose, he wrapped his hand around his dick, moving it up and down as he groaned. His body was quite sweaty, his abs were so toned, his long hair was white as snow and his lips were red and he was quite tall.

He kept moving up and down with his hand on his thing, moaning. "Oh shit,' he went faster and faster. "Oh, damn it bitch, fuck,' he thrust up his hips, moving faster, moaning and then, a liquid that appeared like a cream came out of his manhood.

"Fuck, Oceana,' he mumbled.

He mentioned my name.

All of a sudden, someone covered my mouth and dragged me away from there and pulled me to my room and closed the door behind him. I turned and saw Carmine glaring at me as if I was some kind of monster.

'What the hell are you doing there, peeping into someone else's room, are you nuts?'

Carmine hardly gets angry when he is with me, he adores me, what happened now?

"I...I didn't know, the door was opened and..."

He pushed me as I fell to the ground. "Shut your filthy mouth, Oceana, I don't ever want to see you close to Gérard again, you have no right to invade his privacy."

"But I didn't intentionally go meet him." I defended.

"I don't give a fuck, the next time I see you do that sort of thing again, I will deal with you. You useless thing that can't control her powers, fool," he walked out on me and slammed the door so hard.

What was that, why was he mad at me, I didn't do anything, I just wanted to go see him, I didn't know I would see such a thing in his room.

Was this the reason my parents forbade me from entering a boy's room, saying it was disrespectful and an invasion of privacy?

No one told me, it was that serious, I wiped off my tears and sobbed.

The next day, they were gone, and I never saw them again.

Did they leave because of me, was I that bad of a sister for them to leave without informing me?

I must have been such a disaster, a disgrace to them, I can't even control my wolf's powers, I'm useless and a fool like Carmine claimed I was and cried so bitterly on that day that I believe my tears could fill a bucket.

That day, they both changed me to the worse, I never received any call from them nor text messages. Whenever I ask my parents, it was one lie, excuses or the other, so I gave up on checking them, since they never cared about me.

One thing was for sure, I was going to prove my worth to them.

I began training harder and harder, attacking and dodging as my long hair waved sideways with the reflection of the sun on it, attacking from each angle at my coach who kicked me heavily on my legs as I fell to the sand.

"You still have a lot to learn, Oceana Daciana.'

I smirked and kicked him in the face, somersaulted, grew out my red claws and gripped him in the neck, snickering as he struggled.

"Did you just tell a sixteen years old Alpha that she still has a lot to learn.' I laughed and threw him on the floor. Some of the people in the clan clapped for me and were also praising me.

My name is Oceana Daciana, I'm sixteen years old and I'm from the North East Atlantic Pack

I lost my will to live after Gérard, and Carmine disappeared, lost control of my powers, and everything became a mess as I grew up and began to dislike everything around me because I could hear my wolf's voice but I couldn't shift into my wolf form like the others, even Jessie is ten times better than me, even though she is a beta.

Werewolves' transition commences at the age of ten, which is usually painful, meaning that our bodies are sophisticated enough and can take what's coming through us, to be able to accept our form. The transformation is usually intolerable, ripping through every corner of your body, bones will painfully begin to crack, twist and turn to adapt to the morphology of a wolf. The eyes glowed yellow as it widens, the skin begins changing into furs, and the ears get more bigger and pointed than usual, at that time you can hear whatever people say from meters away and can also hear and feel anyone's heartbeat and you begin to hear multiple voices at the same time making it more painful to withstand.

That shifter's rage begins to increase.

The teeth transform into fangs, the hands and feet turn into paws and the hands turn into Claws. The tails bud out from behind and your nose pushes out like a beak and the colour of its fur changes depending on the wolf's abilities and fully transforms into its werewolf form. At times, those shifters are locked in the dark and chained to the wall for the protection of the clan. If you aren't vital enough to withstand the pain, that shifter could lose his powers or go out of control and begin to attack anyone that comes in their way because, in that stage, they don't recognise anyone or even their families, that's why a first-time shifter is always locked in a room or worse, they could die, if they can't take the pain. That's why, before that time comes, they train so hard both mentally and physically, so they could be able to withstand the pain and survive, which usually happens on the full moon. After experiencing the transition, the shifter will be free as a bird and could change to its form whenever he/she feels like shifting and it also involves our emotions as well.

My first adaptation began at the age of thirteen, it came as a surprise to me and my pack was stunned that I became a full-fledged wolf at last, despite badmouthing me.

I craved so much to inform my brothers but they were nowhere to be found.

It was so amazing, my parents were happy for me when I conquered the pain and came out of the room successfully but I was so different from the rest of the clan and strange, but some of the leaders weren't too happy about it and they knew I was going to be powerful now that I'm full in power, but they feared me greatly, because to them, to the clan, I was a curse to them because I was so different from the rest of them and that made me cry my eyes out every night. It was just so painful and it hurt so deeply, I never made friends or interacted with anyone, no one wanted to talk to me except for Jessie.

Now, I'm no more a weakling but an Alpha and I can rip your eyes out with just a single touch.