Chapter 3 A CHANCE

"Reject you?!. Why would I do that?" He couldn't quite understand why she would ask that .

" Look at me !!. I'm tainted , I am expecting to bore a child not of my mate but a human " she was pitiful.

His anger was back " don't say that! Never say that you are tainted!. I am not going to reject you just because you are pregnant" " The moon goddess destined us together for a reason and I am not going to question her decision!. I have searched high and low for you and now I found you , I'm not letting you go for any reason. Its you and me till the grim reaper's visit."

Ohhh, how she swooned at those words and every thought she had of her human lover was forgotten . She leapt into his hands and hugged the daylight out of him . From then the meeting was called of and she moved with him to the Silver moon pack as that was custom .

She never really talked about her lover as it was a touchy subject for my father but she did tell me at a young age , I had another father but never told me his name nor where he was ....

I turned away from the mirror with a sigh willing myself not to cry . I had chores to get to and didn't want to trigger my father's wrath again .

The laughs of adults caught my attention and I turned to the little window to see what was the issue.

School... they were on their way to school . A place I had been forbidden to attend ever since that day . I could spot Jasmine and Justin, my once best friends . I did everything with them together and we were once referred to as the " three Musketeers". I was ostracized from the pack and it's activities . People who I thought were my friends were no longer allowed to talk or socialize with me by their parents .

I was like the story of the Ugly Duckling. The leaders of my pack turned a blind eye to everything going on and with time I went from beloved Rosalyn to the runt of the pack.

I had contemplated running away on previous occasion but where would I go . My grandparents were long gone by a raid on their pack and I didn't know who or where my biological father was . If the thought of being homeless didn't scare me , the idea of being a rogue did the Job . As a rogue I would be filthier than a runt , the rotting smell of death and depravation would always cling to my skin and I would be hunted and killed at given chance. Because of these , I banished the idea immediately it reared its ugly head.

At that moment my door was pushed open .

Speak of the Devil

"Get dressed and join the others on their way to school " My father commanded.

To ask why was on the tip of my tongue but I knew better than to ask questions . I later found out that word had gotten to the elders of the council on what transpires in the pack on a daily basis, and they sent a representative to ask questions . In order to prevent him getting evidence on the accusations , I was allowed to attend school as well as participate back in the pack trainings . The representative who name I later got to know was Chief Phillip , was going to be staying for a time period of six months .

I was elated when I found out as the beating and alienation would stop, and it did stop but just in the pack when Chief Philip was active . He was the first person in a long time that treated with anything resembling kindness, under his watch I felt free but school was a different setting as he had no control there and I learnt that the hard way.

Kids could be mean especially when it came to bullying as I was a victim of that . It started from gossiping about my mother to name calling and then to "accidental shoves " . I was called every single name under the sun .

"Bastard " "Murderer" " Abomination " "Ugly " . The ones that really stuck to me was an "Abomination " .

"I understood I was half wolf and half human and never shifted but that didn't make me an abomination." I was always good at consoling myself.

My bullies were headed by Hunter Grey. He was the son of Alpha Felix and Luna Olivia. He was the soon to be Alpha and would take the title in the coming months after his nineteenth birthday when he found his mate.

In the werewolf community , a male wolf found his mate at the age of nineteen and a female wolf found her mate at the age of eighteen . It would in a way that even if a male wolf turned nineteen , he would not find his mate until she turned eighteen .

The bullying continued and intensified as time went on . From shoving to being locked in classes . I have been used continuous as a punching bag by Hunterand his friends whenever they wanted to let off steam. No one stood up for me , not even the teachers.

" Nobody wanted to face the soon to be Alpha's wrath " or so I told myself. They didn't just care enough to do something and Chief Phillip couldn't protect me in school.

I began growing extremely close to Chief Philip. I could talk to him about almost anything and he became a father figure to me as well as my only friend. I was still beat and abused occasionally when he wasn't around but it reduced drastically as for most times he was around.

I had mastered the act of hiding the bruises from him as I had been warned by my father and Alpha of the consequences if I did otherwise.

Months rolled by , and Hunter celebrated his birthday . It was the grandest feast ever as everyone merrily enjoyed themselves. I was not allowed to partake in the feast , instead I was made to put up the decorations and clean up after everyone. Chief Philip was away for an important briefing by the council and would not be back until a week's time .

That week was the worst week I had come to experience

" Get up!! You murderer!.. How I wished I had made Evelyn abort you!. " my father was the nastiest when drunk. The celebration had left him in an inebriated State.

He rained kicks and blows on me that night , I didn't bother to beg as it was no use. It would only fuel his anger and I was trying to avoid that. When he had satiated his anger he stumbled out . That was the ritual for the most of the week with him giving me a free day before chief Philip arrived back, in order to heal a bit .....

"Happy Birthday to me!!." Looking at me self in my dainty mirror , I tried my hardest not to cry. I was officially eighteen and have come of age to find my mate. I honestly had no clue how it was going to work for me as I had never shifted and had no communication to my wolf, who was supposed to point me in the right direction.

I was suddenly nervous and I had sweaty palms. A part of me, the part that hoped for a love as pure as the one my parents had, the part that wanted my mate to whisk me and shield me from every trouble was excited; excited at the thought of something more. I journeyed to school with a prep in my steps that couldn't help but be noticed by others . I got stares and snares but paid no heed .

As I got to school, I was immediately bombarded with a thrilling scent . It had a pleasant odor of cinnamon and something I couldn't quite pin but it smelt exquisite and mouth watering. I followed the smell like a bear to a honey pot and it led me to the criteria . My heart sunk and my eyes watered as I located the source of the fragrance .

" Oh no!!.. oh no!. This is bad , this is really bad! Why is he my mate?!!. " I thought as he lifted his head.