Chapter 3 Ran home

Evelyn's POV:

"Answer us! Can't you speak? How dare she call Prince Noah her mate? Does she think we're dumb?" More of the she-wolves yelled at me, their voices thick with fury as they continued to pull me to their center, and more of them shouted at me.

"Let's deal with her! Luna Sabrina has dismissed her from the palace for trying to steal Prince Noah's spotlight and attention!" More young she-wolves attacked me, hitting my head hard and dragging me roughly to their center.

I wasn't strong enough this time to fight them off. I am chubby and fair-skinned, a rare she-wolf, and they were jealous of me. Some of them brought out their sharp claws and scratched my face, wanting to destroy my pretty looks. With their relentless smacking, I was sure my face would be swollen and red, as I could taste the metallic flavor of blood on my lips.

They were jealous of me before because of my looks-my long blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes, in contrast to the rest of the she-wolves who felt inferior despite being high-ranking. I heard that they could buy their ranks in our pack as long as they had rich parents.

I could feel their angry eyes shooting daggers at me as they continued to beat me like an angry mob, shouting loudly and forgetting we were in the Royal Palace.

"That's enough! What's going on here?" A loud roar silenced the ladies beating me, making them scatter and move away from me to stare at the exterior of the royal palace.

Standing there elegantly in his black clothing-exuding an aura of superiority-Prince Noah Isaac barked, "All of you get out of here! Before I ask for you and your families to be punished and expelled from this pack! Now! And if any of you dare lay a finger on her again, your hands shall be chopped off!"

The she-wolves shivered, stunned, as they hadn't expected Prince Noah to step out and yell at them, let alone dismiss them. Since they came for his homecoming party, my innocent heart warmed up, and my eyes shifted despite my broken state to stare at Prince Noah. I met his gaze on me, as he dismissed the crowd angrily.

When Prince Noah commanded us all to leave, I quickly looked away from him and ran out of the palace. I was no longer required to work there.

I could remember how Prince Noah's eyes shifted from red to silver, softening when he looked at me before I ran away. I couldn't explain what he felt for me, but he didn't acknowledge me as his mate. He only dismissed the she-wolves that were attacking me right in front of the royal palace.

My heart bled as I ran out of the palace gate, running back home to my parents' house. I could hear some stubborn she-wolves cursing at me, "Look at her! Stupid Omega! Does she think she could be our Luna?"

"Ugly duckling, fat pig!" More she-wolves cursed at me, as the others ran back to their homes silently for fear of being banished. But none of them dared to come near me or attack me after Prince Noah had warned them.

I ran back home, not even having the money to board a taxi. All my earnings went to caring for my mother and younger siblings, as they were in the Academy, and my dad was a hunter in this pack.

I fell on the way home, tripping on my maid blue gown. I stood up and resumed running to my father's house. We lived in the low communal areas, more like a small bungalow, while the Royal mansion was farther away but still within the same pack.

I arrived home and rushed towards our house door, which had no fence or gate. We were open to rogue attacks or thieves, as our home wasn't heavily guarded like most of the elite houses.

Knowing that after I had called Prince Noah my mate, I would be the target of many she-wolves, as my family was poor and not rich enough to protect me.

"Eve, what happened?" my mother asked as I rushed into the living room of our house, shutting the door behind me and crying.

My home was a mini flat with three rooms. My sisters and I shared one room, my brothers had their own, and my parents had theirs. Each room had a personal bathroom, and we had one big kitchen. It was a typical house for the low-ranking families in the Silvery Moon Pack, thanks to Alpha Wells who renovated this pack to make it more welcoming, like the human world we read about.

"What happened to you, Evelyn? Who beat you up like this and tore off your clothes?" my mother asked. She was my replica, although brown-skinned like the rest of the women in this pack. She was tall, chubby, and beautiful like me, but a very kind woman.

"Mom!" I burst into tears in her arms, unable to explain all that had happened. I knew she wouldn't be allowed into the royal palace, as the guards seemed to know which pack members were from the higher-class families and which were from the lower class-omegas, with their badges.

"It's okay, stop crying and talk to me. Your father will soon be back; he has gone to hunt for bushmeat for you, knowing that tomorrow is your 18th birthday and you would return home today to us," my mother said. She hugged me, released me from her arms, and wiped my tears away.

Truly, on every birthdays of the maids working in the royal palace, Luna Sabrina granted us a day leave to return home and celebrate the special day with our families. I had totally forgotten that tomorrow was my 18th birthday, because I had been busy tidying up the palace and cleaning everywhere in anticipation of Prince Noah's return from the pack's university.

Mom led me to our wooden couch in the living room to sit down. We had five wooden brown couches.

"It's okay, tell me what happened? You know your siblings are coming back today because they want to celebrate with you. If only we had cars to go and pick them up. Now they have to trek home," Mom said, her voice laced with sadness.

I smiled sadly at what my mother said. A few minutes later, my siblings would be back from the pack's academy, as they've vacated.

The pack's academy was for the younger ones and free, like I said, while the pack's university was very expensive and only those born with a silver spoon could attend.

"I'm coming. Let me get the first aid box in my room to attend to your wounds," my mother said, and I sighed and nodded my head.

Just as my mother left me in the living room, I heard noises from outside. Then the door burst open, and my younger siblings were back.