Chapter 1

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A/N: So i know a lot of Werewolves story and legends says they shift and find their mate at the age of 16 to 18 but i wanted it to be more of an adult version.

BLOSSOMS POV:

Today is my birthday. . . My twenty first birthday. I am freaking twenty one years old today. . . I'm that old . . . Someone who has no career or motivation to do anything. The sudden of realization of my worth dawned on me and my depression creeps in making me feel even more worthless and a piece of shit that i am. My depressing thoughts got interrupted as i realized i was driving and didn't realize  i got home from my job with no memories of how. Ill be honest i don't know how i got home and still made it safely.

When a werewolf turns twenty one they become aware of their mates and is able to recognize them. When werewolves find their mate i heard that they are each others half. They are the one that the moon Goddess chose for us; the better half. I had always wanted to find my mate to take me away from this prison that held me down. I don't want to be alone. I have been alone my whole life i didn't want to spend my who life with no one to love and to love me back.

I shake my head to clear my mind as i climb out the car. I stood there for a good minute just staring at my house that was filled with darkness. The only light  was the big bright moon that lights it up enough for me to see the outline of the house honestly creeping me out. Wondering why its even worth coming home to a empty house.

My father and my mother retired from their duties. My father was the previous betta for the previous Alpha. Now my parents think that they are a lot older and more free. They think they are  grown enough to go travel for their retirement. So my parents have been visiting many foreign countries and have left me and my brother to basically fend for ourselves.

My whole life my parents has always taught me to never do anything to bring shame and dishonor to the family since my father was the betta. I wasn't allowed to go to parties or stay after school or even hangout with friends on weekends. My mother kept me locked up in the house saying I'm the daughter of the beta and the sister of the future betta. I am to not do anything that will bring shame to their names. It was so hard to make friends when i was younger because i couldn't hang with them after school or do fun activities with them. I was boring to them. I was the obedient, shy, quiet, conservative girl and now that I'm older its even harder to make friends now. My mother taught me that i should never talk about anything or else i might say something that was shameful.  I was to strictly stay expressionless unless it was necessary to smile. I wasn't even able to smile or express anything because anyone might think my expression was lewd and shameful. Even if my parents had other werewolves come over for dinner i couldn't really socialize with the guest even if they were the same age. I was always in the kitchen helping my mother so my mother can show off  to the world that i was a perfect daughter and sister. All i have ever wanted to do was hang out and go running with friends. Now i have no friends and all i do is work and come home to a empty cold house with no one to greet.

On the other hand my brother had his freedom to do whatever he wanted to do. Even if he messed up it was okay cause he is going to be Beta. Worst part my older brother Jay is twenty-four and he lives at the pack house with Alpha Nate and other werewolves. I probably wouldn't be so lonely if i did move in to the big mansion of werewolves but my parents wanted to make "watch over" the house, it was more like my mother thought if i went to live in the mansion I was going to do something shameful. 

So i have been living at the house by myself for a while now. I had never notice how creepy it looked without lights i shuddered as the cold earie night sent chills down my spine. I walk into the house the house was completely dark i couldn't see anything ahead of me. I use my phone light to guide me to the switch to turn on the lights. All of the sudden my phone rings giving me a jump scare, my hands to my chest as i try to catch my breath. I check my phone and noticed my it was my brother calling.

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