The Alpha Second Mate

A little Freedom

3. A little Freedom
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I was sent back to the dungeons after I finished the day's work, after I finished with serving in the halls I was assigned to the cleaning of the kitchen which had been my normal job in the kitchen to begin with.

All the while I was doing my chores Vera had this joyful smile on her drawn across her slightly wrinkled face as she watched me slave away my bones, I was sure there and then that the whole serving fiasco was all her idea, her idea to make herself feel good and to make me feel the worst of myself than I already felt and sadly she had succeeded, watching them in that pack hall taught me a lot of lessons but the one that stuck out the most was that their lives were going perfectly well, all the pack members were living their best life, they were happy while I was living a life of suffering and torment.

After I had finished with the kitchen, I proceeded with cleaning and moping of the pack house all by myself, the pack house was over three storey building with at least ten rooms in the each floors, this pack house provided shelter to newly transformed werewolves as well as the trainees for duty of a pack warrior and a guard and as the luck was never on my side, seventy percent of the wolves in the pack house were males while the remaining thirty percent were females that could care less about me, my own kind treating me like a plague.

Werewolves as in their nature regularly feel the need to feel superior and to dominate it was in our nature, and this newly transformed males were still understanding their wolves and how to control their emotions. Their testosterones was on an increase and the need to dominate heightened like never before.

Females usually feel something similar when we turned eighteen, were more emotional and fierce at the same, normally this was the time we found out mates and when the matebond is formed the wolves heightened feels are controlled.

Every year a mating ceremony or mating dance is observed for those that turned eighteen to find their mates and also for those older that are yet to find their mates. Mates from all over the region journey to the pack where the mate dance would happen, it was a festival really, I had attended a few before when my life was still normal.

Diana and I used to sneak out of the Alpha house where we usually hung out after school and on weekends to watch the event, the dancing, the drinking and the moments when wolves found each other, Diana and I hoped that one day we would both find our mate the same day when we turned eighteen. That was all a pipe dream now, Diana would have gotten her mate by now, I was not too observant at the pack balls but there was a likely chance that she was mated.

The moon goddess was gracious enough not to pair us with mates that would be difficult or far from us to find, most wolves that don't mate at age eighteen is usually because their mates are not old enough or their mates had not attended the mating dance. So therefore after a wolf has attended the dance for more than three years , he or she is granted passage to journey to several packs to find their mates for a period of five years but most wolves don't take so long.

I guess the moon goddess has chosen for me to not have a mate here in this pack or maybe she was also punishing me for my father's sin, well I will never know if I will forever remain down here, that will be a story for another day.

Back to the main story of the present, the newly transformed wolves exerted some of their dominance on me, as humans will liken these characters to bullies of their world.

While I cleaned the floors, the wolves would kick and toss the buckets of water to give me extra work or some of them would purposely trip me over and spit on me , or give extra work though I was older than most of them.

Each day, I slave away and further lose myself into the shadows of depression, hopelessness and helplessness.

As I lay on the cold ground of the completely tired and drained after a hard day's work, tears pooled down by eyes and ran down my cheeks into the cold ground and I whimpered in pain, until sleep over took me.