A Golden Rejection

Chapter 1: The Old Life

My name is Marly. But you knew that, who else did your homework, or cleaned the houses you lived in? Maybe you didn't know, I'm 15, and my birthday is tomorrow. Oh, you don't care? It doesn't matter. I care, and that used to be enough. And now, I don't know, but this is my story.

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"Wake up! Your late! Make our breakfast, loser!" I could hardly hear in my groggy state. But one glance at the clock, and I was up. Already feeling the bruises I'd get for making them late. Who's them? The rest of the Moon Lust Pack of course. I'm their Omega, so I do their bidding. Not fair? Well, at least they let me live. Quickly, I get ready, not bothering with makeup or color coordination. It was my birthday today. They wouldn't mess it up......oh who am I kidding?! Of course they'll pick on the fat indian girl. That's right, a fat werewolf. Err, actually, maybe not wolf, but I won't know until my exact birthday, 3:44 PM. Whatever, I'm running late. Ohh, I am in for the worst. Quickly, I get downstairs and whip up some pancakes , pour cereal and milk, and cut up salad for the twig girls. Those were the worst with their fat jokes and theory that I am the most pathetic weregirl. But I know better.

"Where is the orange juice, Dumpy?" Oh crud.((sorry, I won't be swearing much.)) It was Alpha son Edward Guessi. I didn't dare look at his eyes, but he swore under his breath. Why? I didn't know until he demanded to speak with me alone. "I need a worthy Luna. Not some out of shape freak who didn't shift at 10 like the rest of us! I mean, look at you, fat and pathetic. And what I need is sexy and strong."

At first, I was confused. Then it dawned on me. I felt like crumpling. I'd always hoped my mate would save me. But now, who will?

"Are you rejecting me?" My voice was hoarse and cracked. It was the worst pain, knowing what he'd say, and dreading the pause in between.

"Yes. I Apha Son Edward Guessi Reject you, Marly Winslow." He stated and walked away. I waited for the rejection pains to start, knowing one girl had almost died from them. Would I?

One minute passed. And then another. Nothing. No pain, no breaking, nothing. I straighten, feeling better instantly. They left for school, and I even smiled and waved, earning a frown from Edward. Hey, if it didn't hurt, why not mess with him? When they left I went upstairs, a bit confused. Why didn't it hurt? Shouldn't it have? And why wasn't I even attracted to him? Most mates are before they know they're mates.

Then I remember what happened to the other girl. Aria Dean. My brother Michael's poor mate. She ran away because she couldn't take the pain. And he just laughed. But I never considered him a brother after it happened almost 10 years ago. But I try not to remember it. Should.....should I run too? Why? But the better form was, Why Not?

Dear whoever cares enough to read this,

Ahh, you're probably here to load me up with homework. Or maybe you need a snack. Well, guess what. I'm not here, so get it yourself, and do your own homework. Or.....dare I say, you want to know where I am? Well, I ran. Away. Just like Aria. Anywho, I don't really know what else to say, what do people say in these letters? Ahh, whatever, just tell my brother he was a terrible excuse for a brother. And while we're on that topic, tell my MATE Edward Guessi that Im gone so he can replace me with whatever stick of a girl he wanted, and not to bother looking for me. This getting too long, so goodbye, and I hope to never see you again.

Your EX Omega,

Marly Winslow

And then I took off. Right out the window. I took a cut through the creek so they couldn't find my scent, but I knew it was pointless. They wouldn't even bother to look, unless it was to drag me back to do someone's homework. Which I doubt. What I didn't expect is to shift. Early. Well, late by almost 6 years, but still. It wasn't 3:44. It was 9:36 in the morning, thanks to my watch, I knew. I heard shifting is painful. And it was. Most felt less pain lying on their sides. Stronger wolves on their backs. But I shifted. Standing up. Sitting was much too unbearable. Instead, I stood on my feet, and welcomed pain. I shook a bit violently, and shifted quickly, falling on all fours. Huh, usually it took a good 20 minutes. What was up with me? My wolf took over, running. I ran with her, and we did that until we passed out in some forest. I welcomed the blackness in me troubled mind and pained heart.

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So, this is kind of my first book. The other was kind of a flop. XD Anywho, what'd you think of this chapter? Good, bad? Comment please, but don't go harsh, this is my first chapter that I am content with. Alright, so......what did you think? I'm curious.

-Blake (aka Princess)