Mia's Pov
I woke up once again to Kia screaming my name.
"Mia," she yelled up the stairs, "I am going to tell Father you over slept again! He is gonna whip you hard this time."
Like he doesn't whip me hard every time. I guess I should explain, I am a werewolf. Yes, my father beats me. Actually, my whole pack does, well everyone older then my eighteen years. Our pack is the Blue Moon Pack, one of the largest in the US. My father is the Alpha, or leader of the pack, and my brother will be getting the title soon. I am the youngest of three. My mom, well she died giving birth to me. That's why everyone hates me, I killed the Luna. I guess I should go downstairs before it gets worse.
As I rush down the stairs I can hear Fathers booming voice.
"Why are you so late!?!?! You were supposed to finish cleaning an hour ago! Get to work! Kia sweetie," he said as he turned toward her, "you know we have guests coming today, so why didn't you wake your sister?"
"Daddy," she whined, "I tried, she was ignoring me."
"Fine. Mia, I will deal with you later. Work!" He yelled, storming up to his office.
Kia stuck her tongue out at me as I made my way past her to the kitchen.
"More guests," I sighed.
Normally more guests meant more work, and more work meant I couldn't keep up with it all, and when I can't keep up I get punished later. So I got to work. First cleaning the guest rooms, then the kitchen to start breakfast.
I stiffened as I heard a nock on the door. Hurrying I laid out the food I had just made and ran up stairs. As my father started speaking my wolf started freaking out. She was getting more and more excited. She kept changing a word over and over but I couldn't tell what it was. Then I heard it, the nicest voice in the world, and one I never thought I'd ever hear.
Then I understood.
"Mate."
