Blending in the background has always been my objective, but it was never possible.
I was always the girl who everyone knew as worthless, slut, waste of space, and countless others... Never ending really. But I kept my hopes up, day-in-day-out, that someday I will have my happy ending with my mate. My soulmate would be compassionate, accepting, and so in love with me.
But even that dream seemed to shatter...
Pinned against the lockers at school, he put his hand around my neck and pushed up. My breathing was shortening, but I heard his cruel words. "You are unworthy of being a Luna. You are incapable of being beautiful and sophisticated. You are simply disgusting."
He continued with disgust, "I, Mikael Blackwood, soon-to-be-Alpha of Crescent Pack, reject Amelia Armstrong, an omega, as my mate. Rot in hell. Useless as always. You can't be Luna even if you tried. You are nothing. You are disgusting."
It was a moment when the world seemed to break, and no bright lights seemed to shine. My mate was Mikael Blackwood and he was my number one bully. Not only he called me names but also, I was just another piece of nothing that could venture the anger on. The pack seemed to agree with him; that's why they even joined him.
He let me go after few seconds and I dropped to the ground. I touched my neck and tried to ease the pain, but it was hard. His words seemed to play in my head over and over again.
In that time, I could only whisper, "I accept your rejection."
He walked away with a smirk on the face because he brought me pain. It seemed to ignite some kind of sick happiness... I was supposed to be his everything, was I that bad? It didn't help that my wolf howled with so much agony that everything hurt.
A shrinking voice said, "How dare you? He is my mate stay away from him."
I looked over and saw my adoptive sister, Shannon Armstrong, in her short clothes and anger all over her face.
I was brought to Crescent Pack when I was a baby and the Alpha had forced my family to adopt me and without knowing my true "breed", like they always said, my rank could only have been Omega. I was the only Omega of the Pack and they were allowed to hurt me, physically and mentally, by anyone on the pack, Alpha's orders. Not only that, but also cook for them, clean after them—so basically, I was their maid and I lived like one. That was why I lived in the attic with a worn-out bed, striped wallpaper and even my clothes were ripped.
I was brought back to present when Shannon slapped me across my left cheek. She seemed satisfied when she saw my tears flowing over my red skin. Quickly, she ran to the same direction that Mikael went, but I didn't realise there was another wolf in the shadows.
He came forward and told me, "Really? How could the Moon Goddess pair him with an unworthy omega?"
Hugo Wyatt, the soon-to-be Beta and Mikael's best friend. He was my second biggest bully on this pack, and he could bring just as much pain as any other wolf. He had the same disgusted look on his face when he walked away.
I looked around and nobody was in the halls; probably everyone must be in the classrooms. I started running and reached the woods. I changed into my weak brown wolf and she couldn't help to howl. Her cries going unheard, maybe laughing at the fact that I had been rejected.
They would know through their hearing or through their mind-links. The whole pack loved to torture me. I kept running and crying until the dark skies appeared.
I should run away from all these people, but something kept me here.
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WerewolfWEREWOLF/FANTASY My heart ached when my dreams shattered and I was left in tears. I felt like drowning when my mate, Michael Blackwood, rejected me. I was trapped in this nightmare where there were no saviours, no freedom, only nothingness. Death se...