The Queen of Stars

Chapter 8

" Who are you?" She whispered. She was shaking violently and her eyes were wide with fear. 

" I-I promise i will tell you Ava, please just let me transition back."I begged. She nodded her head slightly. Her eyes closing as she took in three deep, shaky breaths. I took serval steps away from her. 

I closed my eyes and reigned in my power locking it deep inside me. The weight again rested on my shoulders. I look at my watch. It read: 12.03pm. I sigh. My disguise renews at 12.05pm. I sigh and sit down next to the trembling girl. 

" My real name is Stella Silver. " I whisper. " I am daughter to Bella and Theo silver, the current werewolf-" 

" King and queen.' She finished with a gasp. She pushed herself up onto her elbows. " What are you doing here princess?" She bowed her head in submission a sign that her and her wolf respected me. For the first time in a while i could feel my wolf smile. 

" I am looking for my mate." I smile at her. " I am hoping he is around here somewhere." I let out a light laugh. " I haven't found him yet." 

Ava shakes her head laughing. " Im sorry but i can't quite believe its you, you are only a myth to us. Nobody knows what u look like, nobody has met you. Now i have, i'm sorry this is quite surreal." 

" I know Ava, but you can't tell anybody. People will come after me, if that ever happened i would rather find my mate first. " Her eyes widened. 

" Yes! Yes of course Princess. Anything!" 

" Please just call me Stella, or Sass. Sass may be safer. " 

She nodded smiling at me. 

"You're beautiful. " She whispered smiling at me. she reached out and grabbed a strand of my hair stroking it. 

" Thank you." I leaned forward and hugged her. She stiffened in surprised before i felt her body relaxing and hugging me back. I took a deep breath. Even though someone from the outside knowing what i looked like could be dangerous, i knew i could trust her. I can imagine my parents fretting though and lecturing me about my own safety, that i should be looking after myself and looking after everyone else. So many responsibilities. Even though i miss them its nice to just be away from the responsibilities, the expectations. Even if i'm living in a cruel pack that abcues me for their own enjoyment. I have Ava, a friend. Its nice, its.. dare i say normal. 

Then i start to feel a tingle in my foot. A motion similar to the wind sweeps over me and i know that my disguise has returned. What a mood killer, i hate wearing these disguise. But what my father placed over me was almost a spell. At the end of every month it will refresh until my Mate Kisses me. Sounds a little bit like one of those fantasy novels right? I love it, the dramatic effect makes me feel fuzzy inside. Like i'm a main character in a novel. 

I pull away from the hug and Ava took a glance at me and worry drifted through her face. She knew what we were going back to. 

" Its going to be ok." I soothed. " Its going to be ok." 

But everything wasn't. The tourcure over the next few months seemed to get worse and worse. The Abuse, the name calling everything. I kept fighting back though. Ava after finding out who i was seemed to think i'm invincible, i'm not. Im just a young girl living in fear, wondering what will happen next. The pain was worse, more constant.

 One day i walked in to serve then water by the pool. Some of the pack members grabbed me by the arm and held me while instructing me not to breath, not until i made them an entire batch of cookies for them. Im not a bloody vampire, i can't actually hold my breath fro that long.