Marked Mate: Treason ©️

Chapter One

Two Years Later, June, 12:55 a.m., Full Moon

"Hannah... Hannah wake up! Today's the day!" I was woken abruptly by roommate, and wolf 'sister,' Gianna. She was already dressed up, shaking me somewhat gently by my shoulders as she hovered over me in nothing but a bra and thongs with slutty, thin thigh high socks with a garter.

Turning my head to the side on my pillow once she released me, I squinted at the digital clock to my left,  "What the fuck Gi, it's almost one in the morning," I muttered.

"Exactly, so what? Tonight's the Alpha's Moon, remember? He's finally coming here, closer to our territory instead of the Inhabited. It's a a Full Moon outside, too, so it's going to be a good ass night for whoever gets picked," She ran back into the bathroom fixing herself up.

I looked at her, watching her lean over the sink in the bathroom to apply lipstick on. She looks like she's trying to pose for a photoshoot of a lingerie magazine. Gianna is cover worthy, I'll give her that.

"I don't want to go to Alpha's Moon thing, I could care less who gets picked to die or have sex with him that lasts like, thirty seconds."

"Uh huh," her voice echoed from the bathroom, giving a light scoff under her breath, "But what if you get picked?" She asked, her mouth wide open as she puts mascara on. She looks so stupid like that.

"I doubt that Gi, I'm the last one in the female pack he would choose. I'm not his mate either so I would get killed by him."

She scoffed, "Well you wouldn't know unless you actually showed up to one of his Moons. When was the last time your lazy ass went?" She frowned a stare at me, "Better yet, when's the last time you did anything as a werewolf. You haven't even shifted in months."

I buried my face into my pillow, hoping I would suffocate so I wouldn't have to listen to her blabbering on.

"Seriously Hannah, you have to do something. You've been either in the shack, the beach or on the porch just reading or whatever. Taylor is even starting to get pissed that you're not acting 'one with the pack.'"

"Taylor can kiss my fucking ass. Why would she care? Even if I did show up for any of the hunts or the pack's get togethers or whatever, she'd just make fun of me because of the Coming to Age Ceremony."

Gi stayed silent, fixing her make up more and adjusted her bra to make her chest look bigger. She then stayed still for a minute before her eyes lit up with a sort of excitement.

"Wait a minute," she said, suddenly running to me. She jumped on my bed, shaking me by the shoulders, "We should give you a make over...." she gasped and looked at me sharply, at the same time I snapped eyes at her from the pillow.

"No... no no no, no! Gi, no! Let go of my feet! Gianna I swear I will maul you!" I yelled at her. She wrestled me out of bed, and I clinged onto the sheets as they dragged out with me, but of course, Gianna managed to get me out of bed and brought me into the bathroom.

"Oh shit, we are going to make this happen, you're gonna look better than any of those human celebrities," She squealed. She left me in the bathroom to grab clothes. I stared at myself in the mirror, looking like 'hell ran me over and didn't bother to see if I was okay.'

About twenty minutes later, I was staring at myself in the mirror again, but this time, more... confidently. I wore a black lace bra with matching panties and leggings with heels. My hair was pin straight, curling a little at the bottom. Gi didn't hold back with the make up. She gave me black smokey eyes with a touch of blood red.