A Leader Must Rise - Old Version

Chapter 1

Aria

Do you know those mornings, the mornings you get to sleep in without a care in the world? Where you're not forced to do chores, homework or stupid demands made by everyone that expect you to get it done the next hour? I wish I had some of those mornings. Instead, I'm usually get woken like this; "Aria, get your fat ass down here now." A fantastic way to be woken in the morning, right? But I should have woken up at dawn and it's...fucking six. Someone turned off my alarm again.

I'm in such deep shit, I thought as I jumped from my bed and into my closet. My wolf, Sapphire scoffed. She's a beautiful white wolf, one of the rarest.

No shit. She replied weakly.

This time, when I lock the door, I'm putting the dresser behind it, I said, and she huffed in agreement.

The lovely wakeup call was made by Chase Evans, the soon to be Alpha of the Blood Moon pack or the pack of absolute Hell as I like to call it. He's nineteen today, he has light brown hair, rich blue eyes and has a very hot body. He's been my crush since we were kids and we used to be very good friends seven years ago but then rogues attacked the pack and my parents died to protect us. My older brother blames me for it and forces my twin not to care for me, like hell he'll do that anyway, and Chase is the designer of the abuse I'm receiving from the pack. It is like everyone has lost a few brain cells; I was ten when this happened and Justin at twelve. How was I to blame for something I couldn't control?

Anyway, I hope Chase will find his mate today. He's been mopping around for the past two years since he hasn't. As Werewolves, we find our mates at the age of seventeen and it's an open game of hide and seek if they don't. We shift into our wolves for the first time at the age of twelve and then we get put through a vigorous training exercise to get used to our wolves and vice versa, and we learn to cooperate with each other as one. It wasn't as hard for me and Sapphire because we shifted earlier than normal, and we overcame our differences ourselves. It was the same for my twin Andrew and he helped us a lot.

I shake myself out of my head when someone banged on my locked door.

"Aria, get up, your worthless whore," a voice I despised yelled and I held back a growl. Kara, I don't know her last name. Andrew thinks she doesn't have one since the teachers at school only call her by her first name, but the reason I despise her so much is that she likes to degrade me like a whore when she herself is the largest whore in this pack. It makes me feel sick since she uses the chatter of my several rape experiences to claim me like a whore as well. I didn't want that, I wanted to save myself for my mate and several of the male pack members thought it is funny to mess with me.

"I-I'm coming," I yelled as I wiped away my tears.

"Now." She yelled, and I took a few deep breaths.

Ari, we're fine. We're safe, Andrew took care of them. They haven't touched us in months. Sapphire whispered softly, and I had to agree with her. The Moon Goddess, the Werewolf deity, blessed me with my twin, I wouldn't know what to do without my brother. I quickly finished getting dressed and gave myself a once over in my dresser mirror. My sapphire and emerald eyes were shimmering with unshed tears, my midnight black hair was a mess and my usual olive tan skin is pale. In another word, I look like shit and this is just my face; my body is unhealthily thin. I'm wearing clothes that are three sizes too big, except for my pants that Andrew brought for me, and my ribs and hips are showing, and my shoulder joints aren't far behind.

We can't live like this, Saph, I said, and she whimpered. Due to my weakened condition, Sapphire is also weak. We haven't shifted in so long. I think if we do shift, the effort will kill us. Shifting a painful process and eventually, you become numb to the pain but if a werewolf hasn't shifted in a while, they'll notice the pain.