I wake up in a room that is unknown to me. I feel bandages all over my body, this is new I've never been clean and bandaged before.
I slowly sit up ignoring the pain on my back as I look around. 'I'm in mom's room.' I slowly get up and walk to the window. I watch as the snowfalls. I know why I'm here. 'The Alpha wants me to be his chosen mate. His own mate rejected him so he wants me, and I'm not really in a position to refuse.' I sigh as I hear the door behind me open and close. "Jalisa, you should be resting." The scent and sound of my mom calms me down. "Mom, you know I rest better on the floor." I exclaim sarcastically.
" Honey"
"Mom its ok I wont allow him to put a hand on you"
" But I'm your mother I'm suppose to protect you!"
"It's fine, I'm fine don't forget I have Alpha blood in me."
" Uh you remind me so much of him! Your father was always that way Kind, collective, and stubbornly sarcastic." my mother exclaims.
I turn and look at her. Her short gray hair bounces with every step, as she looks at me with loving blue eyes that match her soft features and face that can make anyone smile. "The Alpha wants you to rest, to be in good health for the ball tonight." I sigh.
"Pfft that man doesn't care about me he only cares about his image to the other Alphas"
"I'm sorry to have to tell you this honey, but your in here because he wants you to be his mate" states my mother
'I knew it! He wants me as his date to the winter Alpha ball.' "I can't refuse can I?" I ask solemnly causing her to shake her head no. Out of annoyance I huff and lay down on the bed again.
"They're almost done with your dress." I nod. "Is dad gonna be there, cause he's an Alpha and all that?" She nods making me smile. 'The Beta of this pack may be my mom's mate but he's not my father. I refuse to call the male anything he's not.'
My mom was the chosen mate for her Alpha, they were in love and had me, but two years later my mom and her mate found each other. He was upset that my mom wanted to keep me. I'm not his kid and I'm the spitting image of my dad so, he abused me. It started when I was four and it's been the same ever since.
' I know my mom still loves my father and same with him. They were perfect! They were the image of how true mates should treat each other! With that being said I know that you can only ever be happy when you choose who you love and not some fate up above choosing for you. If I ever find my true mate I know I wont be able to love him. He's probably just like all the other males arrogant, greedy, and abusive. Except for my dad of course. I envy humans they have the power to choose unlike us she wolves who have to abide by the whims of the moon goddess.'
My thoughts are interrupted by the door opening and closing with the scent of the Alpha filling my nose and my mother's leaving. I don't even have to look at the door to know the Alpha is here and that my mom left.
"How are you feeling my love?"
I sigh and look at him. His sharp jaw can cut your confidence to pieces, his face and posture just demand respect, his dark hair is as black as his soul, as his dark eyes pierce mine. "Um, I feel better."
Kieron nods and walks to me. I sit up but stay in bed, I don't want another example of what happened last night. He sits on the edge of the bed and tucks some of my dark brown hair behind my ear. I look up into his dark brown eyes and he smiles.
" I want to make it up too you, so I imported a dress from Paris. You can wear it for tonight's ball."
I roll my eyes, this always happens. He punishes me one day and the next he is buying me gifts that hold no meaning. I either receive the abuse from him or Greyson and every time I wake up there is a package near my head that has a red ribbon tied around it.
"Trying to buy my love again?" I say under my breath barely even audible to a wolf's ears, but of course Kieron could hear it"
" What did you say to me"
"Oh nothing, I just coughed" I declare sarcastically
He looks at me with a glare of disdain in his eyes. Though he looks like he wants to reprimand me for my remark, but he doesn't, he just stares into my chocolate brown mournful eyes.
He finally gets up from the bed and walks towards the door.
"Your lucky that the balls tonight because if it wasn't that pretty face of your would have nothing but bruises on it."
"I must get back to work, but I'll see you tonight my love." I nod and do a fake soft smile.
He leaves the room, closing the door behind him. I make sure he's out of earshot before I let out a sigh of relief and go back to the window. I don't try to contact my wolf, Hilda, she's focusing on healing my back from last nights lashes so my dad doesn't know. The day flies by as I was forced to bathe in essential oils, face masks, hair treatments, body waxing, you name it; they did it. I walked to the closet full of clothes and walk to the dress that was on the mannequin.
"Imported from Paris, yah right!" I scoffed
My mom helps me put on the dress as three other maids put on me my accessories, make up, and do my hair. I sigh and look at myself in the mirror. My hair is up in two twirls that come together and meet in the back of my head with silver vines in it. I have a silver diamond teardrop earing set on my ears. My dress is off the shoulder with a sweetheart neckline, it is navy blue, and is an A-line dress. The sleeves are lace and the embroidery on the bodice runs down my skirt a bit. My black heals are simple with velvet vines coming from my toes to my ankle. My make-up is lightly dusted on, I only have, mascara, eyeliner, a hint of blush, and lip-gloss.
I'm shocked, I never thought I would look this good in my life. The scars on my back from last night are completely covered and my injuries are healed.
I turn to face my mom and see tears run down her face.
"Mom what's wrong? Don't cry!"
My mother hugs me. "You look beautiful my Jalisa! These are happy tears my child." I smile and hug her back. My mom has her hair down, with no make up on. She is wearing a simple, red, A-line dress. I smile at her which she returns.
I hear the bedroom door open and someone calls my name. I turn and see a warrior. "Jalisa, the Alpha is waiting in the foyer." I nod
"Whelp, I guess this is it. The beginning to my doom!" I mutter sarcastically with fake enthusiasm.
I walk out of the room with my mother on my tail both of us following the warrior.
I don't think of what is to come. All I see is the skirt of my dark blue dress swishing from side to side with every step making a path to the near future.
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His abused Luna Queen (ON HOLD)
WerewolfThe daughter of the Beta Female is abused by her mother's mate the Beta and their Alpha. He is not her father, but she puts up with them cause if they aren't using her they're using her mom. The night after she gets her worst beating yet she is forc...