Chapter 1

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Edited, 16/11/2020

    Sitting on the floor of my so called room trying to listen to my best friend ramble about how much she hates the Head warrior's son an- Oh sorry to be rude, I'm Savannah and that rambling beast is my best friend, Julia, we are 19 and are the runts of the Starlight pack.

    There are 38 packs all across the United States and in these packs there are ranks. There are Alphas which are the head, the Lunas which are the female Alphas, although some traditional packs find females lower than males.

Focus Savannah 

    Anyway there are Betas and their mates which are second in command, Gammas and their mates which are the third in command, the Deltas which are also known as the Head warriors, there are Trackers who sniff out rouges and other threats. Then there are normal Pack members, like the pack doctors, chefs, teachers, literally anything humans do.

    Then there are the Omegas, at the lower ranks. They do house chores, clean up after all the  children and some even work like normal pack members do. But Omegas aren't at the bottom, Runts are.

    Runts are wolves who didn't shift at the age of 15 and that so happens to be Julia and I, most packs who believe in equality don't have runts.

   Our parents (Julia and I) were really good friends so we've always been friends for a really long time. My parents are the Deltas of my pack so it is shameful that they have a daughter that can't shift so they abandoned me. I also have a brother, Michael, which Julia is talking about now but I'm not paying any attention. He also abandoned me after everyone did.

    Julia's parents on the other hand are- sorry they were Trackers, they died in the raid 8 years ago leaving Julia and her older sister Janet and automatically making Janet the next tracker at the age of 16. 5 years later when Julia didn't shift, Janet hated her with passion and ever since we have been abused by the pack, oh and did I forget to mention we are mate less. Isn't life just great?

    I was always told th-

"Earth to Savannah!!", I'm snapped out of my thoughts by Julia.

"Hmm?"

"Were you even listening to me?", she asks exasperated. You see this is how I am, I zone out on rambling people and it really ann-

"And you've zoned out again", she says facepalming.

"Anyway, all I was trying to say is that Michael is a pig", I snort at that. She does have a point, when I was thirteen, I clean Michael's room sometimes because when we have movie nights in his room, it is always a mess, so as the good sister I am, I cleaned it up but not anymore baby.

" - are so lucky, I get the West wing of the pack house, while you get the cleaner part. Anyway you should go to bed now and be ready for tomorrow."

"Oh! and treat that hideous bruise on your cheek before I do it for you.", she warns while pointing at my bruised left cheek.

"Yes ma'am", I say giving her a mock salute. She gets up, gives me one last hug and goes to the door. She turns back and gives me a small smile, which I gladly return and slowly crawls back into the hall and goes to her room. I quietly lock my door to avoid any drunk teenagers from barging in and doing you know what with themselves. I get my first aid kit that I saved over the last 3 years and take out the ice pack I took from the fridge this afternoon, I hiss when it comes in contact with my cheek.

    I check my broken rib and see the bruise is kinda of purple-ish . I got that beating 5 days ago, which was Tuesday because I fainted due to fatigue while doing chores, but it will heal completely next week. A lot of scars littered my body due to being clawed at and cut with daggers a lot of times making me look like I was shredded and put back together. If I had shifted there would be no scars because supernaturals heal faster than humans because of their special abilities like being stronger, faster, good sense of smell, vision and hearing and of course healing faster.

    I check my broken alarm clock (that is surprisingly still working after being thrown several times) and it shows 3 a.m. I'm guessing you are wondering why it'sbroken, well people come into this room when they want to blow off some steam and fortunately I'm not in the room so they find the nearest equipment which is the alarm clock then they throw it with a lot of other stuff.

   I put on a baggy shirt (that has a lot of patches) and torn joggers (with a little stitch in the knee making it look odd). Most of my clothes that I have (which aren't much by the way) are hand-me-downs from the Omegas of the pack (that actually like me).

    When I didn't shift at the age of 15, I was moved to the attic of the pack house and told I wouldn't have a mate 'cause I was human. It hurt at first, but after a lot of things have been repeated you just get used it. I started believing it after some time, think about it, a Human having a mate is impossible. But if I was ever to have one he would reject me straight away, I know it.

    I release a heavy sigh and sit down on the torn mattress I call a bed, I fold a thick sweater (that is really uncomfortable by the way) to use as my pillow, I lay down on the mattress and look out out my little window beside my bed. I see the the forest surrounding the pack house then half a mile from here is the main town of the pack.

    The Starlight pack is one of the biggest packs in Oregon, the fifth to be exact. The first is the Alpha Kings' pack, The Silver Blood pack, ruled by twin Alphas. Rumors say that the twins are heartless and don't have a mate, which I don't believe to be true, cause honestly, everyone deserves someone to love, cherish and care for them, except me of course because I think the Moon Goddess wants to punish me or something. Back to the Alphas, they are 23 currently and mostly keep to themselves.

   I was 5 when there was a raid by hunters and rogues on all packs across the country, the cause for the attack is still unknown and strange because rouges and hunters never work together. There were a lot of lives lost on both sides, but more on the hunters, we also lost the Luna Queen, then the young Alphas were 9. The Alpha King died a year later due to the loss of his mate and since his heirs were too young to rule the Royal Beta took charge until the current Kings shifted at 15.

    I also lost my Aunt Cynthia (my mother's older sister) who was a pack warrior. She and my mother had a very close bond. The last birthday gift she gave me was a little bracelet with little butterflies on it, while she gave Michael her favorite sword she used in her early days of fighting.

    As I stare out on the Moon I ask the Moon Goddess the one question I've been asking since I was 15, 'Why me?'. I close my eyes and fall into a restless sleep.

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