In this pack, no one possessed a silver wolf except the Alpha and the Luna. Their offspring were supposed to have silver fur, just like them. I gasped in shock at the realization.
Was the Alpha’s mistress my biological mother?
Aurora
A frown settled on my face as I thought about it, and I almost slapped myself for my stupidity.
How could I doubt my biological mother because of a mere fur color?
You’re so dumb, Aurora. That’s why she hates you.
I sighed deeply, glancing at my mother, who stood frozen, watching me suspiciously.
Maybe if I were as smart as Nathalia, she would have shown me some care.
I shook off the sad thoughts creeping into my mind, blocking them completely before they could engulf me. As far as I was concerned, today was the happiest day of my life.
The day I shamed Nathalia by transforming into a gigantic wolf, more majestic than hers.
I marveled at my fur, which glittered like precious stones as the sun reflected off it. My jaw dropped as I got lost in the beautiful sight.
I could never get tired of watching it.
I wouldn’t mind shifting every day just to see my shiny fur.
A sharp pain suddenly interrupted my thoughts, a burning sensation behind my back.
It stung like the bite of a deadly scorpion. I hissed, clenching my teeth, refusing to let any tears fall.
No amount of pain would ruin my day.
But I was wrong.
The pain intensified rapidly, spreading over the region above my waist.
Confusion hit me hard as I felt the strange sensation spreading, forming symbols. As much as I tried to follow the movements in my mind, I couldn’t make out what the symbols were.
In the blink of an eye, deafening screams tore from my mouth in waves as I collapsed to the floor, gasping for breath.
What was happening to me?!
I wasn’t allowed to recover as a sunset orange glow emanated from my back, where the strange symbols rested.
It burned so badly that I felt as though I was being skinned alive. It was like someone had poured salt into my bleeding wounds.
I lay on the floor, helpless and whimpering, watching the glow from my back connect to the Moon in a strange way before fading away, like it had never happened.
“You’ll be fine, Aurora,” a voice in my head sympathized.
I jolted up weakly, glancing at the shocked faces of the people around me as I searched for who spoke.
The voice was strange. I had never heard anything like it before. Despite the numerous people in the mansion, I could distinguish their voices.
“Don’t be afraid. It’s Rue, your wolf,” the voice sounded again, clearer this time, sending chills down my spine.
I have a wolf!
A smile slowly began to play on my face when Nathalia found it to be the perfect moment to pounce on me, clawing at me until I bled.
It hurt that I couldn’t fight back. The transformation had drained my energy.
“Get away from your sister, Nathalia!” The Alpha’s voice thundered, but I could sense confusion clouding his mind. What was he confused about? His daughter beating me to a pulp while I lay, slowly losing consciousness, without him intervening?
What a good father, I scoffed inwardly.
I groaned in pain as Nathalia threw me on the floor like a sack of potatoes. I could feel my ribs cracking.
“She’s got the pack’s tattoo,” the Luna gasped in shock, pointing at the symbol on my back with wide eyes.
The pack’s tattoo? What was she talking about? Why was everyone so shocked by my transformation?
With the last of my strength, I turned my head to catch a glimpse of the symbol.
“Holy shit!” I cursed, my eyes widening in surprise.
How the hell did the pack’s tattoo end up on my back?
My head ached terribly as I tried to think of a possible way the tattoo appeared.
“Everyone, get out!” The Alpha commanded. His tone was filled with authority and danger.
Confusion hit me like a ton of bricks as I watched the perplexed faces around me, even my mother was not exempt.
Except she looked like she was about to pass out. Her fear consumed her, and I could almost taste it. Her heart pounded like a thousand war drums.
Something wasn’t right. I had never seen my mother so frightened.
“Eve, Nathalia, Ingrid, Aurora, Valerie, stay behind.” He released a tense breath, swallowing the bile in his throat as his chest rose and fell in anticipation.
I raised my head to see the other servants hurriedly leaving the room, likely before my father did something tragic to them.
Once the door slammed shut, he turned to give my mother a deadly look, who was still trying to compose herself.
“What just happened?” he bellowed, stepping dangerously toward her. A forced smile flashed across her face as she took a few steps back.
“I don’t understand, Alpha,” her voice came out as a whisper.
“Aurora is my daughter, and because she shares my blood, she is bound to have silver fur. I need to know why her fur isn’t mixed with black. Why is it entirely silver and not silver and black?”
“Alpha…” She tried to speak, but he cut her off.
“I’m not done yet!” he snapped, trapping her against a wall with a menacing look on his face. His hands grabbed her neck, suffocating her as he locked eyes with her.
“Don’t you dare cut me off when I’m not done talking,” he warned before releasing her from his grip while she coughed.
“I need you to explain why Nathalia’s wolf is lean with black fur, like yours, and why Aurora’s fur is huge and also bears the pack’s tattoo,” he gritted, clenching his fist tightly. “And how she has the pack’s tattoo that Nathalia was supposed to have.”
I could tell he was trying hard not to punch her in the face.
“I swear by the Moon Goddess, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” my mother’s shaky voice pleaded, hoping to convince him.
“One more lie from you and that will be the end of you this instant!” he threatened, seizing her neck again until she began to gasp for breath.
Fear gripped her as my father’s pupils turned pitch black. I had seen that look before. It only happened when he was dangerously furious.
No one wanted to see that side of him.
“You’re hiding something about the children. Beatrice said she noticed something after she left the ward that night. I swear by the Moon Goddess, if you don’t spill it, I’ll tear you limb from limb!” he growled, his eyes flashing with rage.
Without warning, my father’s claws elongated as he raised them above my mother, ready to rip her to pieces as his anger consumed him.
“Don’t kill me, I’ll confess!” she screamed, shielding her body from his claws as panic gripped her.
Damon
I let out a growl, tossing in my sleep as a knock sounded on the door.
Who the hell was that?!
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