Inara Sky grew up as an orphan in the Moon Sky pack, ill-treated by everyone due to her low status. She finds out the Alpha of her pack is her mate but he unfortunately rejects her because of her status as an omega. Heartbroken, She found herself in a bar where she had a one-night stand with a stranger and ended up pregnant with the stranger who was her second chance mate. She goes with him to his pack, and finds out she isn't who she or everyone thought she was, but something more powerful and mysterious, and when her first mate, Kelvin hears of this, he decides to go any length to have her back, but the questions are: WILL INARA ACCEPT HIM BACK? WHO EXACTLY IS INARA?
INARA'S POV.
" You useless piece of trash, do you think you are fit to be treated like a pure wolf?" Freya yelled at me, before pushing me roughly to the floor.
I sat there, trembling, doing nothing and not even daring to look up at her.
" Are you deaf?" She growled, and suddenly landed me a slap on my right cheek, causing me to bleed.
I tried to hold back my tears with a pounding heart and sweaty palms looked up to face her. Her expression was filled with fury, as she glared daggers at me.
" I am so sorry" I stuttered while unconsciously turning to face the floor again. Her eyes were too scary so I couldn't maintain eye contact.
" Keep your filthy apology to your trash self" She yelled, before kicking me harshly on my ribs.
" Arrgh" I groaned in pain, letting out a loud yell in the process before collapsing on the ground and suddenly feeling my vision blurry.
All Freya did was to let out a giggle, at my misery.
" And what did I expect from a weakling? guess I used too much strength just now" She mocked, before spitting on my face and turning to depart proudly.
I lay there on the ground, with my other pack members, passing beside me and not even bothering to spare me a glance, nor offer me any help to get up.
They all mocked me instead, cursing me for being the only stain in their pack.
Life for me has not been easy at all, especially with my low status as an omega. A weakling, and an unshifting wolf. Everyone in this pack is either from a high rank family, or middle rank.
We were one of the best packs in the world and would have been the best, if not for me, for rumours carry it around, Moon Sky Pack was not given the title of the best pack for having an omega in the pack. This of course led to more hatred of me.
I would have been chased out and banished to be a rogue, if not for my pack wanting to keep up with their identity of being kind, and merciful.
Ever since my parents died, when I was little, I had endured every curse, torture, bullying, and humiliation passed down to me by my fellow pack members.
I have no friends, for everyone just treats me like an invisible wall, and only calls on me to let out their frustrations. I have been beaten, abused, stepped on, and lots more, but I never retaliated or stood up for myself.
Why? Because I have no say, and a rat was even stronger than me. I had been called lots of things.
Weakling, low life, bad luck, jink, trash can and so many other ill-fitting names I could not even remember.
I became so lonely, due to being ignored, and desired companionship greatly. Due to this, I tried everything possible, to try and fit in with the rest of my pack members, but all to avail.
They wanted nothing to do with me, I being an omega was a disgrace to them, and their status. I work as a maid to Allan's family, one of the most important people in my pack.
Despite being on the same level as the other maids, I was never treated like one of them. I was treated more shabbily, even by my fellow maids, I was given far more chores to do, and given the worst meal ever, befitting only for a dog.
My life was so pathetic, and the worst ever. I could never even wish my fate for my worst enemy. Freya Allan, their daughter, just hated me for no reason and always made sure to make my life a living hell, every single minute.
If I was not licking her shoes clean, I was tending to her maid, doing chores, or receiving beatings from her and her minions. My life was bad luck and since I clocked 19, I have been waiting for a miracle, and praying eagerly to the moon's goodness, to find me my mate at the upcoming mating festival, which was taking place tonight.
Hopefully, my life would turn around after I did.
I was going to sneak to the festival of course, without anyone knowing, otherwise Freya would lock me in and take away my chances of ever getting to find my mate.
She derived pleasure in seeing me miserable and, Of course, knew if I found my mate, I would be saved from her and everyone else.
Finding my mate was my only key to getting out of this miserable life. Finding my mate, to protect, cherish, and offer me all the care and love I have longed for, and desired for so long.
I struggled to get up despite my entire body aching like hell and made my way into my shabby, poor-looking, store room. Yes, I sleep in the store room and have no bedroom like my fellow maids do.
I sat on my torn blanket, spread on the cold floor, and tried tending to my sore ribs. Being an omega, without a wolf, I was just as weak as a human and had a very slow healing rate.
I looked up and saw my patched, worn-out, faded, blue gown hanging on the hanger near the broken window. I smiled at the sight of it. It was the best dress I had, and what I was going to wear to the mating festival tonight.
I decided to rest a bit, till the time of the festival, just to be in my best condition by then. As I lay down on my blanket and closed my eyes, I prayed silently to the moon goddess, for everything to go alright.
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I smiled happily, as I sneaked into the festival, careful to avoid bumping into Freya and her minions, or any of those rich heiresses, who took pleasure in tormenting my life.
I gasped at how beautiful everywhere was, and how enchanting the decorations looked. Everyone was in a merry, and joyful mood, dancing and celebrating.
All young unmated maidens were present in their best outfits, in the hope of finding their soul mates.
I found a hidden corner, to stand, away from the possible sight of everyone but giving me a great view of the event and started glancing around, wondering how I would know if my mate was nearby.
While still looking around in confusion and wondering how I would know or sense my mate, I started perceiving the sweetest scent ever, enchanting and savoury.
"What have I done? I'm so sorry Sheryl!" He trashed around the room, remorse full on his face. "It's okay, I forgive you." I chuckled, quite evilly, it caught his attention. "Forgive? How can you after all I've done?" "I said forgive, not forget, don't get it mixed up." His eyes widened at my declaration. I was not the same weak wolf I was when he met me and I will make sure he knows it. **** Everyone took Sheryl to be weak because of her lack of a wolf, it made it easy for everyone to prey on her, even her mate. But, what do they say about comebacks? It's always sweet with a hint of revenge. And that's exactly what Sheryl did.
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