The heroine is the youngest daughter of the Alpha King, and was originally a little princess held in the palm of her hand, but everything changed on her 10th birthday. Alpha's child was supposed to shift on her 10th birthday, but sadly, her Wolf never showed up and she became a disgrace to the Alpha family, a punching bag, bullied by school bullies while being rejected by her own Mate. She decided to leave the Pack at the age of 15, after leaving, she learned that she was a rare fighting golden Wolf, and then she met her second companion, the strongest Wolf king of the Shadow race, Lycan.
Sophia's pov
I felt a big wave of ice cold water splash on me. I jumped up from the floor in shock. I was shivering in cold.
In front of me stood my mother. She had a bucket. "Get ready and make breakfast for everyone." She ordered and stormed out of my room.
I sighed.
This really isn't a room. This really isn't. This is the old pack garage. This is where I live. There is a small bathroom at the corner of the garage. I don't have a wardrobe or cupboard or closet. I only have an old-looking bag to keep my old clothes. There is a chair at the side of the of the garage. A broken table lay next to it on te ground.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, before taking my clothes and going to the bathroom. I took a bath and wore dirty clothes. An old used light blue T-shirt, which has holes in the sleeves. And old jeans.
I pulled my brown hair into a bun and stared at the small mirror on the wall.
I look nothing like my family members.
My dad has black hair with dark blue eyes. My mom, sister, and brothers have dirty blonde hair with sky blue eyes.
But look at me.
I have brown hair with brown eyes.
My family members are tall. I'm short.
My once bright eyes are dull now. My once big smile doesn't appear anymore. My once witty nature us long gone now. My body is a lot slimmer than it was before. I look like a dead person now.
I sighed again. I hate it when I zone out.
I quickly wore my black hoodie over my t-shirt and walked out of the garage. I pulled the hood on my face, so no one can see me. Well, they can. But it's a lot more comfortable like this.
I made my way into the pack house. I ran to the kitchen. There were a few more omegas like me.
Shena came stormed towards me as soon as she saw me. She grabbed my arm. "How many times am I supposed to tell you to come here on time?!" She yelled at my face making me flinch.
"I.. I'm sorry." I stuttered. "I... I... I... I... I'm sorry." She mocked me, "That's what you always say. Now get to work!" She pushed me to the middle of the kitchen. I fell to the ground.
"Such a disgrace to us." The omegas laughed and walked out of the kitchen. That's what they always do. Make me do their work along with theirs.
I whipped my tears and started working. I heard the door open. I didn't look back. I need to finish cooking.
I felt a hand on my hand. It was soft. At once I knew who it is. I turned around almost immediately and hugged the person. And the person wrapped their hands around me. The only person who cares about me. The only person loves me. The only person who understands my feelings.
"Grandma."
"My sweet girl." She said pulling away. She kissed my forehead.
I smiled at her.
She is my grandma. She doesn't look that old. She has soft skin with light blonde hair, which is almost white. She has my dad's dark blue eyes. She is a beautiful woman with a beautiful heart.
Every time I lose hope, she will support me. She will bring back the hope I lost. She always tells me, there is a reason why I am who I am. She said. "The moon goddess never makes a mistake".
"Let me help you," she said taking the knife from my hand. "No, Grandma." I tried to take it back. I don't want her to work. She is the former Luna. She shouldn't work.
"Na-uh. You are not taking this from me. Now stop arguing and let's work. Together." she said. I sighed and agreed knowing she will never back down.
We cooked food and arranged them on the table.
"Thanks, grandma." I said to her once we were done. " Anything for my sweet little girl." She said while sitting on a chair. "You know I'm not a little girl anymore." I laughed a little. "But you will always be my little girl." She grinned. I smiled at her. Goddess, I love this woman.
"Come here, Aurelia." She said. She loves calling me by my middle name.
From what I was told, my grandma made my middle name 'Aurelia'. Mother was going to name 'Linda' as my last name. Linda means 'pretty, beautiful'. But my grandma didn't let her name it, so mother and father at last agreed Grandma.
"Honey, Aurelia! You are zoning out again." I was brought back to this world by my grandma. "I'm sorry. What were you saying, Grandma?" I asked trying to concentrate. "It's ok, darling. Come here." she waved at me.
I walked over to her. She patted on the chair beside her. I sat down.
"Do you remember what I said that day when you asked me why I call you by your middle name? You were only 4 at that time," she asked.
I remember. I do. It's something that never left my mind. I wanted to understand what she actually meant.
Why is she talking about it today? Is it time? Is this the day she talked about? Is she finally going to tell me?
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?