Katherine is mated to Alpha Xavier by the moon goddess, but Xavier like other pack members, has always hated Katherine and pronounces that she should be punished on her eighteenth birthday and a day she's mated to him by the goddess. As Katherine foresees a life of hell in Xavier's pack, she manages to escape from Xavier's dungeon where she was kept, and finds herself in the park of Alpha Derek. Would Derek be Katherine's second chance mate? or will her parent's sins keep hunting her life in her new pack? Abducted and taken back to the life she ran from, Katherine while serving as the Luna's maid discovers that her life has been a lie all her years. Would Katherine be able to re-write her life and get back with Alpha Derek? Or she's been fated to be the slave in her own pack?
Katherine's POV
I've only heard of children suffering from the sins of their parents in movies until it happened to me. I couldn't help but think and wet my pillow every night. It was worse than bad for me. I never ever imagined in my wildest dreams that such a thing could happen to me.
I woke up that morning with a throbbing headache. I obviously had a hangover.
I had resolved to take more alcohol than usual, to make me forget my pains, at least.
My parents were said to have killed the alpha, thus, making everyone around me hate and despise me so much. I could remember vividly that very day.
The pack soldiers were going from house to house, trying to find the culprits that has killed the alpha. My parents on the other hand were nowhere to be found. They searched frantically for them all over the pack and couldn't find them.
One of them barged into our house that morning yelling,
"Where are those traitors? Where are they?" He barked, I watched from where I was hiding, already sighting them from the pinnacle of our
house beforehand. I was too scared to come out.
I thought they were going to have me killed too. They scattered everything in the house as they searched.
At this point, I began to wonder why my parents would do such an act and decided to leave me to dance to the tune of the music they played.
I felt a thick hand pull me up. I've been discovered.
"There is a cub here...what do we do to her?" The man that saw me said. He looked at me with bloodshot eyes, anger and pain obvious in his eyes. It was as though, waiting for orders so he can just drive his sword into me and have me silenced for good.
"Don't touch the child. We're taking her to the pack house" one of the men said.
News already went round the pack that my parents killed the alpha. I couldn't contain my tears. What a shame! I continued to wonder what on earth must have prompted them to think of such sacrilegious act.
The entire pack came out to watch as I was being taken to the pack house. Everyone was watching, mumbling inaudible things.
A good number of the angry mob stood at their windows and cursed, throwing things at me. Hot tears flowed down my cheeks.
What did I do to deserve this? I thought. It was way too much for a twelve year old.
We finally got to the pack house. This was my third time in the pack house. The first time, my parents were invited to dinner as well as the second, so they took me with them. My third visit to the house was far from pleasant.
The man holding me pushed me very hard. I fell down on my stomach, wincing in pains.
"Here's the traitor's seed master. We'd have had her killed, but we decided to bring her here first, for you to give her the final order" he said. It was obvious that this man in particular wanted to have me killed by all means.
He must have been a sworn enemy of my parents I thought.
For someone to be that desperate spoke volumes. I wondered why he hated me so much all of a sudden. Well, I don't blame him anyways.
"We won't kill this one. She has no idea what her parents had done. An eleven years old can't possibly handle a gun" the alpha said, looking at me with disgust in his eyes.
His apparel reminded me of the famous Game of Thrones movie I used to watch with my parents.
He depicted royalty and splendour. Obviously, he's temporal of the pack since his brother's sudden death. He is to occupy the position until the heir apparent was of age. Xavier is about my age I guess.
I couldn't help but beg for mercy. He was hell bent on making me suffer.
"Please have mercy. I have no idea what is going on" I said, clenching both hands together as if to pray, begging for his mercy.
The ever friendly alpha I used to know is the direct opposite of what I'm seeing now. I wondered frantically if he's the one I used to know.
As they'd always say, pain and certain circumstances change people. This is indeed an example.
"I'd let you live on one condition...on a condition that you're going to stay and live in this pack under my watch. You have no home anywhere. If you attempt to run, consider yourself dead" he said with a tone of finality. Two men were assigned to keep an eye on me.
This was nothing short of being a prisoner.
It hurt me so much that I was being punished and blamed for a crime I knew nothing about.
I looked around the room, looking for nothing in particular. I stood up slowly, careful enough not to knock down anything. I was still feeling tipsy anyway.
As it was the routine, I quickly tidied my room and put some things in place.
I couldn't believe I emptied four bottles of whiskey. I was gradually becoming a drunk but it's my own way of forgetting my pain and easing the pressure within me. I stood in front of the mirror, looking at how lean I was looking. I've been obviously thinking too much lately and it's affected me in ways I've never imagined.
All my life, since childhood I've always prayed and wished I would become a Luna someday. I've watched many of the mating ceremonies over the years and as such, I anticipated a day when I'd also be able to pick my mate.
It gladdens my heart whenever I think about this because it in most cases, helped me keep my mind and mentality in check. I stared into space, saying my silent prayers to the goddess, begging her to help me navigate my path through the journeys ahead
My eighteenth birthday was months away and I prayed and hope something worthwhile came out of it. For now, let me face the pains.
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