My Story

I'm Emma.

I'm a she-wolf. But I don't know what category I fit into.

My wolf looks more like a dog, and because of that, I'm a laughingstock to everyone.

Not that I wasn't already, since I'm the only one who's different here. Our pack is Momblack. Everyone has dark eyes and black hair, including my parents, who are the Alpha's Betas.

Both my father and my mother are Betas. Their strength nearly rivals that of an Alpha.

I'm the "freak" because I'm nothing like them.

I think if my brother Enzo hadn't been born alongside me — the golden child, their precious one — they would have accused my mother of betrayal.

I've asked my mom about my birth many times, but she says she doesn't remember much because she passed out as soon as my brother came out.

The only person who was with her disappeared mysteriously right after the delivery.

She said that night there was a blackout so complete she couldn't see a hand in front of her face — not even with our night vision.

A violent storm was knocking trees onto houses, so my father and the other wolves went out to help.

She said she screamed, but no one she knew came — until a woman appeared claiming to be a midwife. She didn't know the woman, but she was too weak to question anything. She just needed help.

She says my father found her asleep, already cleaned up, with two babies beside her.

He says that in that moment, he felt an incredibly powerful energy emanating from the babies.

But as soon as he laid his eyes on me — as our gazes met at the same instant — he "felt" that I was inferior to my brother.

As the days passed, with everyone treating me as less than him — since I was born thinner, frailer — my parents stopped sensing that power.

They took my brother to the pack's elder councilors, who said it was because he was still very small, and that the power would only be released along with his wolf.

I practically grew up alone. My father wouldn't let me play with Enzo, which made Enzo hate me.

The Alpha had a son the same day we were born. Enzo and he are best friends. Daniel will be the next Alpha. He, along with everyone else in town, loves making my miserable life even worse.

My mother is the only one who still shows me a little affection. It's nothing like the love I see in her eyes for my brother, but it's the bare minimum to keep me from feeling completely alone.

At school, I lived through hell on earth.

Everyone abused me, both physically and mentally. I suffered for being weak. I suffered because my wolf came early and was ugly. I had my first transformation at fourteen. My hair, already blonde, turned platinum white. I thought my face was beautiful, but everyone told me I was hideous. When I looked in the mirror, I swear I started believing I was hideous too.

In the pack, everyone is dark-skinned with black hair and light eyes.

Everything was stacked against me.

When my wolf emerged, I didn't have the strength to sustain her and ended up passing out. They found me in the forest. I was unconscious for three days.

I woke up with my parents in the room and my mother crying — because my father was demanding to know which dog her wolf had tangled with to produce this abomination.

Not understanding what he was talking about, I forced a transformation even though my body was still weak. What I saw in the large bedroom mirror was a feeble, sickly wolf — she really did look like a dog.

But that wasn't how I remembered it. I recalled that when I first transformed by the lake, I saw an enormous wolf with soft fur that seemed to radiate fire.

My mother wept, saying she had never betrayed him, that her wolf would never accept an affair. My father, blind with rage, refused to hear any of it.

He rejected her right there in front of me. I watched my mother scream in agony. I saw her wolf whimper. I felt that pain.

He looked at me, grabbed my frail little wolf by the scruff of the neck, and dragged me to the front of the Alpha's house, where a crowd had gathered to watch.

He threw me on the ground like a sack of potatoes. I was pelted with stones while everyone called me a freak.

My body ached. My eyes were barely staying open. Late that night, after spending the entire day curled up on the ground under the sun, I felt my body being lifted and cradled for a long time.

I woke up the next day in the middle of the forest, in a cabin, alone.

I had no memory of how I'd ended up there.

I returned to the pack a few days later and found my brother with the Alpha's son and their girlfriends at the house.

My father wasn't there. My mother wasn't either. I heard he'd gone searching for witches to restore my mother's wolf — that he'd regretted what he'd done.

He just didn't regret leaving me out there to die.

There was already a suitcase by the front door.

Julia, my brother's girlfriend, handed it to me with a smile.

I thought that was strange, since she doesn't like me.

Daniel and Cintia still tormented me, calling me a BITCH and other names I'd rather not repeat.

Enzo threw me out. I ran back toward the house because I caught my father's scent.

I didn't want to see him.

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