Love Triangle Of The Outcast Luna

Chapter 2

And now I must begin praying and hoping that my mate will deem me at least partially worthy, or at the very least, that he will not be as cruel as my own family has been.

That's how dire a scenario you're putting us in, just so you know. However, you refuse to recognize the efforts made.

You can't possibly know the anguish we're going through because of you. What an ungrateful person you are.

There is now pain involved in finding a suitable partner for you. We're at the point of begging anyone who would listen to take you in, and we're even willing to pay.

But then, what do we gain out of it? But I received nothing in return.

You're the one being ungrateful, he yelled.

"I am glad and grateful for everything, Luke," I mumbled.

His expression was amused. So you say it all the time, Sofia.

If I don't want to face his anger, I had better get to the mansion as he had directed, so I hurried ahead of him as he left the room.

He said under his breath, "If you had been normal, now we should be thinking of mating you to the alpha."

BIANCA’S POV

My mother yelled at Sofia, "You are of no use to me; you are simply a loser."

As my best friend Samantha and I sat there, I listened in. I can't stand it when Mom gets all grumpy whenever any of my friends are in the Same room. I hope I can stop being related to her because I never want to work with her as a partner.

While they were attempting to prepare dinner, Samantha and I sat in a quiet corner and snacked on oranges.

Sofia shouldn't be trusted to always do the right thing; instead, she should have someone standing by to keep an eye on her whenever she performs any kind of work.

This disgusts me. She is completely useless; she can't even help herself. Despite her repeated assertions that she was a

"vulnerable wolf," I've always seen her as just plain lazy, and I have no idea why my father still keeps her around.

Sofia apologized to her mom, saying, "I'm so sorry, mom."

Pretending to look at her, I tilted my head forward. She just called my mom her mom, right? Without being told, I knew what was coming for her, but I didn't feel sorry for her. She knows better than to test something like that.

Both Samantha and I were anticipating hearing back from my mom. We all hoped that her request would be granted. Personally, I couldn't give a hoot what became of her or what happened to her, but I wouldn't stand for her to continue trying to get close to anyone in my family.

Supposedly, she is my sister. But if there was one thing I could change about the womb that carried her, that would be it.

My mother never let me suckle her breast, and for that I will be eternally grateful. If her lips had been closed to the Same n*****s that I sucked, I would have been suffocated.

What was it I just heard you say? Mama questioned.

I stopped Samantha before she could storm off to Sofia in a huff. I always assumed my mother would do a good job of handling the situation, as she was in charge.

Her words came out stutteringly: "Mother, I said that I'm sorry, mother."

It used to be bad enough that I had to go to school with her, but now she wants my mom and maybe even the rest of my family to come along, too.

Normally, why should she put me through this?

The shame I felt whenever a classmate introduced her to me as "bro" or "sis" was still fresh in my mind. Because of her disability, she had to start school the Same year as me instead of with her friends.

When I was younger, every day felt like a nightmare. We have finished our schooling, and I have no desire to share anything with her ever again.

And if I could trade the fact that I am currently residing in the Same house as her, I most certainly would.

My mom told me to get on my knees right then.

She quickly got on her knees and mumbled some excuses.

You have been repeatedly cautioned against this, but you simply do not care. "You never listen," my mom shouted at me.

It's possible I'd like experiencing my mom's wrath. She has let her rage show and is no longer trying to hide it. But then, she has good reason to act the way she does.

Sofia had been taught the proper way to address members of our family numerous times. It was previously recommended that she preface our parents' names with ma or sir, but we insisted that she use our given names while addressing my brothers and myself.

I don't see what the big deal is with the requests she used to get.

Does she have to constantly stress that we're related? This is the pain we'd rather ignore or pretend doesn't exist, yet she keeps bringing it up at the slightest provocation.

The door was unlocked, and anyone might walk in.

Beta Thomas requests that you visit him in his office, Madam Patricia.

When I turned around, one of the omegas was tackling my mom. The latest turn of events has drained my optimism. I really couldn't stand this Omega.

Why does he have to show up right now?

Samantha seizes my hands and gives them a tight squeeze. I had no doubt that she had been just as furious as I was at one time.

I smiled at her and attempted to reassure her that this was not yet over, even though it had not yet begun. She let me know her unhappiness with a few murmured remarks.

I knew my mom was not someone who forgave easily, so Sofia was not yet free. I hope to be present when she gets what she deserves, though. To reassure Samantha that nothing was going to alter, I shook my head.

My mother told the omega who came to call on her, "I am right in front of you," and the omega departed.

My mom forced me to answer the door, which only made Samantha feel worse. Again, she squeezed my hands, and I shook my head once.

Sofia, seeing that my mother was about to leave, stood up, but my mother turned around, walked to her, and smacked her with the back of her fingers, causing her to fumble for a few seconds before collapsing.

She quickly got back on her knees and whispered some apologies to my mom as she regained her composure.

You ungrateful slug, did I give you permission to get up?" My mother swore.

Scrawled in a low voice, "Forgive my insolence, ma Patricia," Sofia begged forgiveness.

I couldn't wait to hear my mom's verdict now that Sofia had offered an explanation for her behavior. I hoped that my mom would be totally unforgiving of her.

"I hand her over to you." Before she left, my mom cautioned me, "Do make sure to provide her the proper punishment she deserves."

This exceeded our highest hopes. Samantha smiled, remembering the days when a simple instruction was all it took to put her plan into motion.

It warmed my heart to know that she disliked Sofia as much as I do, and it showed that she was looking out for me, her buddy.

I adore Samantha and the honesty of her hatred for Sofia, who did nothing to deserve it. Samantha felt the Same way about Sofia, and she didn't need an excuse to dislike her.

Sofia’S POV

A warm slap on my face caught me off guard, and I tripped and fell. But I got to my feet and knelt back down as soon as I could. I had no idea I had offended her, so I was caught off guard by her reply.

Before she yelled, "Did I give you permission to get up, you ingrate?" I was still trying to figure out what I could have done wrong."

She has never tried to hide the fact that she finds me repulsive. Not even the woman who carried me for nine months hid her hatred from me.

She put the omegas in charge of me the moment she gave birth to me, so I've been living in the servant's quarters with them ever since I was a newborn. Because of the many tasks I had to complete while doing errands on the estate, I finally have a sense of what living in the mansion was like back in the day.

Please pardon my impertinence, Ma Patricia. I muttered.

When I saw her leave, I mistakenly thought that meant she was releasing me from whatever punishment we'd been discussing.

In a word, yes. If she was leaving, then it was safe to assume that I could stand up. Then why did she get mad at me when I didn't stay on my knees like I was supposed to?

In all honesty, I have a hard time wrapping my head around the people I claim as my own. I can't fathom how they arrive at their conclusions using rational thought processes.

It seemed like I was finally beginning to have a handle on them, but then they'd do something completely unexpected, unlike anything I'd seen before.