Bound To The Lycan King

“Push Luna…push!” The midwife delivering my mother ordered.”The baby is almost here, I can see its head.” My mother screamed in agony as she gave one final push with all her strength. And finally I was born. I came out screaming, but immediately I was totally detached from the warmth of her womb. I went completely silent. I was passed to a younger midwife and she looked at me with an expression that looked both like curiosity and surprise. “She’s quiet all of a sudden,” she whispered to the other midwives. “All babies are different, maybe she’s calmed down now.” Another responded, moving towards the Luna, my mother to check on her. “....No…she’s gone…” The elderly midwife muttered. “The Luna is dead!” “It is not possible, this cannot be.” The one holding me said, as she looked down at me. My eyes began dilating to a shade of light violet. “She’s cursed!” She screamed and tossed me out of her arms as if I was some sort of a parasite. The elder midwife caught me just in time before I fell. “Do be careful, you’re still in the presence of the Luna and you cannot throw away a child she gave her life for!” She reprimanded the younger one and demanded for a piece of cloth to wrap me in. After wrapping me, she placed me in a cot and the younger midwife who still stood inches away from me, pointed at the cot. “Look at her eyes, they’re violet.” They all rounded at the cot. “They’re dilated." “This is an unusual sighting, the moon Goddess doesn’t bless children with violet eyes.” One person stated. “The most I’ve seen are eyes of silver, and children as such shift into white wolves.” Another chimed in. “She must be cursed indeed. Oh my moon, what sin did we commit to have this tragedy born.” The younger midwife cried out, with her hands directed towards the moon. “She ended the life of the very woman who brought her into this world, such an evil born.” “Our beloved Luna is gone because of this…thing.” Tragedy. Cursed. I was labeled deficient right from birth. The child who killed her mother. The cursed heir of Alpha Edward. “Enough!” The older midwife commanded, standing up from her place beside my mother. She walked towards the cot, grabbed me and cradled me gently. “Call her a curse if you might. But she is still a child. And I do believe our Luna should be shown some respect for her effort to bring an heir to the throne, knowing how much she fought to get here.” As she spoke her arms around me tightened slightly, and the warmth from her body seeped into me. She looked at me with gentle eyes and smiled. “Let the Alpha know his heir has been born, and our Luna passed away while birthing her.” She instructed the other midwives, and turned away. “Don’t listen to anything they say. You are a blessed child.” She whispered to me and kissed my forehead. She was the only person who blessed me the day I was born. My father, Alpha Edward, was nowhere to be found. Well, that was eighteen years ago. Today is the eighteenth year. “Happy birthday to me,” I whispered to myself through the dark. Eighteen. I was finally eighteen. I would finally get to receive my wolf. Not that it would change anything, but it was still worth looking forward to. For the past years since the day I was born I got the worst of treatment. My father and everyone else beside Mira who was now the head of the kitchen affairs viewed me as a curse, and immediately after my mother’s passing. My father’s mistress Selene and her daughter Celeste, of whom she had with him, had moved into the house. Quickly occupying the space that my mother had left behind, everyone knew it was a stain to my mother’s name, but no one said a word. I was made to live in the basements, do every menial job they demanded of me, feed on their crumbs and live by the scraps that Celeste left for me. Even the servants of the house had basic living decency than I did. A loud knock on the door made me jump out of my thoughts. “Ivory! Get up here. Now!” Celeste's voice came through the creaky wooden door of the basement. “I’m coming.” I grumbled and stood up from my thin mattress. Nothing good ever came out during my birthday, I wondered what dreadful assignment they had in store for me today. I picked up a small broken mirror from the side of my bed and inspected my eyes. The black contact lenses were still in place. Good.The special lenses hid the violet eyes I had been born with, the same eyes that had me labeled me as cursed and unnatural. I adjusted my sturdy dress and headed upstairs, only God knows what awaited me there. Immediately I stepped into the room, I squinted my eyes and finally opened them when my eyes fully adjusted to the lights And the view I was met with, was nothing like I had ever seen. It was a feast, one fit for a celebration. My stomach rumbled with both hunger and suspicion. “There she is.” Alpha Edward said, his voice was filled with amusement and a terrifying coldness underneath. “Our birthday girl.” I watched them in surprise. He was seated at the head of the dining table, Selene was seated right beside him, while Celeste sat across the table from both of them. “Take a seat Ivory.” Selene commanded from her place beside him. “We have a special breakfast, prepared just for you.” I refused to move, in eighteen years they had never allowed me to sit at the dining table with them. I fed on their scraps in the kitchen or leftovers in the basement, that is if I was lucky enough to eat at all. This was a trap. It just had to be. “Did you not hear your Luna?” Edward commanded again. “Sit.” I finally moved to an empty seat, far from any of theirs. Celeste looked at me with barely contained amusement. She knew something I didn’t. “Eat,” Edward said, gesturing to the massive spread of food before me. I paused for a minute and finally reached out to grab a piece of bread, but I was stopped immediately by a snort from Selene. "Not yet, darling," she said sweetly. "First, we should acknowledge the significance of this day.” "Eighteen years ago today," Edward began with false solemnity, "This house lost its light. Luna Evelyn, my true mate, the heart of the Moonridge Pack, died bringing you into this world.” "She was kind," Selena continued from where he stopped in sympathetic mockery. "Beloved by everyone. The Moon Goddess blessed her with a spiritual connection that only a few ever achieve." She paused, for a few seconds, using that time to adjust her fake pitiful look before continuing. "And then she died, bleeding out while giving birth to you."