Crescent Curse

Chapter Ten

Diana's POV

By the time morning hit and I awoke, Skye was gone. The only remnants of him ever being here was his scent on the pillow and the violets placed on my nightstand, freshly picked from the nearby garden outside.

Now a couple hours later my room was filled with many different women plus the Queen. Who kept making small remarks on my dark hair or my tan skin tone. Always saying it didn't go with the makeup or the dress she had me wearing. Honestly if I wasn't such a passive person I would have told her off. But since I desired peace it kept my mouth shut and built a wall around my swirling emotions she was constantly swirling inside, blocking her and everyone else out.

"I just don't see why you won't allow us to trim it up a bit." The Queen sneered, distaste on her perfectly painted face.

"Yeah, you're of Mexican whatever and I'm sure it would still look nice." Glenda said as she stood beside the Lycan Queen, arms crossed under her huge breasts. Her cleavage would fall out if she were to lean down, but I assume that's the point. She had the designer alter it to make them pop out more. Unlike Hailey who never complained once about the design of the dress, and Hailey unfortunately had wide hips and had no choice but to have hers altered so she could wear the dresses the queen picked out.

Whereas me? Mine had to be altered in the bust and butt area. It was too big, and I know for a fact the woman making the dresses knew my size. She accused me of losing significant amounts of weight to be as skinny as I was. No, my mother is petite and I take after her in that regard. Thanks to my genetics on my dad's side my breasts are a bit bigger along with my butt. And I'm thicker in the thigh area too.

"I love my hair, I'm not cutting it to make you all feel better about a day that doesn't belong to you." I mumbled, but because their hearing was much better than my own I had a feeling they heard it.

"Oh come on, it's not like we have to take this. She's not even our Queen yet." Hailey's voice was loud and condescending. I just kept my back turned and rolled my eyes at her comments. Thanks to Skye telling me who they are, I now see her attitude with me as pure and utter jealousy over what I have with Skye and what they don't. Louise though isn't as bad, and I believe she kind of keeps her thoughts about this day to herself. Yes she's probably also jealous, but no one can question the Moon Goddess on who she pairs together. She'll feel differently once she finds her mate I'm sure.

"No, and she's not in her stupid little Canadian kingdom. She's in ours. So she has no say here, heck she isn't even a full werewolf. Why would the Goddess Selene pair our prince with a half-breed?"

"Glenda knock it off." Louise snapped. My eyes widened. She's never stopped them from putting me down, not even when they found an old photo of me in the news a few years ago of me and my step-dads. They kept insinuating I was probably their mistress since I was the only daughter in the family. I wanted to throw up when they made that comment. Who thinks like that? It's gross, they helped raise me as one of their own kids. They were my dads, that is gross.

Louise turned and began scolding them. All but the queen because who would dare scold her? I tuned them out, that is until I felt someone pull my hair. I winced and reached for the immaculate pony my long black hair was styled in, and just as I reached it I heard a cutting noise. and my hair no longer felt as heavy as I was accustomed to having my entire life.

With trembling hands I reached for my hair and tears instantly welled up in my eyes. She cut it. the entire ponytail was cut off in a matter of seconds. My hair was a part of me, and I loved it. And she took it away.

"HAILEY?" Louise yelled. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

I didn't want to hear any of their voices anymore and ran for the bathroom grabbing my phone on the way. Once inside I locked the door and tuned out all of the yelling on the other side.

I called the only person I could think of, and as the phone rang and rang I didn't think that they'd ever answer. I sat down on the toilet lid and waited. I hung up and dialed a different number hoping this call would be answered. A voice I missed so much answered and tears began flowing down my face.

"Mama, I want to come home!"

All I heard from the other end of the phone was silence. At first I thought the call disconnected so I removed my mobile from my ear to check. Nope still connected. "Mom?" I sniffled.

A long breath came from the other end. "What happened?" Mom asked softly.

"She cut my hair off. The women here are so mean because of what I am. Nobody likes me, not even his parents like me. I want to go home." I explained.

"Diana honey, unfortunately—"

"No! You always do that. I'm your daughter. Isn't it bad enough your parents shipped me away and that you and dad refuse to attend this joke of a wedding, but when I need you most you won't help me? Why do you hate me so much?" I cried.

"I don't hate you, Diana." She said tenderly. She sighed. "Mom and Dad didn't tell me that you were in England until after you'd already left. I would have argued with them had I known beforehand." She explained. "But you signed the agreement. There's nothing I can do now that the Lycans have you in their territory."

"So I'm stuck here? Never to see anyone I love ever again?" More tears flowed down my face. A knock sounded on the bathroom door and I looked up with a flare as a woman's voice came through.

"Get out here so we can fix that mop of yours." It was Hailey. The one who messed up my long beautiful hair. Mom speaking made me focus on her again.

"Diana, I will talk to them and your father to see what we can do. But until I have permission to physically remove you from their territory, you have no choice but to stay."

"This isn't fair. I've always been an outcast. The only daughter in this messed up family and the only child you refused to give affection to because I wasn't a boy. Forget I called, I'll figure it out on my own like I always do." I hung up the call and tossed my phone across the room in anger.

"Come on princess. We don't have all day here." Glenda shouted this time.

Anger fueled my thoughts and my body as I clenched my fists together. I never get angry, at least not this angry. And when I felt a breeze sweep through my now short hair and the light fixtures seemed to grow brighter, I knew my emotions were affecting my power. "Go away." I growled knowing they all could hear me.

"It's only hair! It'll grow back." Glenda snarled, obviously growing impatient with me. I'm so sick and tired of being bullied by a grown ass woman. I may only be eighteen, almost nineteen but that doesn't make me a child. I think like an adult and I'll be damned if I'm not treated as one either.

Fuck her. And f**k the rest of them. Including that woman they call their Queen. She's a spiteful woman and has given me grief the entire time I've lived here. But no more, I'm sick of this s**t.

My wolf was pawing at the front and I had to muster up all my willpower to keep her from coming out, but the rage that was slowly beginning to settle in on my chest was blinding. My vision darkened as I stared at the bathroom door before me, the constant banging was making my wolf more agitated by the minute, I was so close to letting her take over. But I couldn't. She would get us both killed if I allowed her that one thing she wanted most. Hailey and Glenda's blood smeared in her muzzle and dripping from her teeth.