KING ZADYRE’S CHOSEN LUNA

Brielle’s pov “Hurry up Brielle! I don’t have all day to look at your stupid face.” Anna sneered and I increased my pace in cleaning her shoes. My father wouldn’t bat an eyelash if my sisters begin their assault. He never cared, not even when I got a black eye and a broken arm. Evelyn groaned, “I don’t have time for this. My shoes also need some cleaning.” A shoe covered leg kicked my stomach and I bit my lip, swallowing the pain. “Maybe that would hurry you up.” Anna gritted and I blinked back the tears forming in my eyes. This was a normal behavior in alpha Richard’s house. My dad, the Alpha of Crescent hills had seven daughters. I was the youngest of the seven and was the only one who looked like my mother. They all had blonde hair and blue eyes while I had green eyes and brown long hair. I was the odd one out. Hence, the hatred. They called me the bastard, the unwanted pregnancy. They felt my mother was cheating on my father, and she gave birth to me. But I knew, I knew my mother wouldn’t do such a thing. But my family didn’t care. After her death, i became the maid. When my sisters were allowed to attend the parties and train, I was made to clean after them and stay cooped up, preparing dinner. I missed my mother, when she was alive , everything was fine. But now, even my own father hated me. I felt a sharp sting on my scalp as my hair was pulled backwards. “Did you wash my clothes?” My father growled. I didn’t sense him come in. My wolf cried in pain, like she always did when he assaulted me. I nodded quickly, my hand reaching up to hold his hand in my hair, “Yes Father.” His cold eyes studied me for a while then he let go of my hair, causing me to land painfully on the floor. I groaned a bit but I struggled to keep the tears at bay. Showing weakness would only make things worse. My father's gaze lingered on me, his lips curling into a cruel smile. "You're lucky I value my reputation," he hissed. "Otherwise, I would've disposed of you a long time ago." I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms. It was a constant battle to hold back the anger and resentment that simmered within me. But my survival depended on my ability to endure, to play the role they expected of me. Anna snickered from the corner of the room, enjoying my humiliation. "Father's right. You're nothing but a burden, a stain on our family's reputation." “Shut up.” I growled then immediately regretted it. My father’s eyes flashed with anger. He lifted a hand and it made contact with my skin, making my head spin. “She’s right. You are, like that w***e of your mother.” He sneered and I couldn’t hold the tears anymore. She’s not a w***e! My wolf screamed in pain as the rejection cut through her. We should have gotten used to this by now, but it still hurt when our family treated us like this. “Hurry and help your sisters get dressed. The party already started.” I silently cleaned their shoes and helped them get ready for the moon ball, which we were hosting this year. Alphas from all around we’re going to be present and it was the best party of the year. Or so I heard. I had never attended. Before my mother died I was too young to attend, but now that I was eighteen, I was finally old enough. But my father would never allow that. I was a disgrace. My sisters filed up in the living room while waiting for my father, and I just stood beside the door, looking at them. How I wish I wasn’t the ugliest. They were all pretty and loved by my father, except me. My father walked to the living room and smiled at each of them and then his eyes landed on me, then turned cold. “Gabriella.” He called, and my eyes widened for a second. He always avoided calling me by my name. “Y-yes sir?” I stuttered, feeling uncomfortable under everyone’s stare. He glared at me, then sighed, “Get ready. You are coming with us.” I gasped, I couldn’t believe my ears. “But dad, why?” Fiona, another of my sisters asked in disgust. I felt a pang of betrayal, but I ignored it. He ignored her and gave me a pointed look, “Well we don’t have all day, go get dressed.” I rushed to my room, my heart pounding as I thought over what just happened. It was the most unexpected thing. But I didn’t have time to think about it. I tore through my wardrobe, my eyes scanning the dresses I had. They were either worn out or small. I sighed sitting on the floor. My eye caught a silver dress at the corner of my wardrobe. I pulled it out and sniffed it. It was my mother’s. I wore the dress, the material clinging unto my body. It felt good on my skin. I pulled out my only pair of heels. I put my hair in a messy bun, then wore my mother’s old jewelry. I smiled at my reflection and my wolf sighed. My mother’s face looked back at me. I missed her so much. “Gabriella!” My father called and I ran downstairs, feeling self conscious. Anna chuckled, “Pig.” And she walked out, with Evelyn right behind her. My father eyed me with disgust and we walked out into the car. My sisters were all in the arms of men the minute we walked into the ballroom. Men flocked around my sisters because of their beauty. They were beautiful, but vile evil creatures. I do pity the men they end up with. I knew I was going to end up being sent away. Every slap, kick or insult counted down to the day they would finally get tired of me. But tonight, I wouldn’t think of that. Tonight , i will enjoy myself. I pushed off the wall I leaned against. Men turned to look at me, surprised at my presence. Tonight, I was done hiding. I bumped into someone and the feeling of liquid running down my chest stopped me in my steps. The drink was deep red and successfully ruined my dress, and I felt tears sting my eyes. I looked up to see a man, based on his aura an alpha, but I didn't care about that. His handsome face was twisted in a scowl as he looked down at me in disdain. "You ruined my dress!" I accused him, my voice quivering in anger. He scoffed, "Oh that was a dress? Could have fooled me." I glared at the man, anger boiling within me. "You find this amusing?" I retorted, my voice firm despite the tremor in my hands. His arrogance washed off him in waves, and he sighed, bored. Like I was the one at fault. "If you really need a new dress, you could just wear one of the table clothes. Not really different from the one you have on." I gasped and the people around chuckled. My wolf whimpered and I bolted out of the hall, running all the way home with tears in my eyes. My only day of escaping, and that asshole ruined it.