Broken Queen

You would think I would be loved and live a glamorous life, being that my grandmother is the Goddess Selene and my mother is a queen. Instead I’m cursed by my own mother to suffer for all eternity. My life has always been planned for me and destiny had a desire to make me suffer. My birth was met with violence from everyone. My father wanted me more than life it’s self. My mother did not for her being pregnant was a curse to her and her only desire for a child if it was a boy. See my grandmother has two daughters and the one who does not bare children would eventually take over her role. My Aunt Stella always wanted kids and never wanted the position being the oldest. But after years of trying my Aunt Stella soon realized her and her mate will never have the chance to be parents. So when Selah my mother became pregnant she offered her to me and she would take over for her instead. Well that lead to a huge rift between my parents. My father the King always wanted a child and the fact that his mate was denying him his child and his heir caused a problem. But my timing couldn’t have been more off. Many who wanted to overthrow the King and Queen seized on to this very opportunity. An everything came to an head on the day I was born. King Apollo P.O.V War had reached the palace and fighting was everywhere. All wanted to do was make sure my mate and baby was safe. As I’m racing through the corridors, hear Stella scream. I rush towards them, I see Stella trying to protect Selah, who seems to be in labor. Before I could rush to help her I hear her mate Ryan screaming her name. I mind link him our location and tell him to come up on the other side. We soon had this rogue cornered, but before I could launch my attack, my vision becomes blurry and I began to see darkness but all I can hear is Selah calling me and Stella and Ryan telling us both to hold on. Before everything fades to black. Queen Selah’s P.O.V I couldn’t believe it my sister and my mate, all because of some stupid child. After the war we came out victorious but not without damage. Ryan had ran Stella to the infirmary because I insisted upon it. Getting off the floor, not wanting to continue to look at my mate’s lifeless body. I began to walk to survey the damage, ignoring my contractions and hoping that this baby would drop dead and bring me back what I lost. It doesn’t take me long until stumble upon my best friend. I get closer to her body, her beautiful face looked peaceful. I reach for Aria’s hand and tell her I’m going to take care of Harlem. After while I get up and start walking again not knowing where my body was taking me, just lost in a daze, that I didn’t even realize I had walked into the garden. I drop to my knees in front of the lake and look up at the sky. This baby deserves to be born into darkness, but instead my mother choose to bless this hideous thing with a full moon, the blasphemy. Mother come out here now, you knew and you did nothing. Why, I screamed with tears in my eyes. I then feel her presence, she begins to speak to me. “ Do you really wish that upon her.” Yes, I spat dryly, I hope she suffers for all eternity and never know happiness and joy. I curse this thing from the depths of my soul. Selah, do you really wish that. YES! I’ve lost my mate, my best friends and my sister is fighting for her life I wish for this thing to suffer and to think you made Harlem his mate. I know have to tell him his parents are dead. I’ll make him another mate so he won’t have to stuck with a murder. As the tears roll down my eyes, I began to feel a sharp pain course through me. You’ve reached your limit and she’ll be hear soon, you’ve always been my stubborn child and I know I can’t change your mind and I won’t interfere with your wishes, my mother says. At least she knows I meant, I hear her whisper goodbye, as I begin to push. Once I heard crying, I stopped and sighed, searching for a rock only unable to find one. I reach down and grab the umbilical cord and using my claw I cut it. “Shut the f**k up, no one cares.” I get up off the ground and take one look back at the castle and walk into my new role as Selene. Ryan Finally letting go of Stella’s hand, I head out the hospital wing in search of Selah. I follow the her scent all the way to the garden. But before I could catch her she’s engulfed in moonlight. I slowly walk over to where she was just standing and find the newborn just laying there. I pick her up, all I wanted to do was to leave her there to rot but I made a promise to my wife. You have ruined numerous lives today, you disgusting peace of s**t, I snarl. Let’s name you Mixtake, that’s suiting seeing as though that’s what you are. I head back towards the castle. I get mindlink from one of the warriors saying the King’s body is no where to be found. An that they found Harlem unharmed I was relieved. Harlem’s my best friend’s only child and I promised James and Aria I would take care him the same promise Selah and Apollo could no longer fulfill. It’s been a week since the war ended, I’m now acting King and a father to a one year old. I handed that rat over to a friend of ours who runs the orphanage in our pack. Stella was still in a coma and the King nowhere, I only pray to Selene that things would get better. Max’s P.O.V 8 years later…… Max sat on the cold stone floor waiting to hear his footsteps echo as he makes his way down to her cell. As the silver collar dug deeper into her neck causing bleeding. Her wolf whimpered, please stop moving it hurts. Your right, sorry Aurora, I’ll sit still. As she pulled her knees to her chest and placed her head on them. Here she is once again being punished for existing. The whole world knew who she was and they hated her. Everyone likes to remind her too. She’s been in this orphanage since she was born. She was dropped off by the Beta and that was it. She starts school soon and she’s not excited about it. As my head becomes overwhelmed with thoughts. I’m suddenly brought out of them when I feel a sting across my knees. I don’t have to lift my head to know it’s the Director Kory. He’s my main tormentor, he’s nice to everyone except me. He says I look like her referring to the Queen and said she was the love of his life. An everything he couldn’t do with her, he does with me. Most times I just take it say nothing and it will be over before I know it. I used to long for the end but soon realized I was cursed. No matter how I tried, what I tried I continued to be here and soon I just gave up. I’m brought from thoughts again when I hear the rattling of the chains being brought from their hooks on the wall. I feel his breath on my ear. Next time you are told to do something you do it, your lucky I’m in a good mood. In fact I have a surprise for you, he says. Still not moving I continue to listen. In a few days I’ll give you a gift of independence. I know longer can stand looking at you, so soon you’ll be able to leave. Isn’t that wonderful, you get to be free. I can’t wait to see how long it last until you come crawling back, enjoy you filthy b***h. An proceeds to kick me. I double over due to pain. Vision begins to blur and soon I’m engulfed in darkness. as I begin to wake I feel soaked to the bone and a deep chill. I begin to slowly open my eyes, it’s dark. I slowly sit up, I realize I’m in a back alley of an abandon building. My bones ache from the cold and years of abuse and r**e don’t help the ache I feel. I pull myself close to the building and bring my knees to my chest. The director wants me to crawl back begging for a place to stay and to be his personal slave. But I’ll never return if I can survive 8 years in that hell hole, I’ll make it out here. With determination to live I slowly close my eyes and drift into sleep, with only the rags of my clothes providing little warmth. Tomorrow I’ll see what I can do to make some money, but for now darkness grabs me and my wolf Aurora comforts me. I wake up to the sound of yelling. “I’m looking for someone a bit younger, if you know what I mean.” No offense mister but if an 18 year old isn’t young enough for you then I can’t help and honestly if you like that young you definitely need help. I didn’t ask for an w***e’s opinion. I decided to get closer to the two arguing. You sick bastard, I’ll go to the police. Police won’t believe a prostitute, you useless b***h. Without thinking I walked right up to the middle of them. I ask him, how much are you willing to pay. They both seemed shocked but that’s least of my problems. The lady final gains her senses and says she wants know parts of this transaction and leaves. The man looks at me for a minute. How much are you willing to pay, I ask again. He finally speaks, how can I be sure this isn’t a setup. You seemed really determined before I walked up to pay. What’s your name kid. It’s Max, so how much is the gig. It’s 5,000 and it includes a place to stay for a month. Are you sure you know what your getting into kid. Guys like you all the same you want someone submissive, that’s the only thing that matters. He lights a cigarette, takes a puff, smart for a kid, won’t your family know your missing, also what pack are you from. I’m taken back by the last question. I hadn’t thought about where I was and if I was trespassing in another person’s territory. What state is this and who’s land am I on. Kid, you don’t know where you are. No, mister I’ve never left the orphanage until now. What they throw you out, he jokes while putting the cigarette out. I ignore it, so when can I start. Unfortunately, kid I’m going to pass you being here overhearing me an Blair’s conversation is a bit to convenient. With that he walks away, leaving me standing there in the cold. But it now gives me an inkling on how to survive. Of course the director wasn’t the only man in need, so I’ll use what I have to survive. Six months later… I get up out of bed and make my way to the shower the water thawing out the numbs of my bones. Dammit, my clients can be overwhelming, I should skip school. “No, you can’t do that, I may not approve of your lifestyle, but I refuse to let you give up on your education”, Aurora says. Your right, I’ll go to school, since enrolling myself I’ve met the prince of wolves Harlem and his princess Chelsea. Harlem makes my life a little hellish and Chelsea’s your stereotypical beauty and brains kind of girl. Unfortunately for them they are drawn to me due to our bond and my curse. Also because of my own lineage that I’m able to sense the mate bond early then most. I check the weather after finishing getting dress and lost in my thoughts. Once I’m done I grab my bag and head to misery. I’m sorry I meant school. Today is going to suck like any other day Max. I reach the building wanting to escape, but if I’m going to build a business, I gotta start with educating myself, that and my wolf keeps threatening to abandon me if I don’t go. Which in all honesty would hurt like hell. She’s made it this far with me through my abuse and my business but education is where she draws the line and refuses to budge. I enter class and immediately bury myself in a book. Teachers and staff pretend I don’t exist and I’m okay with that. Many still haven’t recovered from the Rogue Raids that happened when I was born. So many packs and lives having to rebuild. With many blaming me as the reason our kingdom was so unprepared. People don’t know my name but my face, especially my eyes are a dead give away and once they realize that I’m Max the Mistake, they show their true colors. I’m half way through the school day and all I can think about is my next client. He’s a bit of an oddball, just like Aurora, he insists that school is a must. But he also helps me manage the money I make. As well as investments that are lucrative. I giggle, lucrative, people would laugh hearing that word come from an 8 year old. But I’m not an normal child and don’t have normal circumstances. He also acts as my guardian which helped me register for school. I hear the final bell ring, packing up all my stuff and head home. Harlem was a little too quite today, don’t you think so, Rora, my nickname for my wolf. He was wasn’t he and Loki hardly said anything to me either. Oh, which means tomorrow’s the anniversary. I’m afraid so Max, which means it’s best we stay home tomorrow. I agree, with that Rora goes to her quite space in my mind. Tomorrow’s the anniversary and my birthday, yah me I survived another year. I finally make it home and walk into my room. I see Mathew came by earlier to set up. I take a warm shower and prepare for work. I’m just about finish when I hear him come in. “How was school”, he asks as he sits down on chaise. It was okay, the usual shitty day, I have, how was work. Instead of answering he gets up, walks over to the window and stares for a bit. When he finally turns in my direction, I’m fully dressed and ready for work. Often forget that your a child, so mature for your age. I look at him dumbfounded. I collect myself. Let’s get to work, there’s money to be made. Instead of his usual smirk. He points to the chaise and tells me to have a seat. Your acting weird, this isn’t like you. Even though we haven’t know each other that long he’s been pretty helpful. I flop down and cross my legs, anticipating some sort of cut off and mentally preparing how to work out my finances if push come to shove. I just want to know what your plans are because you can’t do this forever. I look him dead in the face and laugh. He doesn’t seem to amused. But the reality is this is my life. I need to know what your goals are, I just want you to succeed Max. I’ll think about it, now can we get to work. Sure, why not. He walks over to the set up, ready when you are. We get done a little after midnight. Happy with the way everything turned out. We call it a day. As soon as he’s gone, realization hits me. I don’t have any goals, but I don’t want to continue making money this way. So I guess I’ll focus on generating revenue. It’s stainable and practical. I shower and head to bed. Preparing to do it all again. Tomorrow. 4 years later… I’m sitting in my tub just waiting for Mathew to show up. I can barely feel my contractions but I know it’s now or never. I began to push, what felt like an eternity. I soon heard the cry’s of my baby. I clean her up and wrap her in a blanket. I can’t believe it is would I should be saying but I can. I at 13 have a kid. A kid with a kid the irony. She’s mine and Mathew’s baby, I learned is wife was infertile and wanted to help. Lost in my thoughts, I never heard him come in. She’s everything he says. “ Oh s**t”, I screamed. Sorry I just couldn’t help myself. I can’t wait to take her home. For the first 6 months she’ll be with me and after she goes to Mathew and Annalise. The next few months were a blur and just like that my baby went to her new parents. Mathew sat down with before leaving saying that they were open to contact. An that it would be the end of him as my advisor for legal reasons. I understood and had learned a lot from him to manage myself. Also had decided to invest in other areas of revenue. So I’ve count down on my screen time. I now film 3 times a month compared to the 6-8 times. I’m still in school, though I’m an honor student, never attend the events. Harlem’s gotten more aggressive and demanding. Chelsea and her crew are still assholes. I bought my first house and I’m currently working on remodeling. You would think I would find peace in all this right? Nope, not even close. Harlem’s been more into the physical and just when I think it won’t go any further. Life laughed at my request. I was working late after school on a project. I know the boys had access to the gym for practice, so I decided to work on it in an abandoned classroom all the way on the other side of school. I must have been lost in my thoughts. When I realized he was behind me. Ummm, can I help you? I can’t just watch, it’s my project as well. Prince Harlem, I’ll do my best you don’t need to worry. I’ll make sure that the best will be presented in class on Monday. Besides it’s late and I’m sure your Uncle will be worried. I quickly move to grab my stuff. But I was soon forcefully slammed on to the desk. The look in his eyes I knew very well, nothing I could do would save me from him. In my defense I’m use to this but for this to happen to you by your mate it’s devastating. I just did what I did best and blacked out. Not counting the clock, screaming for help or pray that it will stop and someone will come and rescue me. I don’t open my eyes until I hear his foots echo through the hall. I gather myself up and pick up my things and head to the girls locker room. After showering I go to my locker and grab an extra outfit I keep in here for my weekly run it wit staff. I get dress and head home, it’s a little after 6 so I’ve missed the last bus home. I take the 5 mile walk home excited to just crawl in bed. You know it would be faster if we shift, right? Says Rora. Yeah, but then we would have to run with all this stuff, it’s just better to walk. Okay, if you say, she says as she disappears quietly to the back of my mind. It feels like forever and it’s about 9 something when I finally reach the gate. Security buzz’s me and I begin the walk up hill to my house. It’s a gorgeous property that sits on 40 acres of land. I designed the entire estate. I know it sounds unbelievable a soon to be 14 year old with a million dollar estate. I make good money and it’s my safe haven. I finally reach the front door, ready to just be done with today. When our Alpha’s voice comes through. Training and patrol he says and then disconnects. I trudge upstairs and change and prepare to be thrown and punched like a punching bag. After getting ready I head to the back of my estate line and start walking towards the northern border of our territory. After a 20 minute walk, I reach my post and prepare to pull an all nighter alone. I’m usually scheduled alone or if someone is with me it ends up bad for me. I personally prefer on my own. I walk and do some homework before you know it sun had rise and it was time for training. I gather my things and walk towards the packs training grounds. I arrive just in time to see Beta Louis and Gamma Dennis setting up. I silently say a prayer that today’s training will have me buried. Anytime I’m asked to train it’s for torture rather than training. “If it isn’t our favorite little killer”, says Gamma Dennis. Let’s just get this s**t over with Beta Louis commands. I sigh as I get into my defense position and prepare for the onslaught of punches. Once in I hear go and I immediately feel a right punch to the face and left to my side. I hear a crack and knew it was my ribs but they continued. Punch after punch felt like eternity, finally ended after two hours. I don’t need a mirror or doctor to know what’s broken and bruised. As I await their dismissal of me, an alert goes out for rogue spotting. They release me as they head to investigate. Finally, I grab my things and rush home. I won’t be able to go to school for awhile do to my severe injuries.