You can call me Amaeirah

My life

My life has been nothing but great, my parents loved me, my brother always protected me, my sister was my favorite person in the whole world and I had the greatest friends, Until I turned 14. I did not get my wolf like I was supposed to. Once you turn 14 you should get your wolf, I still haven't gotten my wolf and it's been 2 years now. 

At this point I am the outcast, my family hates me, I don't have anyone who I can call a friend. I am literally the punching bag of the pack. I am vulnerable, since I haven't gotten my wolf yet and now everyone in the pack sees this as a sign that I was born to take their anger and sadness away by standing still so that they can hurt me.

I haven't found my mate either and I can really do with someone who will save me from this hell I call life right about now. I don't think I will find my mate, after everything I've been through. I think the Moon Goddess made a mistake by creating me.

Today the Alpha's sun and future alpha of Bloodmoon pack, Elijah Rodrigues returns from his alpha training. He has been gone for just over 3 years, he was my brother's best friend before he left for the training. Me and Elijah got along well, when my brother wasn't around to protect me he would always stand in for him by keeping me safe and out of trouble. He is a reasonable and properly raised boy, he was 16 when he left so he is 19 and turning 20 this year.

I really hope he would change things around here when he returns and finds out how the pack has been treating me the past 2 years. In my whole 14 years of life before all this started, I haven't faced the amount of pain that I face everyday now for the past couple of years.

It is currently 5:00 am and I don't think I can handle one more day. I have to get up now, so without a second thaught I throw the blanket off of my body and get up from my old matress that I have been using for the past 2 years. I was thrown out of the house a week after my 14th birthday when my parents realized that I don't have a wolf and probably won't get one either. I live in an old apartment that has one bedroom with a bathroom and a small kitchen, It doesn't have electricity or warm water so I have to shower in cold water.

After my shower I dress in my worn out work clothes and tie my hair in a high ponytail. It's a 10 minute walk from my apartment to the packhouse, I am already late so I rushed out of my apartment to get to work. For some reason I feel weird today, my heart feels fragile and I am on the vurge of tears only thinking of what might happen today. My skin feels colder than usual and I have a headache that could kill.

Once I get to the packhouse I go in through the backdoor so that no one will see that I am here. I don't think anyone is awake yet but just for incase, I peek around the corner of the living room to make sure no one is in there. Once I see no one, I hurry into the kitchen to start preparing for breakfast so that I can feed the pack. I cook for the whole pack that consists of 430 wolves everyday. Today I am cooking bacon and eggs with waffles and syrup. After I am done cooking I start preparing the dining table for the pack. It is around 8 am now and the beta, a.k.a my father will be awake soon.

I put the food into plates and wait for the pack to come in so that they can tell me what they want to drink. I stopped assuming what they would drink after John the 3rd in command's son threw me with hot coffee. My father has already woken up and is sitting at the end of the table next to the alpha's seat. 

He hasn't spoken a word to me since the day I was thrown out of the house, so I am not bothered to prepare the table while he is there. I won't assume that he feels guilty about what happened because he could have done something to stop mom from hurting me the day she threw me out of the house.

Soon after I prepared everything the pack starts rushing into the dining room to get breakfast. Just before I enter the dining room to get the choice of drinks for the day, I hear a loud crash. So I hurry into the dining room to clean up the possible mess, I am not surprised to see that Tony ,one of the pups, has bumped into one of the small coffee tables. The flower vase that was on top of it fell of and shattered into a thousand pieces. So I start cleaning up. 

While I am cleaning up the mess, the aplha enters the dining room and my heart drops to my stomach, just like I thaught he would, he rushes to my side and pulls me up by the hem of my shirt. "What have you done now you b***h!" he screams in my face. I keep my eyes to the ground, because I was forbidden to look at any pack members in the eyes.

"Alpha it was me, I bumped into the table and the vase fell off of the table, I am sorry alpha it wasn't Aelianah, it was me" Tony the little pup says. I am shocked beyond words, this is the first time in 2 years that someone has stood up for me. "I know that this filthy female has done something wrong, you don't have to take the blame for something that this wortless b***h has done" after the alpha said that Tony did not say a word further.