The Rejected Goddess

Chapter 1

Camila's POV:

I was deep in my slumber world.

Resting and sleeping on the bed.

It all lasted until I heard a ear-bleeding and irritating voice filled with venom and pure hatred.

'Camila!! Come her you, lazy cow!! Or I'll kick you out. ' yelled my mom in an angry tone.

I groaned loudly, not as loud for my mother to hear.

'Coming' I yelled back at her in a sleepy tone.

I got up and sat on my bed yawning slightly.

I stretched my hands up in the air.

I opened my blue eyes lazily and looked around in my room.

'Oh it's morning again?' I thought while looking outside my open window.

I got up and opened my room's door.

I started walking down stairs, only to see my family sitting on the dining table and looking at me like I was trash or something.

'Where is my breakfast?' yelled my brother at me, he was looking like he was gonna explode right here.

'I'm making.' I said with no expression.

'Lazy Cow!' said my younger sister smirking evilly at me.

's**t' I mumbled under my breath.

'What you just said??' my sister asked with complete hatred.

'Nothing' I said and started walking towards the kitchen counter to make breakfast, as I was on my way I was pulled back by my arm.

I was confused, then I began to look back, but as my luck.

An uninvited slap sting across my cheek, making my cheek red.

Then I somehow opened my eyes.

There she was, standing in front of me with an evil smirk on her lips.

I just want to rip that smirk of her nasty face.

'Don't dare you call me names again.' she said while looking disgust at me.

My eyes looked away from her to my brother and my mom, who were smirking and then bursting out laughing.

I held backy tears, I'm not as weak as they think.

I walked away from my sister, towards the counter and started making chocolate pancakes for my family.

After making the breakfast and serving the food, I took my plate and ran away from the kitchen.

I hid in the storage room.

I was in tears.

Dad, why did you left me in this hell. Why?

What I did to deserve this? Why me? Why Dad, why?

Then I managed to eat my food with my shaky hands.

Oh, I never told you about me, right?

No problem, I'll tell you now.

Hey there, I'm Camila Rey from America. I'm 16 and yes, you heard right.

I'm a proud Werewolf.

I'll get to shift in my wolf at my 17th Birthday.

I have dark chocolaty brown hair and ocean blue eyes with a fair skin.

I'm not fat, but I'm not slim. I'm medium.

I have the worst family ever.

My mom beats me, the one who should take my care!

My elder brother, his name is Bryan Rey. He abuses and bullies me, the one who should protect me!

And lastly my sister, name is Mira Rey. She makes fun of me, bullies and abuses me, the one who should take my side!

Such a shame, right? Ik

Well, this is all s**t about my life which is a complete hell for me.

I only love one person, he is my dad who died while saving me.

He is the one for me and forever.