Her Unscentable Wolf

Maid At Home

School is finally out, which I can't even say I'm aesthetic to be going home. The sun extremely burning, and I had to walk home. The school being far in the outskirts of town. Not that there isn't public transportation, but that no wants to be in the same space as me. Kamila being the one feeding them to that decision. She just wants to make sure that she makes my life as hard as she possibly can. Truly, she's succeeding in every way.

When I got home, the sun had already settled. Everyone is already gone for training. Kamila as the future Beta, so she has to go training each day. Whilst, I can't even defend myself, even if I was attacked by a human, so much they think.

I remove sweaty clothes that reek heat and set them aside. I find fresh ones, and immediately I'm ready to start my daily chores.

At the laundry room, a pile of clothes is waiting for me. It's been only a week, and the number of clothes waiting for me is a month's worth. It's not surprising because they literally change clothes three times a day.

But I can't complain. Who am I going to complain to? No one is willing to listen to me anyways. And telling granny will only make things worse for me.

When I was done with laundry, it was down to cleaning the house. I had to make sure everything is dusted and polished. The floor is sparkling clean.

They will be coming back soon, and so I have to cook and make sure they find everything waiting for them.

Sure, I'm tired, but there's no resting until I make sure they are all satisfied. And that's my everyday life. Being a servant of my own family.

The doors open soon as I finish setting up the table.

"Only a few months left, until you claim your title. You'll make such a wonderful Beta," I hear Veronica, who's supposedly my mother.

" Or maybe the Luna. I think I'll make a great Luna, " Kamila states. I just roll my eyes, almost out of my sockets.

" What makes you think that? " Father inquires with a bit of amusement. All of them following each other to the dining area. Ready to be served by their delightful servant.

" C'mon dad. Everyone knows Alpha Asher has the hearts for me. And I think we are fated, " she dreams. She's the strongest girl in the pack, and sure she's beautiful. But I don't think so.

" Alpha Asher hasn't found his mate yet? It's been years now, " Veronica says. At this point, I'm carrying the food to the table. They don't even acknowledge my presence, only the food laid out in front of them.

" No. And that's why I believe it's me. We just have that connection between us, " she sang. " And he's coming back soon. I'm planning him a welcome back party and my birthday the same day, " she adds. That's so stupid. What the heck is a welcome back party. For what? I do at least understand the birthday party since it's her 18th birthday. It should be special to her because it's the day she's most likely to find her mate. Or rather, find out that Alpha Asher is her mate.

But that means I too, might find my mate, and that worries me most. Because after all we share the birth date.

"That's a fantastic idea, sweetie. You're such a genius," Veronica chimes in. Of course, they validate it. As long, it's spoken by the princess, it's a brilliant idea.

"Anything I can do for you…" Finally, they notice my presence amongst them.

"Why are you still here? Leave, now," Kamila snaps, annoyed to even look at me. " Jeez. What's wrong with her?" She mutters as I aimlessly walk away.

"Don't mind her sweetie. So tell me more about this party of yours," Veronica continues, without even caring how Kamila chased me away. It's outstanding that she can't show a bit of remorse, and yet I came out of her womb. Going to hours of labor, with all that pain and not even a bit of affection?

That's just grade-A hatred.

I walk to my room, which is down in the basement. The moment you open, you can smell the musty odor of the room. With mold all around. I try so hard to clean, but it's just helpless. The dewiness in the room usually messing my clothes. Either with a terrible smell or mold.

I can't even afford new clothes. I'm depending on Kamila and her friends. At least good enough not to walk naked on the streets.

I crunch down on the old mattress covered by a worn out blankets, barely even keeping me warm. Next to it, an old lamp, that I use to write all my school work.

I lay down, my mind still stuck on the topic of mates. 18th birthdays are the day every werewolf is capable of finding their mates. And they say it's like finding the missing link in your life, the one that completes you. Where you will find fulfillment, and happiness. Every so often, I just wish they can come and save me from this place. But so often my dreams of a perfect mate come crumbling down. How can I complete someone if I'm not complete myself? Fulfill and make someone else happy, yet I'm struggling to be all that for myself.

But as I am, I don't know if they'll accept me. Most likely they are going to reject me. Seeing how everyone has treated me, it's hard to believe there's someone genuine enough to accept me in their lives. No one would want to be with someone like me. A weak wolfless Omega.

And once in a while it breaks my heart knowing I might never find true happiness.

It's not considered as a curse only in my pack, but everywhere around. They can't say I'm a late bloomer. The latest is at the age of 16, and soon I'm literally turning 18. I'm also even starting to believe that I'm cursed. This cannot be real.

I guess I should only keep my hopes in leaving this place. Outside that, there's no hope.

But I know I can't continue my life like this forever. This is not a way any person should live.

I take my books finally and start doing my work. After all, this is my only hope of freedom.