Chapter 1
Elsa's Point of View
The loud alarm woke me from sleep, and I groaned while rubbing my eyes. Each morning felt to me like an unsuccessful struggle against an unrelenting opponent. I found school excruciating, and my dreading compounded daily. The way people stared at me filled me with disgust. They looked at me as though I were an unusual creature meant for scientific examination rather than someone who was just human.
This attention came to me without my request. I didn’t want people to treat me as special because of my father's identity. My identity was Elsa Grace Hawthorne, who happened to be Alpha Dominic Asher Thornfield's daughter. And the truth? I never wanted to date men who used me as a ticket to obtain power or control. Being the Alpha's daughter meant people saw me as a prize they needed to win, which was not the attention I wanted.
The benefits of being Alpha's daughter had the price of numerous disadvantages. Everyone approached me because they wanted something from my family's position. They didn’t care who I was. The power of my family was the only thing that mattered to them. And I hated it.
I stand as the offspring of Frostclaw Pack's Alpha, alongside which mighty werewolf packs in our territory exist. The pack holds considerable reputation because of its linking relationship with the neighboring royal Shadowridge Pack. I don't conform to the role they want forced upon me. The succession for Alpha falls onto my brother Magnus. Magnus holds the birthright advantage of being born 15 minutes before me, which he constantly reminds me about.
Mathias commands pack operations from his Alpha rank, and my brother Magnus stands ready to inherit his title when necessary. But me? I hold the position of alpha female, which gives me power, but I will not lead the pack. Magnus holds that position while I do not.
And then there’s my mother. The idea of excellence consumes Luna's thoughts so completely that she fails to see me at all. Since departing into the persona of Luna, she doesn’t acknowledge my presence alongside her.
I only receive genuine care from Magnus. He’s the one who makes me feel like I have worth to him. Magnus is the person who shows me that I am important. Magnus defends me against troublemakers while reminding me he will become Alpha, but I understand his true concern for me. My survival relies completely on him.
Freya and Lila stand out as the people who matter to me besides Magnus. They’re my best friends. They stand by me through every situation. When I face difficulties at school and pack politics become too heavy, I have their reliable support.
I feel like change is about to transform my entire life. Magnus prepares to enter Alpha training very soon. He will be away for two years, and although I feel happy for him and look forward to his future, I know it will be difficult for me. Don’t tell him that, though. His ego already reaches maximum size.
It’s not just that. The future Alpha of the Shadowridge Pack Tristan Elias Norwood remains another important issue for me. I’ve had this silly crush on him since childhood, but he never paid attention to me until he proposed to Lila. That stung. A lot. I attempted to move past him but found it much harder to accomplish than I expected. Your emotions don’t operate like a light switch that you can simply turn off.
So, I’m trying to move on. I have to. According to my belief system, I know that the right moment will trigger the arrival of my destined mate into my existence. Perhaps life will change, and all elements will align perfectly. I’m not expecting anything to happen anytime soon.
The morning routine starts with the difficult task of leaving my bed. Beneath the covers, everything feels warm and inviting as the comfort holds me snug like a protective shield. I release a sigh because I must face the day.
The door opens abruptly without any knock.
“Really, Magnus? You could at least knock!” I groaned, rubbing my eyes.
The sound of his laughter echoed throughout the room, which caused me to roll my eyes. “Where’s the fun in that? I needed to witness your morning grumpiness before you woke up completely.”
You’ve seen it now, so what do you want? What do you want?”
He grinned from ear to ear as he warned me that we would be late for school if I didn’t get up.
I groaned in protest. What makes you anticipate school every day?
He shrugged, still smiling. You’re not alone in your dislike of school.
No worries about you having amazing grades since you attract everyone with your natural allure at school. With your future academic success already secured, school has turned effortless for you.
The school year is nearly finished, so there's no point in making it any harder. Get up and get dressed.” He spoke in a playful tone, yet I understood his point.
I agreed reluctantly and stood up from my bed. You’ll find me downstairs after 20 minutes.
I entered the bathroom, where I activated the shower, adjusted the temperature, and stood beneath the cascading hot water. I took my roasted strawberry and vanilla shampoo and massaged it through my hair. When my entire world seemed unmanageable, I found that particular scent gave me tranquility and peace. After applying conditioner to my hair, I allowed it to remain while I rinsed myself.
Once I finished drying myself, I wrapped my hair in a towel before entering my closet. I selected basic clothing, including a pair of aged jeans together with a white off-shoulder top. I slipped into my lacy undergarments before getting dressed in a hurry. I didn’t apply a full makeup look today, simply using eyeliner and mascara to enhance how together I felt. The dark brown locks at my lower back took on long waves through the process of blow-drying.
My height reached 5’11”, which put me a few inches above Magnus. Standing 5’11” made me noticeable to everyone while I disliked receiving all the unwanted attention. Graham Day's popularity among girls at school made things worse for me. He showed no interest toward the girls because he remained faithful to his friend, which I admired. He treated me with kindness throughout our time together, and I noticed his special feelings for Freya. Their interactions caused me slight heartache, yet I wished for their happiness.
I took my bag and headed downstairs to the kitchen where my parents were eating breakfast. I took a seat next to Magnus, but my parents gave me no recognition. The familiar quiet atmosphere surrounded us while we ate. The silence between us was awkward because we both realized we had nothing to say.
Magnus and I departed from the house together after finishing breakfast. We entered his car and drove without speaking while the engine noise occupied the space between us. The moment we started driving away from the driveway, my favorite song began playing on the radio. A deep breath escaped me as I paused to relax and then enjoyed this precious moment before we resumed daily responsibilities.