The Eighteenth
651 Words
CHAPTER ONE
Margaux Lathriona's pov:
"Wake up! Wake up! Riona it's your birthday!come on wake up!" the voice of my bestfriend echoed in my head. I groan in frustration. For heaven sake! I'm still sleepy! As I opened my eyes, Sophia was leaning in the doorframe with arms crossed.
"Sophia what the f**k?! I'm still tired, please let me sleep more." I said whining, blocking my head with my pillow and shutting my tired eyes.
"Come on sleepy head, it's eleven in the morning, and you haven't eaten anything since last night. Wake up, I made pancakes for you!"
She said while walking downstairs.
My stomach growled from what I heard. Then I remembered, she's right it's my birthday. Finally I'm eighteen and there's a chance that I can meet him today. My mate.
Mate...
Truth be told. I don't want a mate. I'm sorry Moon goddess for saying this, but what if he ends up just like my parents? Who hit me everyday when I was young and throw me out of the house when I was 15? What if he didn't want me? As his mate? Who have a dark past, abused by her parents and leaving with her bestfriend that always depending on her? What if he leave me too? No, that's not going to happen, because I will reject him before he broke my heart and cause me pain again.
Standing up from my bed, I slowly walk into my bathroom. I stripped my clothes and hop into the shower.
I felt more relax. 'You're gonna see him today, I can sense it' Joyce said through my head. My wolf. "No, I will reject him" I said while washing my body with some lavander with the hint of vanilla soap. 'You can't do that! We need him and his wolf! You can't resist them! Don't you dare reject them! I swear Margaux Lathriona, if you reject him, I will never talk to you ever again' but before I could reply, she shut me out. I rinse my body and wrapped my body with a fluffy white towel. Then I exited the bathroom.
I decided to wear a simple white halter dress, it's fitted at the upper but flows freely at my mid thigh.
Matching with my two inch strappy heels. I blow dried my blond hair with a few strawberry highlights that end at my waist. I apply some make up not too much just minimal. You know minimal, for me it's just lip tint, mascara and face powder no more.
I stared myself on the mirror, I'm not ashamed of my body, after 'my oh so kind parents' throw me out of the house. I started to work out at least three times a week. Sparring, boxing, kick boxing and running on the treadmill.
I admit my ass is totally molded because of my daily squats. My breast was perfect and round. I'm proud to be a cup c. I have all the curves that's in the right places but my height? Oh moon goddess help me! It sucks! Standing in the mirror, I'm only 5'2! That was an average height, but I wish I have long legs like the other girls.
What if my mate doesn't want me? What if he saw me, he's the one who's reject me first? What if I'm not good enough for him?
Really Riona? You're thinking of him right now? You will reject him remember? Oh right, what the hell I'm thinking?
'Can you please give him a chance? please Lathriona' my wolf begging to me. Chance?
"Fine, I'll give him a chance for you, I'll try" I said. 'Yay! Thank you' my wolf howled in joy.
"Riona! Get down here! Eat up! Now!" the sudden voice of my bestfriend bringing me back to reality.
"I'll give him a chance." I sigh and headed downstairs.
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