Chased By My Bully Alphas

PROLOGUE 2

EIGHT YEARS AGO

I wrapped my white towel around my body once I stepped out of my bathtub, and I stared at my reflection in the oval shaped mirror for too long before letting out a puff of air through my nose and mouth.

There was nothing more I hated than getting dressed for a party that I didn't want to attend. But knowing Luna Angelina, she wouldn't hear a word I'd say about skipping her triplet' birthday.

The mere thought of them sent my tummy churning in disgust. I hated those male wolves with every fibre in my being. They were a constant torn in my flesh, and not each day would pass, would I not be thrown more coal to the already burning flame I was in.

I shook my head, not wanting the unpleasant memories to ruin my morning. I was going to have to put up with their bullying until I found my wolf, which I had been hoping would be when I turned sixteen.

It had been my wish for too long and I was hoping for the moon goddess to fulfill it for me, then I would know for real that she loved little children like myself. I had once lost faith in her but as time went on, when I began to crawl from my childhood into my now early stage of adolescence.

I raked my hand through my hair to smoothen it, seeing as my unruly fiery waves had refused to tame even after adding water to it. Normally, most girls hair would relax after a bath, sticking to their skin like a glove but mine would never do that. While most girls found it to be intriguing, I found it completely annoying. But even though, I wouldn't trade my red curls for the world.

Knowing that my presence would soon be needed downstairs, I walked out of the bathroom and went into my room to change into the beautiful blue floral dress that Luna had gotten me for today's occasion.

After I had adorned myself in my dress and flat heels, I slipped on my bracelet father had gifted me before he passed away years ago. I tied a blue ribbon around my hair, so as to keep them getting into my eyes before leaving for the door.

With a gentle push, the door swung open, and in that instant, my world transformed into a swirling kaleidoscope of colors.

Confetti rained down upon me, showering my hair, my clothes, and my entire being with its whimsical presence. I stood there, stunned and wide eyes as the vibrant paper fragments floated and twirled around me, building a drum of anger within me.

My hands coiled into fists, my teeth gnashing together as anger evaporated within me. I shut my eyes to control my surging rage, my chest rising up and down in torrents. I had never forgotten that there was not a day that I didn't get bullied by the triplets and I thought today, being their birthday, that they would be more focused in making themselves happy rather than causing problems for me.

But I was wrong, at least I had learnt my lessons from those devilish Alphas now. I raised my left arm to my face, swiping my face against it to wipe the confetti that decorated my face. The little act achieved nothing as I was fully clothed in the colors. After a while of trying hard to open my eyes, I finally did and standing in front of me were the three devils who were responsible for this act.

There was no remorse or apology on their faces rather they were all smirking at me, their full white teeth flashing in my direction. I'd do anything just to see those tooth on the floor but I knew I was powerless. Not only were they older and quite stronger than I am, they are still my Alphas and I had to respect them.

“You look awful red hair,” the oldest amongst them, Marshall, teased. He was at the same height as all of them and they had basically the same voice but different body builds. I didn't expect any less, knowing they were triplets after all.

His eyes bore into me, almost challenging me to talk back at him and I remembered what happened to me the last time I did. There was no f*****g way in hell that I was ever going to forget what they all did to me, and I knew that what happened today would be merged into that memory.

“Why are you not talking? Have you suddenly gone dumb?” The youngest one snickered, he seemed to be the one who hated me the most because whenever it was his turn to bully me, he would always go extreme, to which I had no clue why.

I glanced down on my dress before looking back at them. I was on the verge of tears but I managed to stay strong because one thing I had learnt since I was a kid was never to show others that you are weak, and that no matter how weak you are, that one should stay strong because it was only the strong that survives the harsh world we lived in. And I guess that's true, wherever I had it from, whoever told me these words had not told me a fib.

I pointed a finger on my ruined dress, “What happens to this now? What do I say to your mom about it?” I shook my head, knowing that I was in this mess alone. Just what was I going to tell the Luna that happened to the dress she bought me? Although she was a kind woman and mother to me, that was what I was scared of, about giving her headaches every then and now that would prompt her to regret ever picking me up as her child.

“You are such a dummy,” Maxwell threw a pack of what I guessed to be some new dress at me. I caught it before it could land to the floor, clutching it to my chest as I glared at the them.

“You are no less a dummy yourself,” I lashed back at him. “Always finding pleasure in torturing a little girl like myself.“

I didn't wait to see their reaction before I ran back into my room, my back slamming the door on their faces before I cried out, my body sliding down the door.

I let my sorrows out, at least no one would see me crying, still clutching the dress to my chest. After I had managed to get a hold on myself after a while, I got up and made my back to the bathroom that I had not been out for more fifteen minutes.

I got out ten minutes later, all clean and spotless, hoping this time I wouldn't encounter any of their bullying again.