Werewolf Apocalypse

Chapter 15

I don't even know how to describe the past few days of my life.

Some of you may call it the luxurious life you never had but I was hating every second of this torture.

I had a full day routine, a servant every step of the way, a three story building all to myself_that's not counting at least thirty servants running it of course_ I literally got everything I wanted.

But I had a lot on my bucket list too, I had classes as in reaaaalll classes. online classes of courses but it was still so tiring. I was doing business management at one of the best colleges in the world, and believe it when I say I hate everything business_like but of course I had to take the course under Smith's 'what-if-they-put-you-in-charge-of-the-pack's-businesses' lame excuse.

Anyways, if I didn't have class, I was either learning basic survival skills or serious battle skills. I really felt like a living wonder women or something at the moment.

I know you didn't ask but yes... I can kick your butt off.

At least one thing was fair here, if I did my share perfectly I got my share perfectly too. I went shopping for the latest everything I wanted, enjoyed the latest movies on their release date on even before and was allowed to just be lazy on the weekends of course.

I'm currently with my beauty mistress, like seriously I was being taught how to wear the perfect makeup and manners or more like behaviors fit for a Luna. I was hating it.

But I had my drive. My father had to see what a fine young lady I'd became, I hate to admit it but I was doing this just because of him.

I had power control classes with the best master but of course I gave him a hard time. It was easy for him to teach wolves with just blue or red powers but with my combination, I usually distorted his mind and made him act so funny that Smith once actually threatened to fire him until of course he found who was behind it and yeah I got my share of the punishment.

Okay, long story short it's been a month and I'm learning how to be a Luna to the most dangerous pack and a mate to the most fierce and powerful man.

As much as I was engrossed in this, I sometimes thought that maybe the life I'm living isn't really mine. I mean how in the world could I have been given these rare powers. I hope there is no evil villain out there trying to kill or kidnap me because of my powers.

At times I would let my head wonder about things like, how my friends were? how Garza was? And pretty much anything to release some boredom.

Smith told me that after my I was found, there was no point in Garza anymore so they shut the whole thing down and sent everyone one back home.

one night before the closure though, they hosted a big party with such an arrangement that everyone in the academy met the rest of their peers and no it's not for bonding, it was rather to help the students to find their respective mates. News has it that atleast five hundred couples met that day.

Mia found her mate but poor little Lucas went back home empty handed. Everyone at our pack expected to see the new Luna but of course there was none, and atleast he got to have his first shift surrounded by his loved ones.

"what are you doing?" Smith asked as he entered the room.

I shuffled around looking for my art supplies and acting all busy_ I was supposed to be multitasking.

Smith thinks that skin care routines and everything else I did with the beauty master wasn't work so I had to pair it up with something else.

"practicing my art sir" I said dipping my brush in the paint.

They funny part is, they made sure that I practiced everything known to man so that I'll be possessing everything the lunatic alpha would probably want. If he was the artistic guy, his Luna knew how to paint, act, sing and if he was the nature guy, his Luna had a great passion for flowers and knew more than a thousand different types

I went out my way to please Mr Smith but of course the ungrateful brat _I can't believe I actually said that_ never cared.

seriously, smith always had a reason to be mad at me and once when I stood up for myself, he told me that he was preparing me to get used to my future mate, but this was torture and I couldn't handle it. After every fight of ours, he would lock me up in my room until I was able to smile and act like nothing happened.

They wanted to make sure that I would never complain or shout back to my so called mate. My life is officially a living nightmare in the worst horror movies on the planet.

I had to be the perfect lady who will know the value of my mate, his time, his power and most importantly the world. I was tought how to control my anger and focus it to something much more refreshing and relieving before I can plaster the fake smile on my face again.

day after day I found it way easier to control my powers than the inverse. I found out that I was capable of much more than just controlling objects... I could control people, or should we just say possess them? Because I could literally make anyone do anything for me.

BUT THEN IT STRUCK!

The Alpha was holding a whipping ritual in three months.

This is a ritual through which next in line alphas who have had no luck finding their mates used to find a female strong enough to be their luna.

This is literally a survival game! female enter either voluntary or involuntary and they are whipped until they die or give up, and the last one standing wins.

A lot of ladies are that desperate to be a Luna... I guess!

They however are not and will never be their mates! They just need to fulfill their duties as alphas which include providing a Luna for the pack and future Alpha so they need a female partner for that.

This was a lot of pressure on our side, I was suddenly expected to sleep for three hours a day and there was absolutely zero breaks in my schedule by now!

I was constantly ill and by now, I was used to my body shutting down on me at least twice a day. My body was constantly disobeying me and Chris was getting more and more annoyed. I've had atleast fifty of his slaps in just this month and there was no clear path out of this.

I was constantly battling for survival, with the training grounds turning into real death scenario every other day.

UNTIL

I thought to myself, I was dying anyways so why not die a hero?

That's when I made the biggest decision of my whole life!

I WAS GOING TO ESCAPE THIS HELLHOLE!