Humiliated
1269 Words
Jasmine's POV
Hell. Pure hell. That's what my life has become ever since that day. The day that changed my life forever.
My family and I were members of the Red Valley Pack here in Cincinnati, Ohio. We were the strongest pack in the whole state. No one dared to mess with us, as we were feared among many. Our warriors were brutal when they fought. Our alpha was strong and fearless. My dad was the alpha's second-in-command — his beta.
Yes, I'm the beta's daughter. My dad's name is Daniel White. I grew up with a wonderful childhood. I had many friends here at the pack, since I was the beta's daughter. Everyone loved me. My family and I lived on the second floor of the packhouse. The alpha and his family stayed on top. The omegas lived on the bottom floor.
When I was born, many said I looked just like my mother, with my tan skin, thick brown hair, and hazel eyes. It's true. My mother, Jessica, also sports the same brown hair, though hers is a shade lighter. My hair is so dark brown it almost looks black. We have the same eyes as well as the same dimples.
I have a crescent moon birthmark on my lower stomach. Mom says to keep it always hidden. She says it is a gift, though I don't know what for, but I do as she says. My brother, on the other hand, is a replica of my father. They both have dirty blonde hair and blue eyes and are six feet tall. I was also blessed with my mother's curves.
Tia, Tamera, and Sabrina were my closest friends. Tia and Tamera are twins and are the same age as me. They both have blonde hair and green eyes. Sabrina is an only child who always referred to me as her sister. She is one year older than I am, with black hair and blue eyes. They are all omegas.
Ever since I was born, everyone adored me and wanted to keep me around. They probably thought it would give them some advantages, but I adored the attention anyway. I was the apple of my family's eye.
My brother Darnell is two years older than me and was very protective of me. He never let any male around me that he didn't trust, other than his best friend, our alpha's son Oliver Shemus. Oliver was the same age as my brother but older by a few months. He has black hair and beautiful blue eyes. Oliver was unlike anyone I had ever met. He always teased me and made fun of me, but he was protective of me as well.
Whenever a male pup tried to talk to me, Oliver would growl at them and make them go away. I never understood him. Every time he was around me, I would feel like my heart was beating fast, and I never understood that either.
He nicknamed me Jelly Jasmine when I was 10 due to my chubbiness. It was common knowledge that all female pups are a bit chubby until they hit 18, which is the day they shift for the first time. Children were known to meet their wolf spirits at the age of 13, giving them five years to bond with their wolf before they turned 18. Wolf spirits are another consciousness inside your head.
Darnell would always scold Oliver for picking at me and calling me names, but there wasn't much he could do. Oliver was the alpha's son, and no one could tell him what to do, which meant he got away with everything.
On my 13th birthday, everyone from the pack hosted a party for me to come into my wolf spirit. I was dressed pretty in a purple skirt and a white shirt, with my favorite black flip-flops. Mom curled my hair.
A way to know someone has come into their spirit is if their eyes glow. This is something that would only happen once to a wolf, and only on their 13th birthday, to signify the connection with their wolf. Their eyes would glow all day. Afterward, their eyes would only turn black when their wolf was in control. The alpha's eyes would glow bright red. A beta's eyes would glow burnt orange. An omega's eyes would glow bright blue.
Everyone was crowded around me trying to see my eyes glow orange. I was super excited as I looked into a mirror on the table. I could feel the excitement in the air as they waited. We all ate, drank, and mingled with the pack members, but nothing ever happened. Very soon, their smiles started to turn to frowns. My father and brother did as well, but my mother was very happy about it.
"Jelly Jasmine doesn't have a wolf. What a loser," Oliver taunted, causing everyone in the packhouse — other than my parents — to laugh at me.
Even Tamera and Tia, who I was close to, were laughing at me. Sabrina was upset and growled at Oliver. The alpha and luna ended up growling at her. Sabrina's parents, Lori and Adam, took her away from the party, as she had just disrespected the future alpha.
I teared up and ran to my room, locking the door. As usual, Oliver had to ruin something special for me. My mom unlocked the door with her key and came in. I lay on the bed crying.
"It's okay, my love," she said, rubbing my back.
I sat up and put my head on her shoulder.
"Why don't I have my wolf yet, Mom? I'm the beta's daughter. I should have my wolf," I told her.
She kissed my head.
"You may just be a late bloomer, my daughter. Just give it time," she tried to assure me.
"Everyone is just going to pick on me now," I told her.
She put her arms around me.
"Look at me, Jassy," she demanded.
Jassy is her nickname for me. I looked up into her brown eyes. They held so much pride in them.
"You must never let them get under your skin. You are my special little girl, and one day you will come to see just what I mean. I promise," she said, and I nodded, feeling a little better.
She always knew what to say to make me feel better. She stayed in my room with me for the rest of the day, and we played games and talked until I fell asleep.
I woke up that night with a huge headache. I went to the bathroom and got some Tylenol from the medicine cabinet. A purple glow caught my eye.
When I looked into the mirror for the source, I saw it was coming from me. My body was glowing a purple hue and my eyes were glowing purple as well. They were a pretty, mystical color. I had never heard or seen anything like what was happening to me before.
I contemplated telling my mother, as she was the only one who understood me, but I didn't want to worry her.
"Hello, wolf girl?" I asked in my head. Maybe my wolf had finally come. Why else would my eyes be glowing?
"Hey, wolfie, you there?" I said in my head, but no response followed.
Instead, my eyes turned back to their hazel brown. I ended up in tears again. I was indeed wolf-less.
The depression from the revelation made me forget about my purple glowing eyes, and I went back to my room and cried myself to sleep.
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