Mayor as My Mate (Boyxboy) (English)

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Cruel Day

Theodore 'Theo' Rasmus

Unfortunately, morning is not my favorite time of the day. It only means the start of my time as the pack slave. I felt this thing every morning, but I can get myself to be used with it.

Before, when my parents were still alive. I will be awaken by the smell of freshly pancakes and maple syrup from our small kitchen. My dad will give me a hug and my mom will plant a kiss on my cheek. She will say.

"Sit down boys, and let's start to dig in.'

I will voluntarily wash the dishes, and then I will help mom to plant in her garden. She loves her spacious backyard, and she loves planting flowers and crops. Those are the best mornings of my life. But maybe life is a joke, it always messes up, and in one second everything can be changed.

I went straight to the kitchen and I saw Mariah is not around. I can see some women whispering and throwing hate glares towards me. I am used to that by the way.

I lean to the pile of dishes waiting for me. I know that they are giving me a hard time. It always happens to me.

While I am cleaning some plates, someone throws rags on me and that one rag turns two and I can see myself being wet and dirty. I've been their throwing target.

The first time I experienced this, I really cried because it is so humiliating and embarrassing and I felt myself against all odds. I felt no friend or ally. My life sucks.

"That happens when you are weak! Faggot!" an old lady said to me.

She walks straight towards me and I can see that she has a pan on her left hand.

"No Mrs. Clarkson."

I just felt my head get smashed by the iron pan. I saw myself fall into the ground. And no one tried to help me. They just watch me, and they laugh at me. They are so cruel, that sometimes I ask Luna, why did she create all of this monster.

I am not the monster here, they are. Because they are heartless and they always hurt me and they only want to put blame, and they use me as their escaping rope.

I WAS awakened by a warm hand on mine. It is Mariah and she looks worried about me. I touched the part where Mrs. Clarkson smashed her iron pan at. It still stings like hell, and I can feel my body so tired and light.

"Are you much better now? I swear the madafaker old cunt can still throw some s**t. How can she smash someone like she was playing some baseball. They all have seriously ailment on their head. Theo, this place is not safe for you. And I am so sorry that I was not there to save you."

I smiled genuinely." No, you don't have to say sorry. It is my fault that they hurt me, because I can't stop them. I am too weak to fight for myself.

"It is not your fault that you are weak, Theo. It is their sin, because they are taking advantage of their strength and power. They are seriously f**k up on their head! They are already completely brainwashed by our ickless alpha. I really hate this pack!" she snorted, that is why I laughed.

The pack doctor dismissed me. She does not hate me, but we are not close. Maybe she is afraid of alpha like anyone.

We leave the clinic, and even though I want to have my rest, I am not allowed to. The day is not still over. I have to work and be useful for the pack.

"You sure? I mean, you can sneak on my house and sleep there," Mariah while looking at me intently. I shook my head.

"I will not bring harm with you, Mariah. The last time you tried to help me, you were punished by the alpha. I just look fragile but I can do this," I reasoned out.

She smiled like she had no choice at all. She let me leave and do my remaining task for the day.

I am assigned to deliver food again at the practice ground. And when I got there, I tasted the cruel punch of some of the pack warriors.

I am only thankful that night came and it is already the time for me to have a rest. As I am walking to my tiny little house. It was not there. The dog house that I am sleeping at.

"Looking for a home? Stop imagining after I saw this," he said while grinning mad. He shows what he handed. It is the thick blanket that Mariah gave me.

He walked straight to my location and he snaked his big hands on my neck. He is choking me to death.

"S-Stop... P-please."

He smiled like a devil. He is handsome yet cruel. There is no hesitation for him to kill me.

"Do you know why I hate your existence? Because you are weak, you are cursed and you are nothing but an extra baggage for this pack."

He threw me on the nearby tree and I can feel the impact on my back. I can feel some bones on my body cracked. I tried to cry, but the pain made me only silent whimpering in pain.

"In our world, there are only two types of the wolf. Weak or strong. It just so happened that you are weak and cannot protect yourself," he said sternly before giving me one last disgusted face.

"Sleep on the ground. I don't care if you die of cold, if you will die with the rogue."

He left me with that and I tried to hug myself to catch a slight embrace of warmth. I am cold, in pain and out of hope.

This is my life for more than a year and I am still not used to this.

I only want acceptance, but they only gave me pain.

I CLEARLY don't have any choice, but to walk to the woods. All the houses in the pack territory are close for me. No one will save me from the cold and from this miserable state of mine.

I walk through the creepy tree around the pack territory. I tried to collect some wood. I am planning to create fire. Maybe I can still create fire using stone? Like the old way.

I spent less than 10 minutes collecting enough dry woods. I am in the middle of the forest. The creepy sound of nocturnal animals and insects creeps me around. If I don't have the ability to slightly see in the dark, I might die of fear already.

I took two stones and tried to create fire, but it failed. I tried the woods but it failed too.

"This is helpless," I said in an exhausted manner.

I felt the cold wind blowing on me that made me hug myself. I need heat, and if I stayed this cold. I may be a cold corpse tomorrow. I don't fear death, I am just scared that I can't see tomorrow. Because there are lots of possibilities for tomorrow, and if I died... I won't have any chance to see those chances again.

I almost lost my hope, when suddenly the woods in front of me started to emit flame. I am so happy! If I can make the fire stay alive, I can survive this cold night!

So that is the plan. I also take some edible berries around. I appreciate the night so I don't feel sleepy yet.

"Theo..." someone said.

I saw Mariah walking in my direction. She hugs me! "What are you doing here, Mariah? They might see you and punish you again."

Mariah shook her head disapproving. "No Theo, they have gone too far. I think it is the time to change your mind now. We need to escape. Next week? Okay?"

I go through a deep thought. Thinking if I should leave this place or not. I know I am not safe here, but this place holds my only memories with my deceased parents. I don't want to let go of those memories.

Mariah held my hand." I know it will be hard for you. You love this place even though it only brought you pain, only pain... But this place is not safe anymore. They are now more trying to kill you. And you don't deserve to be treated like a rat. Theo, wake up! Your mom and dad don't wish you to live this kind of life. Do you understand me?" she said to me.

I nodded, and I agreed. My mom and dad won't love to know that I am hurting because of the pack that they once protected and loved.

"Okay.'' I nodded. "You are right. I deserve more than this Mariah. Maybe I should start exploring this world. My world is not this pack... I am not belong here, and I should find a place where I belong."

Mariah hugged me. "Of course Theo, we can find that place. That place does exist and you are meant fo be there. Just remember that this place will not be our end point."

I agreed to her and we just talked. She brought some blankets and some snacks for me. We just talk all night along. We are stargazing and Mariah is a gery amazing person. I can't imagine myself without her. She made me this strong.

"What if you find your mate there Theo? What will you do?" Mariah asked me a question.

I smiled. "I don't know if I am still capable of believing with mates. I don't see our Goddess Luna liking me. She made me an omega with white fur and she cursed me. I believe she won't even gonna give me a destined one."

"Theo! Of course she loves you! She loves everything she6 created from nothingness. Just believe on Her and She will give you your mated pair. You destined one is out of this pack for sure. No one suited here for you? Every men here is just plain ugly plus an asshole." I laughed on her joke.

"Maybe, I don't know. If I will meet my mate pair, I will cherish my mate, love my mate and be with my mate until my last breath," I said, seeming like I was dreaming.

She looks at me like she adores me that much. "You know what Theo? Your mate should love you for real! You are so pure, I don't know someone is suited with an angel like you."

"I am beautiful? I thought I am ugly and fragile... I don't know if someone will accept me. I am just gay and cutse, what will be the worse?"

Mariah rolled her eyes and she snorted. "You are such a negative boy. You know what? Live your life when we get out of this hell place. Do club, hook up, be wild and young and free!"

I pouted. "You are influencing me in a bad way."

"I am just being a gay fan here! What is wrong with that?"

I laughed and our whole night conversation is just perfect and I love it. We both sleep peacefully.

THE next thing in the morning. She is not here anymore. The blankets are no way to be found. She might have brought those thick blankets. She might sneak in before it gets light.

I am not deciding if I should go back there or just be here in the forest. I am a little bit more scared than usual.

So I tried not to go back there for awhile. I am picking some wild fruits to fill my belly. I am planning to catch fish on the nearby river.