His Snow Angel

Sleeping comfortably in my bed, sprawled out with hair everywhere. Dreaming of that tragic night that changed everything.. It happened 10 years ago, when I was 9 years old... It was Sunday morning around 11am, I was out playing in the flowers as the butterflies tickled my nose, making me giggle. My mother came out of our small little house, her smile reached her eyes as she watched me being silly. My mother was beautiful; she had her long brown hair tied up with a red ribbon, she had clear pale skin that had a light tan, full pink lips with hazel-green eyes that always smiled when she did. She was our pack healer and luna. Our pack wasn't that big but it was loved by many. Because it wasn't so big, we would get attacked by rogues often. We didn't have an attack in a few years, so everyone thought that the rogues had moved on. Little did we know they were just plotting. My mother Sarah started to collect herbs for dinner tonight as my father came home from work. The alpha (my father) works in the human part of the place we lived. He is strong with a muscular body, his hair was dark black with little gray highlights. His name was known to everyone as Alpha Eric, but I just called him Papa. My family wanted to live by the forest line instead of in the pack house where we were supposed to live, seeing as mother and father were the Luna and Alpha to the pack. But they wanted me to live a closured life filled with love and wonder. They also feared that I'd get picked on and bullied because my features weren't normal. I have white hair and two different colored eyes but my mother said I was beautiful and she was grateful to have a wonderful daughter. I looked up as Papa petted my head with a smile. Papa: "Angela, be careful outside while your mother and I make dinner and don't go wandering out too far in the woods, okay?" Papa's voice was soft yet firm while talking to me. I just nodded to him, then went back to playing with sticks and rocks, making tiny woodsy castles with mud and dirt to make the structures stand on their own. Leafs were used as decoration and color. If I go deeper into the woods I can find berries that I can squish into paint for my castles! I thought to myself. I get up and brush off the dirt from my skirt and stockings, then head deeper into the forest to the pond that I'm fond of. The pond was clear and had some fishes in it. But the reason why I'm so fond is beyond me, however though I liked that frogs would hang out there on the lilypads. The sun started to set as it went down. It was no longer warm outside, it became chilly and I could see my breath. I was still having fun when I heard a twig snap and it startled me, causing me to fall backwards. I rubbed my bottom and looked around to see what had broken the twig. I heard faint growling.. The growls grew louder, causing me to whip my head around just to make eye contact with more than one pair of glowing yellow and red eyes. Before the wolf-like creatures could pounce on me, I was embraced by my mama's arms. She hid my small face from the horrors that were to come. The wolf with red eyes had slashed my mother's back, causing her to scream a blood-curdling scream. Her lifeless body fell on top of me. My mother whispered into my ear before her body went still. Mama: "I need you to run to your father, my sweet girl. I need you to survive and carry on with a strong pride of our family lineage..." Tears trinkled down my flushed cheeks as I tried to get out from under my mother as quietly as possible. I knew the wolves were still near. I knew I had to get to my father because I was too small and weak to defend myself. I ran as fast as my tiny legs could carry me. I ran into our house to find my papa bent over gasping for air and clearly in pain. The death of his mate and Luna was really hard on him. Me: "Papa! Papa!" Crying, as I called him. He looked up with sweat droplets on his forehead. I was covered in mama's blood. Papa's composure suddenly changed when he heard the loud sound of running paws headed towards our home. He picked me up and put me in the bottom cupboard underneath the sink to hide in. He made the gesture of 'shh' with his finger to his lips. Papa had a serious look. The cupboard door was closed partially, leaving a small crack for my eyes to peak through. I saw my papa's wolf Liam. His coat of fur on his stomach is a milky white color going into a tannish color with a streak of brown going alongside his whole body, the top coat is a salt and pepper color and the tip of his tail is black. The two wolves started to circle each other, getting ready to fight. I know papa wants revenge for his mate's death. Liam, papa's wolf, also lost Seraphine, which was the name of mama's wolf. After what felt like a few hours, the sounds of growls and gruesome noises had stopped. I waited a few more minutes before crawling out of the cupboard. I got on my feet and creeped towards the door leading outside, hoping to find my papa there. All I could smell was iron, which means the air was filled with the smell of blood. I could smell a faint smell of what papa smells like. Papa's scent was like mint ice cream but that scent was fading. I got to the front door and opened it. I gasped at the site of my papa's dead wolf with what I assume was a rogue wolf lying a couple feet away. I started to physically shake as I realized I was alone, or so I thought.. I sit on the ground next to papa and pet his once warm fur. I cry and cry before getting startled by a loud howl. I looked towards where the howl came from and a wolf with jagged fur and with scars appeared from the outskirts of the forest. He was drooling and licking his lips and nose as he slowly walked towards me. I was too scared to move from my papa's wolf. The enemy wolf quickens its pace towards me and then jumps into the air. Before I could see what or who saved me, I woke up to the sound of aggressive knocking. I got up from bed to answer the door. I live in a one-bedroom room in the servant quarters because the pack that took me in didn't want me with others of higher standards. I got to the door and opened it, revealing my messy bedhead and the fact I was still in my pajamas. Who I saw made me internally groan. The head Omega didn't look pleased to see me. Rachel (Head Omega): "Who do you think you are sleeping in when you have work to do you low life?" Me: "I'm sorry miss Rachel, I didn't sleep well" Rachel: "Seems like a problem for someone who cares. Get dressed or get punished. Your choice peasant b*tch" I bow to her even though I feel like she doesn't deserve it. The only reason why she holds so much power is because she's sleeping with the Beta's son. She leaves, stomping her feet down the stairs. Did I forget to mention that I live in the attic? It gets cold up here, but I'm used to the coldness, since that's all I get from the other wolves. I looked at myself in the mirror, my white hair had grown past my mid back and I have long bangs. Time for a shower, I thought to myself. I have my own shower, which is a plus to my living situation. My body is thin due to the lack of muscles and good fats. They don't really feed me. I'm lucky if I can get leftover scraps. My sides are still healing from past beatings, so they're slightly purple and pink. I don't heal as fast as everyone else because my wolf hasn't surfaced. I think it's because of that day when I was 9. I miss mama and papa but they died to save me, so I can't let their deaths be vain, even if my life isn't the best. I turn on the faucet to warm and not the hot water temperature. Unbuttoning my shirt to reveal my perky yet full breasts, in my opinion, I think my breasts are perfect for hands. But I doubt I have a mate. I'm not interested in any wolves here. I slipped off my pants with my panties and got into the shower, carefully cleaning my body with soap that was given to me by a nice omega who felt bad for how I was treated. Her name is Melody. She became my friend a couple of years after I was taken in. I'm grateful to her because she makes this place bearable. I let the water run down my face. It takes so much time to wash my head of hair because of how long and thick it is. I always wondered why my hair was a silvery white color. My parents had normal colored hair, but then there's me. Maybe I was adopted. Doubt it though. I hurry up in the shower because I want to avoid getting a beating, I get dressed in my raggedy clothes, ripped black jeans with a white v-neck t-shirt. I tie my hair in a high ponytail with a red ribbon just how I remember my mama doing hers. I put on my sneakers and headed downstairs. I started to clean the dining table, then the floor around it. I have to keep my head down and only speak when spoken to. I went to the kitchen to get some water, since no one was near, I took a slice of bread and stuffed it into my pocket in my jeans. I started to walk around the pack house to see if anything changed, then I bumped into someone and fell right on my ass. I looked up to see who I had bumped into and I felt sick. I bumped into the next alpha of the Blue Moon Pack. The pack I'm currently staying with. I quickly got to my feet and bowed with my head down. Me: "I'm so sorry, Alpha Jake. I didn't mean to run into you, I swear." Alpha Jake: "Mm you look good begging like that. But don't worry, I wasn't injured by you. You can go before I decide to punish you in my room~" Me: "Yes Alpha" I quickly scurried away from him cringing at what he said to me. It was no surprise the next Alpha was a sleaze, but I really do hope he doesn't try anything with me. Even though I feel like I don't have a mate, I would like to save myself in case. I want my wolf to come out, but maybe she'll come out when I meet him. The sun is setting and the warriors are coming in after training. I was tasked to serve the food to the pack members tonight. It smelt amazing, I almost drooled looking at all the food they got to eat. I put on the apron handed to me and took plates and plates out to almost the whole pack. I get nervous serving food to the Alphas and Luna of this pack. They're nice until you mess up. They took me in and not from the goodness of their hearts. As I'm walking with a plate of food for the Luna, someone trips me and I fall forward, the plate of food goes flying in the air and all over Luna Grace. She screamed as the spegehtti was all over her. The sauce is starting to stain her white blouse. Oh no. I'm so screwed.. Immediately I felt my cheek start to bruise as I got slapped by the Alpha Stewart. Doing anything, even by accident, against any of the Alphas or Lunas/future Lunas gets punished. Depending on how severe the cause is, will be how bad the punishment is. I get on my knees getting ready to beg for foriveness. But I know I'm in for a long night. Alpha Stewart doesn't waste any time and grabs me by the throat, lifting my skinny body off the ground. Alpha Stewart: "I've been nice and easy on you since you got here, but I've had enough of your mistakes. You are going to the dungeons for a week or so until I see you've been punished thoroughly. Might let the warriors have their way with you. You're a disgrace to the wolf kind." Tears have pricked my eyes but I wouldn't allow them to fall. It would please him and everyone watching to know I'm crying. Two warriors grab each of my arms and drag me to the dungeon doors, opening them and walking me down to my cell. It smells so bad down here. Milldewy scent fills my nose alongside the smell of death. The Blue Moon pack thinks they're above everyone else, as if they were royalty, but they are far from that. They open the cell door and push me inside, looking at me with utter disgust. Warrior 1: "You're so lucky he didn't execute you for the disrespectful behavior you've shown to our Luna and Alpha" Warrior 2: "I laugh at the pitiful state you're in, wonder what you look like under those rags you call clothes~" If looks could kill, they'd be dead right now. I know I'm going to regret this but they deserve it. I gathered as much spit in my mouth as I could muster and spit at them with all of it. The warriors looked like they wanted to kill me. I went into the corner of the cell looking up at the two now scary looking warriors. One of them pushed me against the wall with his hands tightly gripped on my neck. He's blocking the air flow and I begin to choke. Warrior 1: "You do that again and I'll make sure you'll never get mated. You'll be rejected because you won't be pure." He wipes his face with his arm then rips up my shirt, causing me to shiver. He and the other warrior smirk at me, then close the cell door, locking it up with a key, then start to head back up with the rest of the pack members, but before they go they yell down saying "You'll be fed maybe one time or less a day. And if they do decide to feed you, be careful". That sounded menacing. I tie the holes in my shirt to make it look like a cool design so I'm not showing too much skin. Then I remembered I had a slice of bread in my pocket. I have to save this for the week because I have a feeling I'm not gonna get any food for this week. The tears I was holding back began to fall and I wept quietly in the dark cell. After a couple of hours of crying, I calmed down and decided to get on the bed that was in my cell. The bed was really firm, almost like a slab of cement. There was a sheet but no blanket. As gross as it sounds, I took the sheet off the bed and used it for a blanket to keep myself less cold. I fell asleep.. Tossing around on the bed, the dream came back but started from where I woke up. The wolf that jumped at me got knocked to the side by a bigger wolf that was different shades of grey. The gray wolf was protecting me and I couldn't understand why he was. He had a scent that made me feel safe and calm. He smelt like brownies that were freshly made. The shaggy looking rogue didn't have a chance against this gray wolf. The gray wolf was twice the rogue's size and he stood there with a powerful aura. The rogue didn't seem to care for the presence of this gray wolf, it seemed he only wanted to eat me... The 9 year old me got up away from papa's wolf trembling with fear. The gray wolf looked at me, but not with a mean look but a look with worry-filled eyes, almost like he cared about me. Then he turned back to the rogue and didn't hesitate to get his jaw around the rogue's tiny neck and snap it, killing the rogue then and there. Gray wolf walked up to me and licked my face before disappearing into the dark woods, leaving me alone once more... I wake up not in a pant or a sweat but with tears in my eyes. I lay there wondering who that wolf was. who was that wolf? Who was he... and why does it seem like we were meant to stay together?.. I passed out after those curious thoughts. The Next Morning... I woke up to the loudest bang on metal bars. The cells aren't made from hurtful metal called silver, but I'm definitely not strong enough to break these dumb bars. I opened up my eyes slightly to see the warrior who tore up my clothes. I think his name was Steve or whatever, but it doesn't matter what his name is, he's not my friend either way. Steve: "Get up! I brought you a tiny loaf of bread and a bowl of water", he smirked at me. Me: "Okay, okay. I'm awake, no need to yell. Why is it a bowl instead of a cup??" Steve: "It's in a bowl because we were told to treat you with no respect and you're basically in the dog house. Oh wait, you don't have your wolf yet, huh? Haha" at that moment, I wanted to punch him in the face for the mocking tone he used against me. I'll get my wolf, and she'll be the best wolf in the world. I got out of bed and crawled towards the food and water I was given. Steve: "That's all you get for this week" I looked at him with confusion all over my face. He laughed in a really awkward way, as if he was trying to sound evil. I almost giggled, but now is not the time for that. I stared at the food that was supposed to last me all week and I doubted I'd get refills on the water.. I looked around the cell to see if I could find a way to pass my time. I didn't notice that Steve was still there until I heard him clear his throat. Steve: "ahem.. I got word that you'll be the waitress at our party this week. We got special guests coming to the Blue Moon Pack. They are from the second most powerful pack. So the sixth day of being down here you'll be able to shower and clean up. Act like nothing has happened and you won't be down here again. You know you're below the rank of Omega, but you can't let them know that. Okay sweetcheeks." He left right after telling me. And I released a breath I didn't realize I was holding. I hope I don't mess up again and get embarrassed in front of the company coming. I'd rather not live in this gross fest. Time to stretch some, I feel like me moving slightly is making my bones pop that aren't suppose to be popping.. I lay on the bed and put my knee to my chest trying to stretch. I sigh. I wanna explore the outside world and not be stuck here rotting away. I cuddle up to the cell wall and try to sleep the week away. I have to be prepared for what's to come at the party. Maybe I'll be saved? Or maybe I'll just get hurt again.