Chapter 1
(Moonlight Pack)
R O S E L I N A
8:00 am in the morning.
'Rosey, wake up, sweetie. It's time for your school.' I heard my mom call me from downstairs, as she often does to remind me of my daily routine.
"'I'm up, Mom. Give me just a minute,' I replied, but truthfully, I hated mornings like these. Going to school and dealing with my idiotic classmates was always such a drag. Ugh!
Hello there, I'm Roselina! Standing at 5.7ft, I rock shoulder-length black hair and boast a distinctive look with small, round eyes and a face that's not conventionally flawless—pimples and all. I've embraced my natural self by steering clear of makeup and opting for dresses. While my style might earn me the nickname "Tomboy," I wear it with pride, staying true to my authentic self.
Ugh, I despise school, especially with their ridiculously early start times. I found myself grumbling about it this morning, wondering why they have to kick off so early. Muttering to myself, I couldn't help but express my disdain for the whole concept. Waking up from my cozy bed felt like a mission impossible on days like this.
'Sweetie, hurry up! Your dad's coming home.' my mom once again shouted at me and, this time, it compelled me to get off my bed.
Oh gosh, no..! Please not again!
Don't tell me that old man is coming home?
With a sigh, I leaped out of bed and made my way to the bathroom to begin my morning routine. The best thing about the morning is taking a hot shower. It will freshen up my day and my mood.
After showering, I changed into a comfortable pair of jeans and a T-shirt. Makeup isn't really my thing, since I'm not much of a girly-girl. Therefore, I just throw my hair up into a bun and slip on a pair of sneakers.
W I L L I A M
Being the son of the Alpha is the greatest blessing I've ever known. Hey, I'm William, the destined future Alpha of the Moonlight Pack, and some might say, the most handsome werewolf around.
Blessed with a 6ft tall, muscular physique, I often find myself catching the attention of girls eager to become the future Luna of my pack. Despite appearances, I'm not a playboy; rather, the scars of my past have inadvertently cast me in that light.
Hidden beneath the surface is a profound wound in my heart, a scar from a childhood day that completely overturned my life. The one I held in the highest regard ended up causing me the most pain. I'd rather not revisit the memories of that dreadful day.
My morning peace was abruptly shattered by the shrill school alarm. While academic prowess isn't my forte, I've managed to carve out a niche of popularity within the school.
Swiftly, I rose from my bed, gearing up for another day, and hastily dressed for the impending school routine.
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R O S E L I N A
I slowly walked downstairs towards the kitchen, where I could see the old man staring at me with his angry face. He looks so furious as if he could hit me from the front door.
I try to ignore his glaring from the corner of my eyes and walk towards the delicious food smell.
'Good Morning, mom.’ I said.
‘Good Morning, sweetie.’ mom replies.
It is the sweetest thing I can hear early in the morning.
‘Hmmm! It smells so delicious.' I said.
'Well, breakfast is almost ready. Please make yourself comfortable.' mom says with a cute smile.
I must say, my mom, is the world's best mom. She is caring, supportive, and always protective towards us, no matter what. She is always there for me with her loving arms.
Whereas my daddy is the complete opposite. I don't know what has gotten into his nerves that makes him hate me so much.
Anyway, I can't ignore the fact that he is my dad. So, I greeted him with my morning wishes.
'Good Morning, dad', I said while looking towards my angry old dad.
'Good Morning.' he replied in a harsh voice.
Not a big surprise..!
Anyway, he keeps on staring at me, and I can strongly sense his anger from his voice. Honestly, I cannot figure out what makes him so angry.
Is it just because I failed to meet his expectation?
Or is it because I wasn't the same as Emma (my sister)?
Why? Dad..?
I'm not angry that Dad loves Emma more than me. It's just that I'm his daughter too, and I deserve to be loved and supported just as much as she is.
Can he not appreciate me?
Does he not care about me?
My dad is always friendly and caring towards my younger sister and brother, but not with me. I can't help but wonder what sets me apart from them in his eyes. I just can't seem to figure out why.
Or is it just because of that horrible day?
Past imagination during a first shift:
I still vividly remember the day when I became the subject of laughter for everyone around me. It was a special occasion, but I knew I had let my dad down. The memory of that day still lingers with me.
To be honest, I gave it my all, trying to shift in front of everyone, but luck was not on my side. I couldn't sense the presence of my inner wolf, as if I was born without one.
Laughter erupted around me as my situation became a source of amusement. It's painful to recall that embarrassing day, but what hurts even more is the memory of not having anyone to support me.
Therefore, I did accept my fate and believed in the moon goddess to have an alternative plan for me.
"Since that day, I've learned a valuable lesson from the experience."
I learned the hard way that it's difficult to trust others. People seem to enjoy making fun of you when you're at your lowest. No matter how hard you try, they'll judge you based on your circumstances.
Not having a wolf wasn't something I chose for myself, especially considering I'm the daughter of the Beta. Like everyone else, I long for the companionship of a wolf and a happy ending."
Anyway, I am sorry, dad. I couldn't meet your expectation.
These bitter truths of my life feel like an unsolvable puzzle with missing pieces, scattered and unattainable.
End of past imagination.
R O S E L I N A
While getting lost in my own bitter past, I heard my younger sister Emma's (1 year younger) footstep out of her room. She's the apple of Dad's eye and the most pampered person in our home.
I have to say, she's like a plastic Barbie doll - it fits her personality perfectly.
It's no surprise that Emma gets treated better than me. After all, she's Dad's beloved princess. But at least I don't expect her to show off and treat me poorly at school. Even though the truth won't change.
However, she is my little sister, and I love her no matter what.
I hope one day she learns to dress more appropriately and understands that revealing too much and putting on makeup doesn't make her beautiful inside and out.
I also have an older brother named Alan who is two years older than me. Unfortunately, Alan tends to ignore me and doesn't act like a protective brother when I'm getting bullied by a guy named William and his team. What's even worse is that Alan is actually part of William's group.
Alan and William have been best friends since childhood. They are the future leaders of the Moonlight pack.
William is the future Alpha, whereas Alan is the future Beta.
I love my family and my pack members with all my heart, but sometimes it feels like they don't feel the same way about me. I often get the sense that they're disappointed in me and don't value me as much as I value them.
My life feels like a complete mess right now.
"Being in a pack is the hardest thing, but being among the pack members is the worst."
The only person who loves me unconditionally is my mom. Yes, you are right..!
My mom's love is the purest form of love in the world. No matter what happens or how I'm feeling, she always loves me unconditionally. She's been there for me through my worst times, never treating me differently or judging me for my failures. She is the light in my life, and her love is my anchor.
I LOVE YOU, mom.
1st Day at School.
Today is the first day back at school after a long vacation, and the delicious smell of food is making my stomach growl louder and louder. I don't think I can resist any longer; I'm too hungry to wait!
"Mom, is breakfast ready? I can't hold off my hunger any longer," I said.
'Yes sweetie, It's almost ready.' Mom says with a beautiful smile.
'Thank you, mom, you are the best.' I said by kissing her cheek.
'Don't worry, sweetie. You can have as much as you like. By the way, your dad will drop you off at school with Emma.' mom says.
I quickly glanced at my dad, and his expression looked disgusted and ashamed. That's when I knew I had to take matters into my own hands. I told my mom I would be on my own from that point on.
After finishing my breakfast, I packed my stuff and head towards the garage. I usually (bike)/cycle my way to school.
