The She Wolf's Secret

CHAPTER 1

SIENNA

We had been living with the Blood Moon Pack for the past three weeks. Since we had been here, Sean the Beta’s son had done everything he could to ensure that I remained an outsider to the other younger members of the Blood Moon Pack. I had made a few friends when I had first started school here, but Sean had driven most of them away by telling them lies about me.

He had told them some atrocious things about me which had led to me being bullied by people at school that I had never even interacted with before. It was almost as though, because Sean was the cousin of the future Alpha, anything and everything that he said was instantly believed by everyone. It didn't help that Hayden, Sean's cousin and the future Alpha of this pack, added fuel to the fire and encouraged everyone to bully me. I now only had one other person besides Sara in this Goddess forsaken pack that I could still call a friend. Her name was Carla and, unlike the other members of the Blood Moon Pack, she didn't treat me badly based solely upon Sean's lies. She was a nice girl, and she was quiet, just like me. We had a lot of the same interests. We liked the same music and movies, and read the same books. We even shared a love of art. It was nice having a friend who shared so much with you.

I was sitting beside Carla in science class when I felt something hit me in the back of the head. Whatever had hit me was small, but it had hurt. As much as I wanted to, I didn't raise my hand to rub the spot on my head where the object had made impact. I refused to give these people any form of encouragement.

"Are you okay?" Carla asked me through the mind link.

"Yeah, same crap different day. You know how the song and dance goes," I replied.

"Yeah, I don't think those idiots will ever grow up," she replied.

"The problem is Sean and Hayden. As long as those two continue to encourage everyone else to behave this way, they will continue to do so," I stated, knowing that nothing was going to change.

My plan was to leave this pack as soon as I was legally able to. I couldn't stay with these people a moment more than I had too. There was no way that I would ever have peace if I stayed here. Sean had made sure of that. I had no idea why he was behaving this way. I was confused and resentful of him. I had never met him, or spoken to him, or done anything to him. The only reason I was here was because I had lost everything the night my family's pack was attacked. Coming here under those circumstances was difficult enough. But Sean, he had made it so much worse for me by spreading lies and being a bully. I hated him. I hated him with the force of ten thousand nuclear bombs! If I could kill someone just by glaring at him, it would be Sean!

When the bell rang, signalling the end of class, Carla and I waited until the other students had left the room before we got up to leave. Before we had started doing this, other students used to shove me, trip me, or push me over. Sometimes they would knock my books from my hands. A few times I was even slammed into desks. By the end of the week, I would be covered in bruises. So, waiting until everyone else had left had put a stop to the bruises being so bad by the weeks end. And for that, I was grateful. The worst part about all this bullying behaviour on behalf of the student body was that I had seen teachers openly watching this behaviour taking place within their classrooms, and instead of interfering, they had chosen instead to remain silent. In the Black Heart’s pack, this kind of behaviour towards any student would have been shut down immediately. Teachers behaving in this manner would have been fired and exiled from the pack. However, it seemed that the Blood Moon pack was okay with their kids being bullies and their teachers being gutless enablers. I guess it just showed the difference in pack priorities. It gave me an insight into what the Alpha and Luna of this pack considered important, as opposed to what my parents had believed was important. Once the room was empty, Carla and I got up from our seats and made our way out into the corridor heading towards our lockers. We always kept our chats to the use of the mind link so we didn't give those around us any fuel to add to this fire Sean had created.

"So, I wonder what stories Sean has been spreading today?" Carla stated, focusing on the path ahead of us.

"Who knows? I have no idea what his problem is," I replied.

"Maybe you and I could go and talk to his folks and ask them to have a word with him," she said, sounding hopeful about the idea.

"Nope. I honestly don't think it would do me any good. I know he’s a member of your family, but I honestly don’t think it will help," I told her.

"Well my Grandpa Clay wouldn't like the way he is behaving. He would kick Sean's butt if he knew how he was treating you. We could talk to Grandpa Clay," she said, sounding hopeful.

Before I could answer her, I felt a sharp pain right between my shoulder blades as I was shoved to the floor. I felt a sharp pain on the left side of my rib cage and in my right wrist as I lay there on the cold hard floor. My books and supplies were scattered across the floor and Carla was now picking them up for me. Around me, students were laughing and high-fiving each other. I got to my feet and turned around to see Sean and Hayden standing there laughing at me. I honestly didn't know which one of them had pushed me, but I was willing to bet that it had been Sean.

"What are you staring at?" Hayden demanded.

"A couple of pathetic individuals," I replied, shrugging my left shoulder nonchalantly.

"You b***h," Hayden bit out, before swinging his arm and backhanding me across the face, knocking me to the ground once more. Around me, students oohed and aahed, but no one moved. I got to my feet once more, looking at Sean and Hayden. I could taste blood in my mouth, but I didn't care about that at this point.

"Must make the two of you feel tough, hey? Picking on a twelve-year-old girl. Your parents must be so proud of their tough boys. I just think the two of you are pathetic t***s. I am disgusted that I am looking at the future leadership of this pack!" I said, glaring at the two of them.

"And the fact that these dumb morons," I laughed, sweeping my arm to where students had gathered around and were watching me with their eyes and mouths opened wide, "cannot see just how wrong and pathetic you both are for this behavior you consistently indulge in, is not only insane, it is downright ridiculous. This pack will be a total joke when the two of you are in charge of it. Hell, as far as I'm concerned, this pack is a joke now," I muttered.

Hayden walked up to me, glaring, "Who the hell do you think you are to talk to me like that?" he demanded.

I smirked at him and turned to walk away, but before I could take a step, Hayden grabbed me by the arm tightly. He swung me back into the lockers and pinned me to them with his powerful forearm. The cold metal of the locker was digging into my back causing extreme pain. But I just bit my lip and endured the pain, determined not to let Hayden see it and use it against me.

Lowering his head to glare into my eyes, Hayden bit out angrily, "I asked you a question, bitch."

Knowing that my silence was really getting to him, I chose to remain silent. He couldn't keep me pinned up against those lockers forever.

Soon we will have another class to go to and he would have to let me go. Once the bell rang, everyone would need to clear the corridor and, with no one to impress, Hayden would get bored. All I had to do was wait.

I don't know how long he had me pinned up against that locker, but eventually the bell rang, and the corridor began to empty as students began to make their way to their next class. Eventually, only Hayden, Sean, Carla and I remained in the corridor.

"Guys, we need to get to class. Hayden, you need to let her go," Carla told him.

"Don't tell me what to do," he snapped, glaring at her.

"Are you serious right now?" Carla asked, looking at him in shock. "Do you want us to be late? What are you going to say if dad gets a phone call from the school about our tardiness?" Carla asked.

Hayden pulled his arm away from me, releasing me, and I fell to the floor.

"See you at home sis," he told Carla before he walked away with Sean.

I sat on the floor for a moment. I was in a lot of pain. My body protested as I got to my feet. I stood there in pain and feeling dizzy. Carla handed me my books, “Sorry about him. He can be as much of a jerk as Sean when he wants to be. We should get to class," she said, looking around us.

"You go to class. I need to clear my head," I told her, walking to my locker and putting my books inside. Closing my locker, I looked at Carla and said, "I will talk to you later."

With that, I walked away, making my way out of the front doors and heading home. I just wanted to be alone. I just needed silence.