1~My Life

(BlueMoon Pack) 

Aurora's POV

Rory. It called to me; a deep velvety voice that slipped over my body like a sensual quilt. I was cradled by darkness, like the hands of the beast that mastered it. I felt a hot deep breath at the nape of my neck but when I turned around, I was met with darkness. 

Come to me. 

The voice said yet again. I could feel his presence right behind me, but when I looked back I saw nothing. My heart pounded in my ears as the hair in the back of my neck stood, my body tingled with goosebumps. 

My breath lodged tightly in my throat as an unseen force lifted the hair from my shoulders and wrapped its hand around my throat. Though the grip wasn't tight or painful, but the sheer shock caused me to let out a loud scream that bounced off the walls of the dark room. 

I turned around again and this time, the darkness shifted, revealing a man with feral, dark eyes. 

His eyes were dark and emotionless as he grinned at me without humor, his canines elongated at the motion. With one last stroke to my neck, he growled out;

Mine! You are mine! 

❀ 

Every night I always have this same dream about a mysterious man. It started when I clocked 18 a few months ago and ever since, it hasn't stopped. And the dream always ended with the same words 'You are mine!' and he would leave like he was blown by the wind. 

I let out a loud scream as a bucket of cold freezing water was poured down on my body. I jumped out of the bed fearfully staring at the furious figure before me with widened eyes. 

Before I could get a word out of my mouth, a loud painful slap landed on my cheek. My cheeks burned from the stinging sensation and I let out a screech but I dare not say a word. I have been tortured enough to know not to talk back or retaliate when I'm getting beat up. 

“You stupid bitch!” My father yelled, landing another hot slap on my left cheek. As if that wasn't enough, he grabbed my damp hair and yanked it so hard that a few strands must have fallen off. “I told you to wake up at exactly five am in the morning! Did you forget?!” He growled, yanking my hair more tightly. “It's your fucking wedding today!” 

“I - I'm sorry father. I swear I didn't mean to oversleep. Please,” I cried out in pain. But he was far too gone to listen to my pleas. He grabbed me from the bed and threw me against the floor. My elbow scraped against the floor immediately drawing blood, I bit my lips to stop me from screeching in pain.

How could I have forgotten that it's my wedding day? Today is the day that I would be getting married to the Alpha's son, Leo. My father is the beta of BlueMoon Pack and he and our Alpha arranged a marriage between Leo and I against my will. 

Apparently, Leo has always had a crush on me while we were young and he pleaded with his father to force me to get married to him even though we were not mates. I hated this. I hated them for coaxing me into a marriage without my consent but I dare not say it out loud. Unless I wanted to be killed. 

I have no choice but to do as they say. Getting married to Leo was not on my to do list. I had always believed in true soul mates getting married, but seeing as I didn't find my mate on my eighteenth birthday, neither did Leo, who by the way was too infatuated with me to even think about finding his mate. 

'This is goodluck.' They had said. 'The moon goddess clearly wanted them to end up together, that's why she didn't give them mates. They were destined to be together! The moon goddess clearly made a mistake by not making them mates!' Her father nodded eagerly, agreeing with Alpha Tiberius' words. 

“How many times do I have to warn you never to call me your father?! You never learn, you stupid whore! You're just like your brainless mother! I regret the day I birthed a weak and worthless girl like you, I doubt I even did.” He spat menacingly, eyeing me with disgust. I tried not to flinch at his murderous expression. “I never wanted a girl in the first place, your mother whored herself around and got pregnant for you! You look nothing like me.” He seethed as he glared at me with so much hatred, I was slightly taken aback. 

This isn't the first time my father denied being my biological parent but that didn't stop it from hurting her the more he said it. I hated being the rejected one in my family. I have two elder brothers who my father adored. They were his true sons and heir, he had said. My brothers loved me as much as I love them but that didn't stop jealousy from consuming me. 

If only I could be the perfect daughter. His perfect daughter. But I'm not and never would. I'm the weak and pathetic girl in the pack. The words stung to say, but after hearing them for so long, I finally got used to it. Because they were true. 

I looked down in shame, watching as the blood from the cut on my elbow slipped to the floor. “Get your worthless self into the bathroom and freshen up! I'll give you five minutes to get ready. Five minutes! One minute late and I'll have your head for it.” Glaring at her one last time, he walked out of her room. I could hear a distant, 'stupid bitch' just before he went out of earshot. 

Standing up on wobbly feet, I walked into my tiny bathroom with teary eyes. I stared at my reflection in the mirror and gasped at the sight in front of me. Both of my cheeks were extremely red and there was a small cut on the side of my head. 

I looked nothing like a bride. A bride should have a glow on her face knowing she was going to spend the rest of her life with her destined but she looked nothing like it. No glow. No happiness. Just my sunken cheeks and hollow eyes. 

Was I cursed to never be happy? To always be stepped upon by people who derived pleasure in torturing innocent people? Clearly the moon goddess hates me because if she didn't, I wouldn't be forsaken in the hands of these cruel people.