Chapter 1

"Are you going to wash that all your life?" My stepmother looked into the laundry room and yelled, making me shake in fear.

"I'll be done with this soon, Ma," I replied, but as expected, she ran closer and grabbed my ear.

"How many times will I correct you? Don't you ever talk back at me again!" She yelled wickedly and continued pulling and twisting my ear while I struggled to maintain my balance.

"Is she still on that cloth?" My stepsister immediately came into the room and joined in punishing me. 

She grabbed my hair and pulled it hard, almost separating my scalp from my head.

"I apologize, ma," I said in pain and agony. I just want them to let me go. I want them to leave me in peace. All they ever do is hurt me. They hurt me every day without feeling remorse.

"Yeah, be fast, you weak weirdo," my step-sister, Genesis chuckled. She is obviously enjoying my pain. I am certain that torturing me is what they love doing best. It's their hobby, and if they don't bully me, they'll become very restless. I've grown accustomed to some of their abuses, but I must confess that I haven't adjusted to everything yet.

 I still feel pain every time they hurt me, especially when they do so in the presence of my father and he refuses to help me.

My father doesn't help or caution his wife and daughter whenever they hurt me. Every time they hurt me, I always look to him for help, but all he does is pretend like nothing is happening. I am his first child— the child of his first mate before she died.

 Yes, my mother is late. It's been more than twenty years since she died, and my father brought home a second mate.

At first, his second mate treated me well, but then suddenly changed after she gave birth to her daughter, who is my step-sister. It is still hard for me to understand her reasons for treating me badly. All I ever hope for is for my father to defend me and regard me as his daughter. I want him to stand up for me, I want him to protect me like all fathers do, and I want to feel safe under his arms even if it happens just once—just once I need to hear him tell me that he loves me just like other fathers out there.

My wish may seem unreasonable, but it's what I truly want.

"Nonsense," my stepmother spat on me, and Genesis quickly followed suit before storming out to the sitting room.

Once they were out of the laundry room, I redressed my hair and got back to the pile of clothes that I had been washing all morning.

"So how did it turn out, my dear?" my stepmother questioned Genesis from the sitting room.

"They asked me to return in the evening for the results. Mom, I am nervous. Do you think the king's mother will choose me as the king's breeder?"

"Are you scared?"

"No, Mother, it's just that..." 

"No! You are not allowed to have doubts, my sweet bear. I have secretly sent gifts to the king's mother. They will definitely choose you."

"But I heard that the king's breeder would be chosen by the moon goddess and..."

"Well, I think the queen will have no choice but to choose you herself. You are the only lady in our pack that fits the criteria of a queen. You have all the features of a queen, so she will have no choice but to pick you despite the moon goddess's choice," my stepmother cuts in and reassures.

I heard Genesis' heartbeat slow down, which simply meant that she was no longer nervous.

There was an announcement. The Alpha King's mother wants a breeder for the king. According to rumors, the king does not want a mate. He doesn't want a queen. It is said that the king hates contact with other beings, be they wolves, Lycans, or humans.

So the king's mother must want a baby out of the king at the very least, which is why she posted an announcement. 

Hereditary beauty and healthy She-wolves from within and outside the pack have been traveling to the palace to see if they could be chosen as the king's breeder, but there hasn't been any positive result so far.

Today, Genesis decided to take a risk after receiving encouragement from my stepmother. She decided to take the bold step to also contest for the position of the king's breeder.

I hope she gets rejected; I hoped I finished the laundry.

Once this was done, I carried the big bucket of clothes out into the sun to dry them. While spreading them, Genesis came out to watch me, but I ignored her. 

She must be here to stir up trouble; everything about her is trouble. I hate being close to her. I hate the fact that she is my stepsister; I hate her and her mother so much, but what can I do?

I have to pretend to care for them whenever we are outside. I still pretend that she is my sweet little sister. But in fact, she is a devil in sheep's clothing, and because of her mother and her special abilities, she finds pleasure in seeing me in pain. I'll say she is a sadist, yeah, a big one.

"Hey, big weakling sister, do you think I will be chosen as the Alpha King's Breeder?" Genesis asked after a while of watching me work.

"Yes, you will," I answer without sparing her a glance.

"Really?" She asked in that evil tone of hers. She uses that tone whenever she is up to something bad— something evil.

I continued spreading the clothes, trying my best not to look at her. But as expected, she walked to me and grabbed my hair, then twisted my head, making sure that I was now looking at her.

"When I am talking to you, you must focus on me. How many times do I have to tell you that big, weakling sister?" She snorted.

You all must be wondering why she keeps calling me a weakling. It's because I am weak. I was born weak, and even as a full breed, I have never met my wolf. I have never shifted, and everyone in the pack knows this. 

Not only am I wolfless and weaker than humans, but I also act without thinking most times, I make mistakes, and I am very stupid and clumsy. Yeah, they all tell me that, and even without the constant reminders from everyone in the pack, I know that I am weak, stupid, wolfless, and clumsy. 

Most times I trip on my own leg while walking. I can't run at full speed; I have no special ability of my own.

The moon goddess blesses everyone with special abilities when they shift for the first time. They might develop the ability to heal themselves or even heal others. In addition, they might develop extra speed. The werewolves are fast, but when blessed with super speed, they become even faster. They'll be invisible. 

Some are blessed with strength and beauty, and that is exactly what my stepsister Genesis has been blessed with. She became incredibly beautiful and strong after shifting for the first time. Genesis took down two Alphas by herself in front of the whole pack, and this left everyone stunned because she was the first she-wolf to be blessed with such powers.

"I... I am sorry," Genesis' hands were now holding my neck. She tightened her hands around my neck and lifted me above the ground. I looked down to see my feet dancing in the air; when I looked at her, I saw a sick smirk playing at the corner of her lips. She must be enjoying this.

If there is one thing Genesis loves doing aside from bullying me, it's showing off her special abilities.

"Put me down... Put me down..." I coughed as life started leaving my body.

"No, I refuse, big sister. What will you do about that?" She mocks.

I tried touching her as I thought of a way to free myself from her grip, but she kept lifting me higher. Hot tears rushed out of my eyes as I started giving up. Maybe giving up is the best option right now. I should meet my mother. My mother will never treat me badly. 

Even though my father acts this way toward me, my mother will never treat me this way. I think I should go to her; it's better this way...I stopped struggling and closed my eyes, about to give up, when the gate opened, and his scent filled my nostrils.

Genesis immediately brought me to the floor and rushed to him.

"Daddy," she cried and threw herself at him, and he didn't fail to catch her.

"How was today, Dad? I know dealing with humans is hard, but was it harder today?" Genesis collected the briefcase from my dad as they came closer to me. I relaxed on the floor where Genesis left me and watched as my father walked side by side with the girl who tried to strangle me a second ago.

Will he say something in defense? Will he question her actions? I know he saw how she was trying to kill me a few minutes ago. He saw all that.

"Dealing with humans is the most difficult task ever. I don't want you to ever experience that," my father replied as they walked arm in arm, walking past me like I was not there. 

Like I was invincible. Still not convinced, I ran and stopped them.

"Dad, I..." I made to talk to him, but...

"Later, Sarah," my father abruptly dismissed me before disappearing into the house with his daughter.

My heart was shattered all over again by his brutal rejection. I felt my legs weaken and tears well up in my eyes.

"What? What does it take to earn recognition? You obviously don't love me anymore, Dad. What will it take for you to love and defend me?" I yelled, but of course, they both ignored me.

I'm sure they heard me. We all were werewolves with super hearing abilities, so there was no way they couldn't have heard those words.

"Why do you let them treat me so?" I yelled again in a shaky voice. Without another word, I ran out of our house and into the streets. I continued running, going anyway and everywhere my tiny legs led me.

After running for about twenty minutes, I stopped to catch my breath. I wiped my tears and sweat and took deep breaths to calm my broken heart.

My first love has broken my heart again. But where the hell am I? I look around my environment to see the palace in the distance. How did I get here? I stared at the tallest building in front of me, wondering how I got there. 

The palace is miles away from my father's house, so how did I get here within minutes? Considering my type of speed and strength, it is naturally impossible to get here within a few minutes. 

A normal and healthy werewolf could pull this up, but how was I able to do it as well? Different thoughts filled my head as I thought of different possibilities.

I was still thinking to myself when I suddenly heard a strange voice speak. 

'Become the Alpha King's Breeder,' the voice whispered.

Huh? What? Who said that? I turned with a start as I tried to find the owner of the voice, but no matter how hard I looked, I couldn't see anyone. I'm basically alone here, so who said that? 

'You want to be recognized, right? You want your father to also protect you, then become the Alpha King's Breeder. Now is our only chance,' the voice came again, and this time I was able to detect where it was coming from.

The voice is inside my head; it's coming from my head. 

What? How? What does this mean? 

Wait... Is it my wolf? 

"My Wolf?!" I gasped out loudly at the thought. I've never seen or met my wolf. I don't know what she looks or sounds like. 

Is she...?

"Are you...?" I started to ask.

'Yes, you are right; I am your wolf, and I want you to go in there and become the king's breeder. That is the only way we can both survive,' the voice came again.

Without thinking much about the consequences of what I was about to do, I faced the palace building and soon walked through the palace gate. Once I was in, I requested to become the Alpha King's Breeder, much to the shock of everyone around.