Today seemed like an ordinary day. I swiftly completed my morning routine and joined the other maids in the kitchen. Preparing a hundred eggs and a hundred slices of bacon simultaneously, I plated them for the pack. Afterward, I tended to set up tables and clean the floors.
As I wrapped up, the pack was heading to the cafeteria. My attempt to slip into the kitchen unnoticed was thwarted by Mercedes, who always seemed to make my life difficult. She tripped me, and I ended up with a bleeding nose, glaring at her as she laughed.After some help from Mrs. Haggadah, I retreated to my room. She offered hope for my future, especially with my eighteenth birthday tomorrow, but I couldn't share her optimism. My life had been one of constant bullying and servitude since I could remember."Oh my god, did Mercedes do this to you?" Mrs. Haggadah exclaimed, rushing to the sink to fill a small bucket with warm water. She quickly grabbed a clean rag and approached me. Judging by the copious blood flowing from my nose, I must have looked like a character from a crime scene."Yes," I managed to reply through clenched teeth, my eyes brimming with tears – a common reaction when anger overwhelmed me. Mrs. Haggadah dampened the rag and began gently cleaning the blood from my face. She then dipped Q-tip ends into the warm water, carefully tending to the blood inside my nostrils. Afterward, she handed me two pieces of balled-up toilet paper, which I inserted into each nostril, tilting my head upward to stanch the bleeding."Rest assured, your birthday is tomorrow, perfectly timed for the gathering of all the wolf packs, including the wolf king's pack. Perhaps tomorrow, you'll discover your mate and have the chance to leave this pack for a better one," Mrs. Haggadah said, her face beaming with optimism. Her hopeful words stood in stark contrast to my own lack of faith in the future.I've endured a lifetime of bullying and have worked as a maid since I could walk and talk. My past is a blank canvas; I can't recall the pack I belonged to before being left on the alpha's doorstep in a basket. The alpha entrusted my upbringing to Mrs. Haggadah. As she spoke of hope for my future and the possibility of finding a mate tomorrow, I offered a half-hearted smirk. The unknown terrifies me, uncertain whether my future will improve or worsen. Still, a glimmer of anticipation stirs within me for tomorrow."Yeah, hopefully," I reply, unable to meet Mrs. Haggadah's gaze. Her smile fades slightly as she tends to the aftermath of my nosebleed. Dizziness and an impending headache grip me, prompting me to inform Mrs. Haggadah. She agrees to let me rest for the remainder of the day.Silently, I retraced my steps to my room, ensuring no one observed my movements. Despite my efforts to be stealthy, I never quite mastered the art of going unnoticed. My biggest shortcoming was my perpetual failure to pay sufficient attention to my surroundings. Lost in my thoughts, I collided with none other than Kyle, the future alpha of the Dark Moon Pack. My eyes widened as I recognized him, desperately wishing I could slip past him unnoticed."Well, well, well, look who it is, and so early in the morning," Kyle remarked, licking his lips while scrutinizing me from head to toe, as though I were a meal about to be devoured. My heart pounded within my chest, and I attempted to walk past him with my head lowered, but he stubbornly blocked my path."Leaving already, Millie?" Kyle chuckled, moving closer. Instinctively, I backed away from him. While Mercedes was a nuisance, Kyle presented a far more dangerous threat, especially when isolated with him. My eyes darted around for an escape route as I continued to retreat until my back met the unyielding wall. 'Damn it,' I cursed silently.Kyle's hands enclosed my face as he drew dangerously close to my mouth. "You know, Millie, if you'd just give in instead of being so stubborn, you wouldn't regret having me in your bed," he leered, his lips moving from my ear to mine. I tried to pull away, but there was no room to escape. His hands roamed my body, fingers gripping my hips, brushing against my breasts until he took one in his firm grasp. Panic surged within me.In an instant, Kyle crumpled to the floor, clutching his private area and groaning in pain. I seized the opportunity to sprint away, rushing to my room.Once safely inside, I locked the door and placed a chair in front of it. My heart pounded from the frantic escape. I lay on my bed, listening intently for any approaching footsteps, making sure Kyle hadn't followed me. For an hour, I remained vigilant before succumbing to unconsciousness. ***I awoke to a voice resonating within my mind. Initially, I thought it might be my own inner thoughts or perhaps even the voice of the Moon Goddess. To my surprise, it was my wolf, signaling that it was now midnight – my eighteenth birthday."Hello Millie, I'm Ellie, your wolf. I've been eagerly waiting for this moment to meet you," my wolf, Ellie, greeted me."I've been anticipating this day too," I replied, sitting up in bed, a sense of newfound connection coursing through me.Suddenly, three knocks echoed at my door, followed by the sound of someone attempting to turn the doorknob. Mrs. Haggadah muttered an expletive. I swiftly leaped out of bed, shifted the chair barricading my door, unlocked it, and swung it open. Mrs. Haggadah stood there, one hand on her hip, wearing a pointed expression, while the other hand held a birthday cake."Happy birthday, Millie!" Mrs. Haggadah cheered with infectious enthusiasm. The cake before me was a petite, adorable strawberry shortcake adorned with eighteen flickering candles. I inclined my head, silently making a wish, then leaned in to extinguish each candle with a gentle puff."What did you wish for?" she inquired."You know I can't tell you; otherwise, it won't come true," I teased.Mrs. Haggadah chuckled. "Well, then I'll share my wish with you. I wished for your enduring happiness, a fantastic birthday, the discovery of your mate, and the departure of those bullies from your life."I raised an eyebrow, a hint of skepticism in my tone. "Are you certain those were wishes and not prayers?"Mrs. Haggadah waved off my remark with a knowing smile."Does it really matter? It's all the same to me. Now, come and enjoy this cake with me," Mrs. Haggadah urged warmly.I followed Mrs. Haggadah went to the kitchen and took a seat beside her. She handed me a small fork, and together we savored my favorite cake."Why was your room door locked? You know I don't like you locking it," Mrs. Haggadah inquired, concerned in her voice."Kyle," I replied succinctly. The mere mention of his name widened Mrs. Haggadah's eyes."What happened?" she pressed.I hesitated briefly before revealing, "I was heading back to the house to rest when I ran into him. He cornered me against a wall, kissed me, and touched me inappropriately. In a panic, I kneed him, then I ran as fast as I could and locked my room door, just in case he decided in case he followed me." Mrs. Haggadah's eyebrows arched in surprise, and she burst into a fit of uncontrollable laughter."What's so amusing?""I'm sorry, dear. I just had this mental image of you kneeing him and him ending up on the ground," I chuckled in response. It was admittedly quite comical, watching him in agony on the floor after what he'd tried. However, my amusement quickly faded, replaced by a somber expression."What's troubling you?" Mrs. Haggadah inquired, concerned etched across her face. I shook my head and took a final bite of my birthday cake."It's nothing, really. I'm just feeling a bit weary. Thank you for the birthday cake. I think I'll retire to my room now.""Goodnight, dear," she bid me farewell with a warm smile.The following morning, I adhered to my usual routine: waking up, getting dressed, and descending to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the pack. My tasks included setting up tables and tending to the cleanliness of the floors. However, this particular morning was marked by chaos, as our pack was expecting visitors from all over the world. The occasion was significant – a gathering for all those who had turned eighteen to potentially find their mates.Surprisingly, the entire pack was already awake, enthusiastically embracing the day's events. Everyone was bubbling with excitement, except for me. My every move was fraught with anxiety, a constant fear of running into Mercedes or, worse, Kyle, or any of the others who made my life miserable.While I was in the midst of cleaning the tables, a merciless hand gripped my hair with a forceful tug. My head was yanked back to an uncomfortable angle, causing my neck to emit a disconcerting crack. The pain shot from my neck down my spine like a
My mate gently set me down after releasing Kyle, and with purposeful strides, he carried us both back to the pack house. As we entered, I was about to direct him to my room, but somehow he seemed to already know the way. In the sanctity of my room, he carefully placed me on my feet.Quickly, I retreated into the bathroom to cleanse myself of the dirt and pain. Emerging from the shower, clad in fresh attire, I reentered my room. My mate reclined on my bed, his gaze fixed upon the ceiling, lost in deep contemplation.Clearing my throat with deliberate intention, I sought to capture his attention. He rose, shirtless, unveiling a physique that seemed sculpted by divine hands."Is this how your pack typically treats you? With bruises marring your body and others taking advantage of you?" I hung my head in shame, overwhelmed by the thought that he might be saddled with a mate who appeared so feeble, unable to defend herself from the torment I'd endured throughout the day."Yes," I replied so
Once in my room, I began emptying out my closet. I hadn't owned many nice clothes during my time as a maid, but I did have a few pairs of jeans and some cherished t-shirts. Those were the ones I decided to pack. Along with my clothes, I gathered all my toiletries and a ruby heart-shaped necklace that had been with me since I arrived at this pack as a baby."Before we leave, can I say goodbye to Mrs. Haggadah?""Of course."After I had packed everything and it was ready to go, one of Damon's guards arrived to collect my luggage and load it onto Damon's personal plane. Then, we made our way to the cafeteria.As we entered the kitchen, I couldn't help but notice the envious glares directed at me. All the girls seemed resentful that I was Damon's mate. It was a satisfying feeling, considering they had always viewed me as nothing more than a lowly maid. Now, I was their queen, and they would have to show me respect. I met every jealous look with a sly smirk as I strolled through the cafeter
"I'll kill her," my wolf growled."Oh, calm down, no you won't.""Yes, I will.""No, you won't, we just met him.""He's our soulmate.""Exactly, so we don't have to worry about the jealous individuals here," I said, emphasizing my point. Besides, he'll probably deal with anyone who tries to mess with us. As we reached the front entrance to the king of wolves' residence, it struck me that it looked like an immense castle, surrounded by a vibrant community."Wow..." I uttered in awe, gazing up at the magnificent structure."Wait until you see the inside," Damon replied with a smirk. The colossal doors swung open, revealing an interior that took my breath away. Painted doves adorned the walls, soaring through cloudy skies. Above us hung brilliantly illuminated chandeliers. The place was colossal, and it was now my new home. I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, momentarily forgetting about any the jealous she-wolves here. We strolled down the lengthy hallways before turning rig
I was awakened by a sudden, blinding light pouring in through my window. My eyes reluctantly squinted open, revealing my servant who had just opened the blinds, letting the bright morning sun flood into the room. I groaned in irritation, never particularly fond of bright lights, especially during the early hours."Rise and shine, Miss Millie. It's time to get up so I can assist you in getting dressed and accompany you to the kitchen. You'll be having breakfast with the king this morning," my servant informed me as she stood at the foot of my bed, nonchalantly pulling the covers off me. I sat up and shot her a disapproving glare, but she seemed entirely unfazed by my expression."Come on now, we haven't got all day," she urged, and I couldn't help but wonder if she'd maintain this tone if she knew my true identity. Rolling my eyes, I reluctantly left the comfort of my bed, primarily motivated by the chill in the air without my blankets.With a sigh, I complied and stepped over to the va
When I returned to my room after the grueling two-hour training session, I immediately headed for the bathroom. Without hesitation, I turned on the faucet, allowing the bathtub to fill with hot, steamy water. The thought of adding bubbles crossed my mind, but I was too drained and eager to soak my aching body.As the tub filled, I shed my workout clothes and eased myself into the water. I didn't mind the scalding heat; I simply craved the soothing relief it promised. My entire body submerged, I reclined, closed my eyes, and surrendered to the bliss of relaxation. Exhaustion weighed me down, and soon, I drifted off into a deep slumber.In my dreams:""Millie..." The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end as the darkness enveloped me."Millie..." Finally, I turned to face the source of the familiar yet chilling voice."This is just a dream," I asserted, trying to convince myself."This isn't a dream, Millie. I'm really here.""No, no, no, this is a dream," I protested, shaking my head
I awoke in an unfamiliar bed, sinking into its comforting embrace. A warm arm encircled me protectively, but as my eyes adjusted to the surroundings, I realized this wasn't the room I had occupied the previous night. Gently, I extricated myself from the embrace, slipping out of bed soundlessly. With cautious steps, I tiptoed to the bathroom and softly closed the adorned door behind me.Turning on the faucet, I splashed water onto my face, then reached for a towel to dry off. When I glanced into the mirror, a scream escaped my lips. My once brown hair, flowing down to the middle of my back, had transformed into a cascade of white platinum, trailing down to my buttocks. My eyes, previously a deep brown, now blazed with a fiery orange intensity, akin to the brilliance of the sun.Freckles, once scattered across my face, had vanished entirely. My complexion had also undergone a remarkable change, evolving from pale white to a radiant olive hue, leaving my skin flawless and blemish-free.Dr
Damon had departed the morning after our passionate night. Now, I faced a whole week without him beside me in bed, his comforting presence sorely missed. I longed for the feeling of his strong arms snuggled around me, his warm body radiating heat, and the delightful scent of mint and cinnamon that clung to him.Over the past three months, he had been incredible. Never once did he pressure me into a physical relationship. He made it a point for us to share breakfast and dinner together, ensuring our connection went beyond the physical. And last night, he had taken me on our first official date, a memory that made me blush as I recalled the intimate moments we shared at the beach.I rose from bed and began preparing for my training session, determined to keep my thoughts in check. As I slipped into a black training tank top, I heard three soft knocks on my door. Before I had a chance to respond, Alexandra Talbot, the woman I had initially mistaken for my servant upon my arrival here, ent
Upon arriving at the mall with my two friends and Alexandra, I was utterly awestruck. The sight that greeted me was that of a massive and exquisite building, adorned in white with tasteful gold accents outlining its grandeur. The exterior alone exuded elegance and opulence. As we stepped inside, I found myself even more enthralled. This was my inaugural visit to a mall, and its interior surpassed any vague expectations I might have had.The glossy floor beneath my feet sparkled with golden glitter, casting a luxurious aura throughout the space. Alongside the walls on either side, a plethora of stores beckoned with offerings ranging from shoes and jewelry to clothing and more. The second level, no less splendid, featured a transparent glass floor that added to the mall's enchanting atmosphere.As we entered the mall, Cycil, Raina, and I made our way into the first store, Forever21. Alexandra, on the other hand, chose to wait outside, clearly unenthusiastic about being here. We had a bit
Damon had departed the morning after our passionate night. Now, I faced a whole week without him beside me in bed, his comforting presence sorely missed. I longed for the feeling of his strong arms snuggled around me, his warm body radiating heat, and the delightful scent of mint and cinnamon that clung to him.Over the past three months, he had been incredible. Never once did he pressure me into a physical relationship. He made it a point for us to share breakfast and dinner together, ensuring our connection went beyond the physical. And last night, he had taken me on our first official date, a memory that made me blush as I recalled the intimate moments we shared at the beach.I rose from bed and began preparing for my training session, determined to keep my thoughts in check. As I slipped into a black training tank top, I heard three soft knocks on my door. Before I had a chance to respond, Alexandra Talbot, the woman I had initially mistaken for my servant upon my arrival here, ent
I awoke in an unfamiliar bed, sinking into its comforting embrace. A warm arm encircled me protectively, but as my eyes adjusted to the surroundings, I realized this wasn't the room I had occupied the previous night. Gently, I extricated myself from the embrace, slipping out of bed soundlessly. With cautious steps, I tiptoed to the bathroom and softly closed the adorned door behind me.Turning on the faucet, I splashed water onto my face, then reached for a towel to dry off. When I glanced into the mirror, a scream escaped my lips. My once brown hair, flowing down to the middle of my back, had transformed into a cascade of white platinum, trailing down to my buttocks. My eyes, previously a deep brown, now blazed with a fiery orange intensity, akin to the brilliance of the sun.Freckles, once scattered across my face, had vanished entirely. My complexion had also undergone a remarkable change, evolving from pale white to a radiant olive hue, leaving my skin flawless and blemish-free.Dr
When I returned to my room after the grueling two-hour training session, I immediately headed for the bathroom. Without hesitation, I turned on the faucet, allowing the bathtub to fill with hot, steamy water. The thought of adding bubbles crossed my mind, but I was too drained and eager to soak my aching body.As the tub filled, I shed my workout clothes and eased myself into the water. I didn't mind the scalding heat; I simply craved the soothing relief it promised. My entire body submerged, I reclined, closed my eyes, and surrendered to the bliss of relaxation. Exhaustion weighed me down, and soon, I drifted off into a deep slumber.In my dreams:""Millie..." The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end as the darkness enveloped me."Millie..." Finally, I turned to face the source of the familiar yet chilling voice."This is just a dream," I asserted, trying to convince myself."This isn't a dream, Millie. I'm really here.""No, no, no, this is a dream," I protested, shaking my head
I was awakened by a sudden, blinding light pouring in through my window. My eyes reluctantly squinted open, revealing my servant who had just opened the blinds, letting the bright morning sun flood into the room. I groaned in irritation, never particularly fond of bright lights, especially during the early hours."Rise and shine, Miss Millie. It's time to get up so I can assist you in getting dressed and accompany you to the kitchen. You'll be having breakfast with the king this morning," my servant informed me as she stood at the foot of my bed, nonchalantly pulling the covers off me. I sat up and shot her a disapproving glare, but she seemed entirely unfazed by my expression."Come on now, we haven't got all day," she urged, and I couldn't help but wonder if she'd maintain this tone if she knew my true identity. Rolling my eyes, I reluctantly left the comfort of my bed, primarily motivated by the chill in the air without my blankets.With a sigh, I complied and stepped over to the va
"I'll kill her," my wolf growled."Oh, calm down, no you won't.""Yes, I will.""No, you won't, we just met him.""He's our soulmate.""Exactly, so we don't have to worry about the jealous individuals here," I said, emphasizing my point. Besides, he'll probably deal with anyone who tries to mess with us. As we reached the front entrance to the king of wolves' residence, it struck me that it looked like an immense castle, surrounded by a vibrant community."Wow..." I uttered in awe, gazing up at the magnificent structure."Wait until you see the inside," Damon replied with a smirk. The colossal doors swung open, revealing an interior that took my breath away. Painted doves adorned the walls, soaring through cloudy skies. Above us hung brilliantly illuminated chandeliers. The place was colossal, and it was now my new home. I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, momentarily forgetting about any the jealous she-wolves here. We strolled down the lengthy hallways before turning rig
Once in my room, I began emptying out my closet. I hadn't owned many nice clothes during my time as a maid, but I did have a few pairs of jeans and some cherished t-shirts. Those were the ones I decided to pack. Along with my clothes, I gathered all my toiletries and a ruby heart-shaped necklace that had been with me since I arrived at this pack as a baby."Before we leave, can I say goodbye to Mrs. Haggadah?""Of course."After I had packed everything and it was ready to go, one of Damon's guards arrived to collect my luggage and load it onto Damon's personal plane. Then, we made our way to the cafeteria.As we entered the kitchen, I couldn't help but notice the envious glares directed at me. All the girls seemed resentful that I was Damon's mate. It was a satisfying feeling, considering they had always viewed me as nothing more than a lowly maid. Now, I was their queen, and they would have to show me respect. I met every jealous look with a sly smirk as I strolled through the cafeter
My mate gently set me down after releasing Kyle, and with purposeful strides, he carried us both back to the pack house. As we entered, I was about to direct him to my room, but somehow he seemed to already know the way. In the sanctity of my room, he carefully placed me on my feet.Quickly, I retreated into the bathroom to cleanse myself of the dirt and pain. Emerging from the shower, clad in fresh attire, I reentered my room. My mate reclined on my bed, his gaze fixed upon the ceiling, lost in deep contemplation.Clearing my throat with deliberate intention, I sought to capture his attention. He rose, shirtless, unveiling a physique that seemed sculpted by divine hands."Is this how your pack typically treats you? With bruises marring your body and others taking advantage of you?" I hung my head in shame, overwhelmed by the thought that he might be saddled with a mate who appeared so feeble, unable to defend herself from the torment I'd endured throughout the day."Yes," I replied so
The following morning, I adhered to my usual routine: waking up, getting dressed, and descending to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the pack. My tasks included setting up tables and tending to the cleanliness of the floors. However, this particular morning was marked by chaos, as our pack was expecting visitors from all over the world. The occasion was significant – a gathering for all those who had turned eighteen to potentially find their mates.Surprisingly, the entire pack was already awake, enthusiastically embracing the day's events. Everyone was bubbling with excitement, except for me. My every move was fraught with anxiety, a constant fear of running into Mercedes or, worse, Kyle, or any of the others who made my life miserable.While I was in the midst of cleaning the tables, a merciless hand gripped my hair with a forceful tug. My head was yanked back to an uncomfortable angle, causing my neck to emit a disconcerting crack. The pain shot from my neck down my spine like a