Chapter 1 - Mate

Marly POV

                  The thrusting of my mate in my body, was causing me pain, but I was happy to know that I had found my mate, Maxwell Sampson.  He was the soon to be named Alpha for our pack, Red Pines Pack.  I was an Omega, and I was an embarrassment to my family.  My family had never disillusioned me.  My fate as a she-wolf was to serve the Pack.  Maxwell promised me it did not matter that I was an Omega, as he dragged me into the closet at the school we were attending.

                  Our Pack often hosted events where our Packs would visit one another.  I had met Maxwell when I was young and had loved him for years.  Yes, he bullied me as we got older.  Being an Omega, you kind of expected those things.  But as soon as our mate bond clicked, all of that disappeared and it was just the two of us.

                  He never abused me, like the others did.  I was one of the few Omegas in our Pack and school.  As such, there was always someone around to remind you of your place in the Pack world.  I hated it, but I knew the Moon Goddess would bless me with an amazing mate, who would one day protect me from all the abuse.

                  As Maxwell was thrusting into my body harder, I whimpered as the pain got more intense.  He did not seem to hear me, but I knew first times were always like this.  It must be almost over.  He suddenly pulled out of me, and thinking it was done, I started to smile when he turned me around and braced my hands against the table I had been sitting on. 

                  He entered me from behind, and it started again, but I did not say anything.  I simply bit my lip, waiting for it to be over so I could be with my mate.  As he went faster, I heard him groan out his release, slumping over my body.  I basked in the warmth of his body wrapped around mine, knowing that I had given my mate pleasure.

                  I looked back towards Maxwell’s face, hoping for a kiss, when he slipped out of me and did his pants up.  I slowly turned around fixing my clothes.  He had been in such a rush; we had not taken our clothes off.  That was the mate bond.  Exciting and unpredictable, I thought with a smile.

                  I looked to Maxwell shyly, “Was it alright?” I asked.  “Was what alright?” he replied, confused.  “Me, was our love making alright?” I clarified.  He looked distracted, “Umm yeah, sure it was alright,” he said bringing a smile to my face.  “I need to go to class,” he mumbled as he opened the door to the janitor’s closet and walked out leaving me on my own.

                  I felt the sting of tears, but I realized he was already late for his class, while I had study hour in the library.  I gathered my bookbag, cringing at the discomfort between my legs.  Then I smiled, I was a woman now.  I had a mate.  My wolf came to me last night at midnight since it was my eighteenth birthday today.  Her name is Zara, and she told me I would not shift today as most do.  I was special and I needed to wait.

I was disappointed, but she had yipped in excitement that we had found our mate.    I could not wait to get home and tell my parents that their Omega daughter who had embarrassed them over the years was mated with the future Alpha of the Red Pines Pack.

                  The rest of the day passed quickly.  I had not seen Maxwell all day and sadly he left before I could see him again.  Before I could tell him goodbye and make plans to see him later.  I understood, he was busy with his Alpha lessons, and I needed to respect that.  Afterall, I was going to be a Luna one day soon and would be in training myself.

                  Taking the bus home to the Red Pines Pack, I ignored those bullying me on the bus.  I was basking in the thrilling thoughts that I had a mate.  And he was not just any mate, but an Alpha mate.  I would wait until Maxwell deemed it appropriate to tell everyone we were mates.  I did not want to embarrass him by pushing him too quickly.

                  I got home, made supper for my family, did my homework, and then went to get ready for bed.  My family tolerated my existence.  My father was the Gamma of our Pack, so my mother was the Gamma female.  There had been expectations, as the oldest child, that I would be the next Gamma in the long line of Gamma’s in our family.

                  To the disappointment of my family, that had not been the case, and when I was born, I had been identified as an Omega.  My family had ensured I always knew my place.  I served my parents and my younger brother all their meals, I worked in our Pack house on special occasions such as mating Galas, celebratory ceremonies.  I cooked, cleaned … whatever was needed.  And whenever I was needed, my parents made me work the events, while they collected my pay.

                  The Alpha and Beta families were disappointed with me as well.  They made no secret of their disgust with me, but I was never beaten publicly, so I took that as a small win.  The Alpha and Beta children took turns bullying me and abusing me, but they were never punished even though everyone knew it was happening.

                  I went to get into the shower, surprised at the blood inside my white panties.  Now that I had a mate, I would need to get special panties and bras.  Whatever he liked, I would wear.  My mother never allowed me to get anything special, saying I did not deserve it.  So, I made do with the plain underwear I had.

                  I wondered what Maxwell was doing right now.  I wanted to be with him.  Not have sex, I was still sore from that.  But to be in his arms, to be protected by him.  After my shower I went to lay in bed, when the first twinges of pain raced through my body.  I had no idea what it meant, but the pain increased in intensity.

                  I screamed out in agony, trying to curl myself into my body.  I was a ball of pain, when my mother entered my room. “What the hell is going on?  What are you screaming for?” my mother demanded.  I lay there, with tears streaming from my eyes, “I do not know.  I have burning pain in my stomach,” I replied as another wave of pain hit me.

                  She looked at me in disgust.  “Did you meet your mate today?” she asked me, annoyed by the next howl I let out.  “Yes,” I bit out, trying to breathe through the pain.  “Well, your mate is having sex with somebody else,” she said, as she looked at me.  “That is not possible,” I muttered, as another wave rolled over my body.

                  I gasped in pain, as my mother leaned down towards me.  I thought she was going to console me; however, she simply muttered, “Did you really believe you were enough for any mate?”.

                  The pain carried on for a couple of hours.  My wolf howled in my head.  She had tried to take the pain for me, but it was too intense for her.  She would not confirm what my mother had said was the truth and simply receded to the back of my mind.

                   It could not be.  I would not believe it.  Something was wrong with me; I just knew it.  I needed Maxwell but had no way to connect with him.  As an Omega, our linking abilities were limited to family.  Unless we were mated and then we could connect with our mate as well.

                  More pain rolled over me in waves, as I curled into a tight ball trying to manage the pain.