Chapter 6

~Sophia~

"Tell me, did night walk pack sent you here rejected mate?" Derick asked, and stared at me with a stern look on his face, as if trying to find any hint of a lie in my eyes. I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze, feeling like a criminal being interrogated. Mia stood behind him, a smug look on her face, clearly enjoying my discomfort.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Derick," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I wasn't sent here by anyone to spy on the company."

Derick didn't look convinced. "Then why are you working for your biggest rival pack?" he asked. "Why did you choose to come here, of all places?"

I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. "I came here because I needed a job, and this was the only one I could find. I didn't know I was coming to work in a company owned by my pack enemy."

Derick narrowed his eyes at me, as if weighing my words. "And why should I believe you?" he asked.

I felt a knot forming in my stomach. How could I prove to him that I was telling the truth? "I don't know how to prove it to you, Derick," I said. "But I swear on my life that I wasn't sent here to spy on the company. I just need this job to survive."

Derick's expression softened slightly, but he still seemed unsure. "I'll have to think about this," he said. "In the meantime, you can go back to your work."

I nodded, feeling relieved that the interrogation was over. I turned to leave, but Mia stepped in front of me, blocking my path.

"Don't think you're off the hook that easily, Sophia," she sneered. "I'm keeping my eye on you, and if I find out that you're lying, you'll be in big trouble."

I gritted my teeth, resisting the urge to snap back at her. Instead, I just nodded silently and made my way out.

The rest of the day passed in a blur, with me trying to keep my head down and focus on my work. But I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that lingered inside me. I knew that Derick and Mia didn't trust me, and I didn't know how to prove my innocence.

As I left the company for the day, I couldn't help but wonder if I should just quit and find another job. But I knew that it wouldn't be easy, especially with the banishment from my pack hanging over my head.

I sighed heavily, feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders. I didn't know how I was going to make it through this, but I knew that I had to keep trying. 

I was lying in bed, almost drifting off to sleep when I heard a sudden knock on my door. I checked the time, and it was already past 10 at night. I wondered who could be knocking on my door at this hour. Reluctantly, I got up and made my way to the door.

When I opened the door, I was met with an unfamiliar face, a lady I had never seen before. She was smiling at me, her hand outstretched for a handshake. I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. I couldn't smell any hint of werewolf on her, so I knew she was human. But I still felt uneasy about letting a stranger into my home.

I quickly closed the door, hoping she would take the hint and leave. But the lady knock again, more insistently this time. I felt my anger rising as I opened the door once again.

"Who are you?" I asked, my tone harsher than I intended.

The lady introduced herself as Miranda, and explained that she worked at Mondragon company. My mind immediately went to the worst-case scenario. Is she a spy, sent to gather information about me? Or maybe she is working with the enemy?

Before I could say anything, Miranda just walked right into my house, as if she had every right to be there. I was taken aback by her audacity and didn't know what to do. I asked her how she knew where I lived, and she simply replied that she had followed me last time.

I felt my anger boiling over. Who did this woman think she was? Invading my privacy and walking into my home without my permission? I demanded to know what she wanted and why she was working in a company full of werewolves.

Miranda explained that her job was to clean the toilets at Mondragon's company. And that she had seen first-hand how badly the werewolves treated the humans who worked there. I wasn't interested with what she's saying, but she continue and said that, she had seen them abuse and mistreat their human employees. 

Miranda looked at me with a mix of curiosity and sympathy in her eyes. "Why are they mistreating you at Mondragon company?" She asked.

I let out a sigh and looked away, feeling the weight of my burden as I say. "Because I'm not from their pack," I replied. "My pack is their biggest rival, and they see me as an outsider."

Miranda nodded slowly, seeming to understand. "But you're a werewolf, like them," she said.

"Yes, I am," I confirmed. "But it's not enough. They only accept those who are part of their pack."

"I see," Miranda said softly. "But that's not fair. You're still a part of the werewolf community."

I smiled weakly at her words, grateful for her understanding. "It's not just that," I continued. "I'm also a rejected mate. My Alpha chose my stepsister over me, and I was banished from my pack because I'm working at Mondragon company, which goes against our pack rules."

Miranda's eyes widened in surprise. "That's awful," she said. "I can't imagine what that feel like."

"It's been hard," I admitted. "But I have to keep going. I can't let them break me."

"You're strong," Miranda said, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder. "And you're not alone. I was a forbidden child because my parents were both wolves, but I didn't possess any werewolf power. I know what it's like to feel like you don't belong."

I looked at Miranda with newfound respect and admiration. Despite her own struggles, she still had the capacity to empathize with others. "Thank you," I said sincerely. "It means a lot."

"Of course," Miranda replied with a warm smile. "We have to stick together, as an outcasts."

We both laughed, feeling happy, and Miranda said she wanted to take me somewhere. I was reluctant at first, but later agreed. Miranda took me to a forest, I never knew that there's forest where I can run freely in Canada.

I looked at Miranda and felt a sudden urge to show her who I really was. "Watch me," I said, as I started to shift.

My body contorted and twisted, I felt my muscles bulging and my bones cracking. My senses sharpened and my vision became more acute. In a matter of seconds, I had transformed into a magnificent wolf.

Miranda's eyes widened with amazement as she looked at me. "Wow, you're beautiful," she said, as she reached out to pet my fur.

I felt a wave of pleasure as she ran her fingers through my soft, velvety coat. I playfully nuzzled her hand, enjoying the sensation of her touch.

We ran through the forest together, chasing each other and howling at the moon. The cool night air felt invigorating on my fur, and I felt alive and free.

As we played, I couldn't help but feel grateful for Miranda's company. For a moment, I was able to forget about my troubles and just enjoy the present moment.

Eventually, I started to feel the fatigue of my transformation setting in. I shifted back to my human form and sat down next to Miranda, panting slightly.

"That was amazing," Miranda said, with a wide grin on her face. "It been long I saw something like that."

"Thank you," I said, feeling a sense of pride. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."

We sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes, admiring the beauty of the night sky. It was a peaceful moment, and I felt content.

As we made our way back to the city, I felt a newfound sense of hope. Maybe, with Miranda by my side, I could face whatever challenges lay ahead I guess.