Bride of the cruel Lycan

I woke up early in the morning and got up. My heart flutters in excitement because today is a special day. It's my eighteenth birthday and I will be meeting my wolf! I couldn't wait to shift for the first time!

Rumors had it that it was painful for them, but I couldn't care less about that part. Probably, it will just be for a second and it gets easier later.

A little bit of pain is nothing compared to the physical abuse I get from my foster family. I just wish my parents were here to see me shift for the first time, but they died in a rogue attack a long time ago.

"Happy birthday, Margareth!" My one and only best friend, Zen, pops out of nowhere in my room and proceeds to give me a birthday cake. I laughed and hugged her tight.

She even placed eighteen candles on the cake! What a lovely girl!

The corner of my lips formed into a smile as I hugged her.

"Thank you, Zen,” I whispered and patted her back. “But you don't have to do this, though," said I while blowing out the candles on my cake.

She giggled and said, "Why not? It's a special day! You're gonna meet your wolf for the first time! And…”

Both of us stared at each other, thinking about the same thing, and we both ended up giggling and blushing like teenagers.

Once the sun sets, we go to the woods and do the ritual.

"You see that groundwater well over there, Marga?" Zen pointed to a deep well near where we are.

I nodded and asked, “What am I going to do?”

She summoned me to just walk past that well and feel the emotions building up. After that, I'm going to shift my wolf. It was a simple task.

My heart feels like exploding. I was smiling ear to ear while walking slowly in my white, silky dress, to feel this moment special. While walking, I saw a silhouette of someone, but I didn't mind who that was because I concentrated on my feelings.

I closed my eyes and felt the electrifying sensation running through my veins.

This is it! I'm going to shift! However, the sensation died instantly and I could feel my world crumbling into pieces.

Opening my eyes, my vision blurry for a second and I fell to my knees. Someone was calling me, but I had no energy left to respond.

I didn't shift. 

Does that mean I belong to a shameful category called wolfless she-wolf? 

"What happened?" I asked Zen while massaging my forehead.

"You just fell on the ground! Are you okay?” Her eyes looked so worried, but I was distracted by Megan’s irritating presence. She was the one who laughed at me.

I remember that voice!

"Gosh, you didn't shift? That was so embarrassing!” Megan said while pointing at me.

I was lying on the ground. She was holding her stomach because she couldn't seem to stop herself from laughing.

No, no, no. This can't happen!

I was so excited to meet my wolf, but I just became a wolfless she-wolf! That's a nightmare! It's like a part of me is killed!

The next morning, my father was so agitated because of the news. I was right. Megan did the evil's work already. Everyone in our pack already knows I'm a wolfless she-wolf. My mother was disappointed, but she couldn't do anything to console me.

After all, I'm not her biological daughter.

My step-sister, on the other hand, tried communicating with me, but I didn't let her in my room.

"Tanya! You're just wasting food! Don't feed that brat if she doesn't want to eat!” I heard my mother's shout one time when my step-sister brought me food again inside my room.

She heaved a deep sigh and brushed my hair using her fingers while I pretended to be asleep. "Do you want to talk about it, Margs?”

I shook my head. Shoot! I'm pretending to be asleep, yet I just moved my head! I heard her chuckle and said, "If you want anything, just call me, okay?”

She went out after that immediately. Tanya may not be my biological sister but she was kind and good to me. I'm blessed to have her and Zen in my life. They were the only ones who kept me living my life.

That night, Zen knocked on my window and told me to doll up because there are royalties coming in our Red Blood Pack.

"If it's a party, I'm not going," I told her.

"What? You've gotta be kidding me!”

"You know from all people in my life, Zen, that I particularly hate parties!”

"But these are royalties, Margareth! Who knows we could marry one of the Princes!" She giggled at the thought and I rolled my eyes at her. She has this fetish of daydreaming to marry a rich, noble husband one day. 

I know that no one wants me. I'm alright with anyone as long as it's my mate and he could give me a happy family. I didn't wish to marry royalty because they wouldn't even glance at a weakling like me. I just want a man who's going to love me purely. One who will shower me with kisses every night and the morning I wake up.

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Zen told me that a big event is happening tonight. It's called Treaty Peace Celebration where all packs gather around in one place.