Sgt Maddox

Chapter 1.

Avaline Pov.

"What the hell is this slut doing here?" a voice sneered.

"Does she think that throwing herself at the Alpha makes her walk in here like she owns the place?" another chimed in.

"The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, her mother-" Another mocked disdainfully.

I tuned out the daily dose of mockery, my heart heavy with pain.

Today, I didn't have the strength to endure the verbal beating, so I made my way into the hallways of the pack. But the whispers increased, making me dig my nails into my skin nervously. I was used to this treatment and way of life, but today was different. Today was my birthday, and the day Drake and I would consummate our relationship.

I loved him with all my heart, and he did the same, standing by me against all odds. I was already certain he was my mate, right from when I stepped into the packhouse and the scent of sandalwood and pinewood hit me hard - it was his.

As the daughter of an Alpha, I wasn't expected to be an omega. No one took me seriously, except when it came to ridiculing and bullying me. But Drake saw past my rank, and I knew he loved me for who I truly was.

I took a deep breath, trying to shake off the negativity. Today was supposed to be a special day, a day to celebrate my love for Drake and our bond. But the constant mockery and belittling made it hard to keep my head up.

To my father, I was a constant reminder of his betrayal and a mistake he couldn't reverse. I thought he would feel remorseful after how he treated my mom but he did the opposite by sending me away to Alpha Caden's pack.

Blood Moon.

Alpha Caden was one of the most brutal and evil Alpha's of this time but because of his son's love for me he steered clear.

Drake always stood up for me whenever he saw me getting bullied. He loved me despite my weak wolf, and I was more than happy to finally give myself to him after confirming he was my mate. And I knew...

My thoughts were cut short when I tripped over someone's outstretched foot and fell face-first. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment as I pulled myself up slowly, dusting the dirt off my dress. Tears stung my eyes, my anger boiling, and the sickening urge to snap at them rose up, but I said nothing. I just watched them emotionlessly as they continued to ridicule me.

"You shouldn't have gotten up, princess. That's where you belong!" someone sneered.