The Alphas Personal Maid The Fate Series Book 2

Celine's POV:

"Such a wolf-less loser! Stop looking at me like that, or I will gouge your eyes out." A vicious curse sounded in my ears. Then a hard stone was thrown towards me, scratched my forehead, and left a bloodstain. I shrank to a corner. In addition to the anger and grief that I felt, envy also filled my eyes.

If only I could be like them and have my own wolf.

My name was Celine Aquitaine. My grandfather, Albert Aquitaine, was the Gamma of the pack. Our family was one of the top aristocrats all over Europe. As his only granddaughter, I should have been living a carefree life. However, he had never liked me since I was a child.

Shortly after I was born, I was kidnapped by the Red Maple Pack. My parents tried to save me, but they were killed by the Alpha and the Luna of the Red Maple Pack. My grandfather lost his beloved daughter because of me. That must be the reason why he hated me so much.

Since I was a child, I promised to avenge the death of my parents on my coming of age. This was the only way for my grandfather to like me. However, the reality was always ruthless. I was still wolf-less even when I became an adult. I could imagine my grandfather's disappointment.

I was too weak to resist attacks and protect myself. I was a complete loser and a shame to the pack.

As a result, I became a freak to everyone. My grandfather despised me even more, and even my friends began to distance themselves from me. The werewolves avoided me every time they saw me. It was as if I was a virus, and they were afraid of being infected by me.

I wished that one day, I could also have my own wolf. In that case, everyone would accept me again. Then I would be capable of avenging my parents. What was more, my grandfather would definitely like me.

At the moment, I discreetly hid in the corner of the training ground and watched a group of pack members transform into wolves in the blink of an eye. I tried to remember the whole process of their transformation.

But what awaited me was their endless abuse and beating.

"Smelly bitch, you are really courting death." These werewolves seemed to be very dissatisfied, so they started to attack me directly. One of them grabbed my hair tightly while another kicked my back. It hurt so much that tears uncontrollably streamed down my face.

"What's the use of creepily hiding and watching us? You don't have a wolf, anyway. Even if you watch us a thousand times, you can't transform into a wolf no matter how hard you try."

"I can't believe that a wolf-less loser like you still dares to live in this world."

"I'm not a loser. I also have a wolf. It's just a little late. But I'm sure it will definitely come," I retorted stubbornly.

"Really? When is it going to arrive, then?"

"You are a loser. You deserve to go to hell!" One of the she-wolves grabbed my hair and slapped my face fiercely. My mouth was instantly filled with the taste of blood, and my vision became blurry for a moment.

"Alpha has decided to kick this loser out of the pack. We will never see her disgusting face again." Scornful sneers rang out in my ears.

Although my mouth and nose were constantly bleeding, and my mind was a little fuzzy, I could still hear their words clearly.

"No, that's not true. You're lying!" I didn't know where my strength came from, but I was able to push one of the werewolves away.

"How dare you push me!" The werewolf was stunned for a while when I pushed him to the ground. But when he came back to his senses, he rushed over to me like crazy.

Then a group of werewolves approached me and pressed me to the ground. They punched and kicked me, and I felt like my bones were about to break.

"All of you, stop it!"

I heard a familiar voice not far away.