Next chapter is out! I hope you like it cause this story really needs some spice in all of that sugar.
Also, happy birthday @LizzyBethBell hope you had a great day and can't wait to read the next chapter of "Mute" that you post. your greatest reader.
Chapter 10
Anabelle's (POV):
It's been a week since I met Shane and he still hasn't marked me yet and I don't know what's stopping him. I fell in love with him over the week. Shane has been busy with work all day. And all I have to do is stare at a ceiling and think right now. The only thing I am thinking about is why he hasn't marked me or why he hasn't introduced me to the pack as their Luna.
I'm sure Shane is going to do it soon though. Right as I am about to fall asleep I hear Blake and Brad enter the living room. I spent quite a bit of time with them. We became close friends. They both jumped on the couch to make me go into flight. I scream and Shane runs into the room as fast as possible.
I don't get why but he keeps acting like I am as fragile as glass. After he checks on me he leaves to his work. I am starting to think that work is his mate and not me. And now my mood is as shitty as my life. Blake and Brad are leaving and when I ask why they are leaving, they super suspiciously say that they had things to do.
I am starting to feel like I'm not wanted in this pack. I want answers and I want them now. Getting up I go to my mate's office. Right as I am about to knock I hear moans on the other side of the door. Opening the door I see Shane and a girl kissing. When they turn towards me I see a mark between her shoulder and neck with his letters on it. I let out a sob and mumble, "I Anabelle Wess of the Moon Stone pack reject you Shane Thomason as my mate". I turn and run feeling a part of me ripped out of my chest.
As tears are falling down my face I run past everyone who lied to me and said they were my friends. They try and stop me but a growl rips through my throat making them all bow their heads in respect. I ignore this and keep running. When I'm out of the pack house I run straight into the woods.
With nowhere to go and no one to turn to I fall on my knees and beg the moon goddess to help me. I can't take it anymore. All of the betrayal in my life. First, my human Mother who took her own life, then my father who treated me like dirt, my own mate who said he loved me, all of his pack members who claimed to be my friends. And now the moon goddess. Everyone was betraying me and I don't know why.
What have I done to deserve this? I have been a good daughter, a good friend, and a good mate but he and no one else wants me. They all lied to me. I let out an ear piercing scream as I feel my heartbreak. It feels physical but is overpoweringly emotional.
When I hear my name being called from behind me I turn my head to the person to see my ex-mate. The growl that went through my throat was so loud it shook trees. He was scared as hell. I shifted from anger. But my wolf wasn't the brown it had once been. It was pitch black. That was not the only difference though. I was much bigger. Bigger than any alpha in the world of werewolves.
I told him to go to hell and ran off into the woods. I was moving so fast that I went through three territories in under an hour. I stopped because I didn't know what was happening to me. I stopped because I had nowhere to go. I stopped because I couldn't hold it in much longer. I shifted back and was sitting on the ground crying. All my life I have been betrayed. Betrayed by my own kind.
What I don't understand is why the moon goddess would give me this destiny. I started to question why all of those wolves bowed down to me. But before I could stand back up I felt an excruciating pain erupt through my body and I blacked out.
The betrayal and pain can lead to love and happiness. Choosing to forgive those to get the happiness is the hardest part of life.
I wonder why she blacked out. I mean I have no idea. YET! until next time.
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