
The Forgotten Princess And Her Beta Mates
Ylyanah · Ongoing · 156.0k Words
Introduction
Unfortunately, she did wander off and she did find Lucy. From that very first day, Lucy takes or gets what belongs to Dallas. Her favorite doll, the last gift from her Mother. Her dress for the Scarlet Ball, she bought with money she had earned herself. Her Mother's necklace, a family heirloom.
Dallas has put up with all of it, because everyone keeps reminding her of the fact that Lucy has no one and nothing.
Dallas swears revenge on the day she finds her Mate in bed with Lucy.
Shadow Valley Pack will regret pushing Dallas aside for Lucy.
Chapter 1
Even before I am fully awake, I know that this is going to be a day from hell and I have had enough of those in my life.
If just one more thing in my life goes wrong, I am out of here and I will never set foot in this territory again.
“Did the bond form?” I ask Charna, my Lycan, if it did it will make my day better or at least I hope so.
“It did form.” She replies, but her tone of voice tells me that something is wrong.
I turned eighteen a week ago and found a connection with the future Alpha, Nico, one of the people on my list for hurting me, over and over again.
No, he never hit me and neither did anyone else.
Okay, maybe I need to explain something for you to understand what I am talking about.
On my sixth birthday I had been at the lake with my Father, who is our Pack’s Beta, and the Alpha and Gamma family. I had gotten bored with the games they were playing and I had wandered off in to the forest, most of our territory is forest.
I knew to keep an eye out for the markings that tell us where our borders are and I had been picking wild flowers as I was walking around. A soft whimper had gotten my attention and being the curious little Beta, I had gone looking for the source.
If only I had known that one day I would come to hate my sixth birthday, I might have walked in the opposite direction.
I had found a girl in the forest, later it turned out that she was just a little older than me and I had taken her to our Alpha.
Her name was Lucy, but she hadn’t been able to tell us how she had gotten here or where she had come from. She did know that her birthday had just been a few days ago or would be in a few days and that had been the first time that she had gotten something that was mine.
“You have so many dolls, why don’t you give one to Lucy?” my Father had asked and as I had thought about which doll to gift her, I had nodded my head.
My Father had grabbed my favorite doll from the picnic blanket and as I had objected to it, my Father had already given it to Lucy.
I had tried to explain to my Father that I didn’t want to part with that specific doll, but he had just said that I was being selfish and he had placed Lucy next to him on the blanket.
Lucy had lived on the first floor with the Omegas for about a week, when my Father had moved Lucy to our floor. He had said that Lucy didn’t like living with the Omegas and she had asked my Father if she could come live with us.
I doubt now a days that she used the word “us” back then, but I wasn’t there when she had asked and there for I can’t be sure.
Every birthday I had was overshadowed by Lucy, my Father always telling me that she didn’t have parents to throw her a party and I could just share my party with Lucy.
This happened again and again and again, not only due to my Father but also due to the Alpha and Gamma family. Nico was the worst and he would always remind me that Lucy was much prettier than me, at least in his eyes.
So, know you might understand why Nico is on my shitlist.
I train every single day, I have to because I am the future Beta. Well, I was the future Beta and now I am going to be the future Luna.
Nico had been as surprised as me, but he wanted to form a bond with me. After all the Goddess had put the connection there and we needed to respect her decision.
Lucy hadn’t been to happy with it, she had been trying to get Nico’s attention for almost a year now and had failed miserably. She even went out of her way to make sure I knew that she would never accept me as a Luna and I had just laughed in her face.
Being Nico’s Mate will make me the Luna and there is nothing Lucy can do about it, even though she might try.
I have gone through my morning routine and I am rinsing the dishes that I used for breakfast. I hardly ever eat breakfast in the main dining room, because I am usually training during that time.
I see that the door to the master bedroom is wide open and that means that my Father is already downstairs, probably an early morning meeting with the rest of our leadership.
“Why are you so quiet?” I ask Charna, this should be a joyous day for both of us.
She doesn’t answer me, but the moment I leave the Beta floor she starts pacing in my head and she forces me to head up to the Alpha floor. I enter the floor by using the code I was given after I turned sixteen and I am met with complete silence.
Seems I was right about the early morning meeting and Nico is using it to sleep in, just like he does every time his parents are preoccupied or absent.
I hadn’t made any plans with Nico, even though we knew that today would probably be the day that our Mate-bond would be completed. Charna doesn’t understand why we didn’t make any plans and to tell you the truth neither do I.
My steps falter as I stand in front of Nico’s bedroom door and I am glad that our bond hadn’t formed earlier. If it had and we had accepted one another as a Mate, I would be in excruciating pain right now.
Because the Asshole is fucking another female, the sounds coming from his room don’t leave any room for errors and I am not sure what to do right now.
“Is this why he didn’t want to tell anyone just yet?” Charna asks me and I think we both know that that is exactly the reason.
“Ohh, Lucy. That feels so good.” I hear Nico groan, but it is the name he called that has made me furious and I can barely manage to keep myself from bursting in. I need to find away to expose those two and slowly I make my way out of the Alpha floor, back to my own room without shedding a tear.
I am going to make them pay for what they did and everyone will know about our connection, but it ends today.
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