
Wolf Claimed
Annabelle Christopher · Ongoing · 41.8k Words
Introduction
A strong voice asked me
Was I ok? Will I ever be ok? After what happened here. My life is shattered
My soul had been ripped. My heart was split into two
No, I don't have a life now. There is no life left in me
There were lots of noise around me. Lots of cries, lots of blood, lots of debris
The man standing above me was still waiting for my reply
"There is nothing much left here, we are going to our territory. All your people are joining us. You, too, should come along
He said with sad tone and moved away
All Mia ever wished was eternal love from her mate and to be a brave warrior for her pack and family. She got it too, when she found her mate in her longtime crush, the head warrior of her pack. But it was short-lived, pushing her in a pit of darkness and desolation. She was not ready to accept what fate had in-store for her. Will she survive and move out of it? Will she get to find happiness again?
Chapter 1
Mia's POV
"Happy Birthday sweetie" my mom woke me up, stroking my cheeks with love.
I open my eyes to see her looking at me with so much love and adoration. I hug her. She is the best mom.
She then hands me a box.
"See what we got for you" she said with so much joy.
My eyes widen with surprise, I grab the lid to open and there it is, a perfect dress in my favorite sunset color.
"Ohh! Mom it's so pretty. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" I hug her again and rock her back and forth.
"Ok! Ok! Let me go" she releases herself from my clutches.
"Get ready and come for breakfast. Christabel will be here soon" Christabel is my bestest friend.
I get out of my bed and take a shower, get in my dress, put on some light makeup and brush my hair leaving them loose over my shoulders.
As I check my self in the mirror, I see a girl with deep brown eyes staring back. Amber hair straight till waist. A slim figure with right curves.
The dress fits me perfectly, enhancing my complexion and reaching just an inch above my knees. It's an off shoulder dress that flares at the base and has string to tie at the waist. Ok, I don't look that bad.
"Someone's looking yummy" Aya says.
"For someone special, we could meet today" I beamed.
I go out for breakfast and my dad is waiting for me. He wishes me with a hug. I love him, he is such a handsome and warm person. He never hides his emotions and always expressed his love and care towards mom and me freely.
"You need to go and meet Stella after school. She will assign you your duties" my mom informs me.
Stella is a Gamma female, and it's her responsibility to assign work to all Omegas, once they turn of age.
"But after school, I have to go to the cake shop."
I work in a cake shop as their chef. The shop is owned by a human couple, and they are not aware of who I am. They are really sweet towards me and treat me as their own daughter.
"Go a bit late, sweetie. You can't ignore your pack duties" dad tells me.
He was right. I signed!
I heard car honks from outside, that's Christabel. I grab my school bag and go out, saying my goodbye to my parents.
"Oh my! Look at you. Happy Birthday dear"
Christabel wished me hugging tight. She is my bestie, we share everything with each other.
"Happy Birthday Mia" that's Taylor, Christabel's Mate. They meet two months back, and they eat eI had a great day today. Thinking about it while lying on my bed. We celebrated my birthday during lunch break in school with my whole gang, then I went to meet Stella. She has assigned me to kitchen duty in the morning from 6 to 7 before school everyday except my training days that will be Thursday and Sunday. We celebrated again in the cake shop with everyone. Kenneth and Franklin work with me there. They are also humans, but I love them. They are my best friends.
Just one thing, is missing My Mate. I didn't find him today, maybe tomorrow, or next month or even next year. You can never know. Some luck werewolves find their mate on their birthday itself and some don't find them for years, they have to travel in search for mates. I hope, I am not one of them. I hope, I find him soon.ach out at any instance.
It is Sunday today, and I am dragging Christabel towards pack ground for our first training session. She is all grumpy and nosy towards me as I had woke her early. Even Taylor wanted her to get trained.
We reach the ground and I smell the fresh morning air mixed with pine tree smell that lined the ground. Aya was super excited, jumping around in my head.
"Easy girl, you are overreacting" I tell her
"Today is the most amazing day, I can smell him" she answers.
"Smell whom?" I asked her.
Before she could answer, we hear a deep loud voice
"Come here girls, stand in 4 lines with arms distance between yourselves." Victor's voice boom around the ground as he claps his hands to get everyone's attention.
There he was in his full glory, standing tall at 6'5", bulky and muscular. His dark brown hair, cut short and a week-old stubble making him look stunning. Wearing military pants with a plain white Tshirt, he was standing with his hands held back.
After we settle in our position, with me standing behind Michelle in second row, second place, he speaks again.
"Good morning everyone, my name is Victor White head Warrior of your pack. I will be your trainer"
He was looking at every one of us while instructing us.
"In my absence, Aya here will be your trainer" he said that placing a hand on the shoulders of the girl standing next to him
"I don't like that, take off that hand" Aya growls irritated.
There was a murmur around me as girls were not happy with this arrangement. They were here for him, so that they could drool on him and be near him.
"I would like every one of you to oblige her commands as you would do to mine" he continued, ignoring the hush noises.
His eyes suddenly land on mine. His ash gray orbs mesmerize me. I am stuck into them, as if air was sucked out of me. He, too, kept staring at me.
"Mate!" Aya yells in my head.
"No, this can't be" I tell her
"Why not, I love him" Aya say purring
"He will reject us, you dumbo" I assure her.
We are still staring at each other, it was getting difficult for me to breathe. He starts walking towards me. My breathing get heavy and restless at every step he takes towards me.
As he stands right in front of me, I am not able to read the emotions in his eyes. He takes my hand in his, sending tickles around my whole body, and starts walking towards the trees.
" Class dismissed" he informed everyone without looking backwards. I, too,We reach behind some trees, and he leaves my hand, standing in front of me with arms crossed. My heart start thumping loudly, he can hear it for sure. He looks at me And I look at the ground, there are so many insects there.
"Look at him, you stupid girl" Aya commands
"Shut up, he is just going to reject us, so be ready"
"What's your name?" He asks confidentiality.
"Mia Davis" my throat is all dry by now.
He wants to know my name so that he can reject us.
"How old are you?"
"18" barely audible
He paused.
'Ok so let's get done with this'
"Where do you stay? Definitely not at pack house" he asks.
Ohh! so we are not done with this Interrogation yet. I think to myself.
"Oakleigh cres"
"What your parents do?"
I tell him about them. I am turning all red by now due to nervousness.
"Ok so, my name is Victor, I am head Warrior at Pearl moon pack. I am 23 yrs old. Ya I know, that's a lot of age difference." He said, scratching his brows with his thumb.
"He is nervous, hug him" Aya tells me.
"WHAT? Are you mad" I yell back.
"It's nice meeting you Mia" he extended his hand for handshake.
I look at him giving a small smile, and shake his hand, letting go fast. Oh! How nice, we are getting all formal now. Other wolves, when they find their mates, can't get their hand off each other.
He again grabs my hand and start walking
"Let's go" he tells me.
'Where the hell is he taking me?'
"To his room to mate and mark us" Aya blushes.
I prefer not to comment on that.
I soon realize we are in a parking area, and he is opening the door of an open jeep for me to get in. I give him a confused look, and he just gestures me to get in. Mates or no mates, I am bound to his command. I get in any way. He rounds the Jeep and takes the wheel.
As we head to the main road, I am unable to restrain myself, I simply need to ask.
"Where..where are we going?" I ask him finally.
"To your place" he said as a matter of fact
"You want to reject me in front of my parents? " I ask him with shock.
"WHAT? Why will I reject you" he looks at me in disbelief.
"Because I am Ome.." He cuts me before I complete my sentence.
"How does that matters" he is now annoyed.
He mumbles something which I am unable to catch.
I better keep my mouth shut. I give him direction to my place, when he asks. We reach there in no time. Pack house is minutes walk from my residence.
nts? " I ask him with shock don't dare look back.
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