Chapter 1
Luciana's POV
"I wonder where it all started, how it all got to this. How did I get into this mess? Why am I here, out alone on the streets and not in a house, a home. The comfort of a family? "
I smiled bitterly.
Alas, I knew the truth but I refused to believe it. It was never my fault.
I grew up as the only girl in my family, and it was a big taboo in my family. My parents never wanted a girl but they got me. A girl.
I was always locked up inside , I never went anywhere without having anyone follow me. It was always annoying, but I had to put up with it. Until my eighteenth birthday. I was wrong.
.................
The moon was bright, big and full. I watched in horror and awe as I witnessed different teenagers turning into wolves.
My brother, Lorenzo, the only one who was nice to me in my family, smiled at me and I could feel my anxiety slowly dissipate.
It got to my turn and I stood in front of the instructor who gave me a quick smile.
"It's going to be okay, Luciana. It's always frightening and painful the first time, but I promise you that afterwards, it'll come easily and naturally to you."
"Shapeshifting into your wolf form is what differentiates you from a normal human. You are a member of the Creek Clan, a white wolf. It is your destiny." He said at last.
I was feeling motivated and I felt nothing in this world could bring me down.
"Focus on your inner wolf, let your inner beast take over. Give it total control." He instructed.
I did as he said and focused. I could feel my beast, it was clawing and trashing, trying to get out.
I glanced over and saw my parents, they were focused on me.
This was my time to shine.
I let my beast take over and I let out a scream.
Five seconds, ten seconds, thirty seconds. I heard nothing. No congratulations or compliments, nothing. Everywhere was silent as a graveyard.
I slowly opened my eyes and saw everyone looking at me with disdain.
I looked at the spot where my parents were earlier on and I couldn't see them. I was confused. I had finally turned into a wolf. They should be happy for me. I was no longer useless.
I looked down and saw my feet. Feet! Not paws!
I hurriedly ran my hands along my body and realized I still had my human form.
"No!"I screamed in terror.
This wasn't supposed to happen. I was supposed to change and then be regarded as someone worth living in my family.
I was supposed to change and be able to have dinner with my family, a happy dinner.
Life failed me, the universe hated me.
The maltreatment became worse after that. Apparently, my father , a clan leader, had been mocked by other clan leaders for having a child who couldn't shift.
The hate and anger directed towards me became worse.
Then it happened.
I was chased out of my house, I was banished from my clan with nothing to myself.
.............
I smiled bitterly.
"Cinderella sure had a better story than mine" I mumbled to myself.
I picked myself up and walked solemnly to the Blue river.
I turned back and whispered to the air.
"Bye world, bye earth. I didn't get to see a lot of you."
I turned back facing the river but I hesitated.
It took a lot of mental strength to end a life.
I backed the river again and raised my right hand making my middle finger stand alone.
"Fuck you." I muttered to no one.
No one was there to witness my death, no one would care if I died , no one would find my body.
Guess there's no point in living.
I took one last breath and jumped into the river.
Suddenly, I remembered. There was one person who would be worried about me. I still had someone who cared about me.
I lost the urge to die, I didn't want to die!
I tried to swim back up but I couldn't. I never learnt how to swim. I was drowning, and I could feel tears flowing down my cheeks in the water.
I didn't want to die, but I was going to. The water was already invading my lungs and I was finding it hard to breathe.
My whole life flashed before my eyes. It was full of nothing but pain. Pain and suffering.
Maybe it was better if I died.
I couldn't see anything anymore and I felt myself succumbing to the darkness.
I was de..ad.
Duncan's POV
I was walking to my room to retire for the night when I felt a sharp pain in my chest.
It felt like I was suffocating.
I knelt down and clutched my chest, trying to reduce the pain but it didn't work. I stayed in that position for five minutes and it was torturous.
I felt the pain lessen after five minutes and I could finally move.
I stood up and continued moving like there was nothing wrong with me. I couldn't afford to show weakness as the supreme alpha of the black wolves.
I brought out my phone and dialed Damon who immediately answered.
"It appears that I have been poisoned." I said over the phone.
"Who would dare do that?" He asked, rage evident in his voice.
"I have no idea, all I know is that I was walking, and suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my chest." I paused a while in thought.
"The poison was very strong as it left me paralyzed for five minutes. "
I heard his gasps over the phone.
"Whoever poisoned me must be a fool, thinking such petty tricks could work on me." I said, chuckling coldly.
"Do..do you think the white wolves are responsible for this.?"
I reasoned what he said and discovered that it was possible.
"Call the seer." I said, ending the call.
I sat in my room and couldn't help but think of the pain I felt earlier.
It was excruciating. Although I had told Davon it was nothing, it was the most painful moment of my life. It felt like I was dying.
The seer came in and she wore a blank expression.
I explained everything to her and she nodded in understanding.
"The prophecy is already being fulfilled." She said,
"Fuck the prophecy, I dont give a damn about the prophecy. " I said, raising my voice.
"All I want to know is the type of poison that was used on me."
"Poison?" She asked.
"Poison? There was no poison." She said,
"What do you mean by that? " I asked, shocked.
"There was no poison, your mate was in danger." She said finally.
"My mate?"