Page 2 of The Forbidden Alpha

“Weakling!”

“Is the former Beta really her father? Maybe she was adopted.”

I gulped hard and held onto my bow. I blinked my eyes multiple times as I felt it stinging already.

For the last few years, I have constantly been hearing those. Weakling, loser, useless, name it. I should have been used to it by now, but no. For some reason, I am still affected. I hate it, but I just couldn’t do anything about it. It’s frustrating.

“Hey, bitch!”

I gasped when I felt a strong force push my back, causing me to land face-first on the floor.

“Ohh!” the others shouted. Some of them even laughed. I quickly looked up only to see Daria, who was crossing her arms and mockingly eyeing me. There were two other girls behind her, mirroring her pose. She smirked at me.

“If you can’t even aim right, just get out, Celine. The Luna Games are not for you anyway. No weakling, pathetic, and loser she-wolf can survive that, so why bother training, huh?” Her smirk widened.

I didn’t answer. I could still hear the others teasing. Some were even booing. I looked away. The tears I had been holding finally came out, but I didn’t let them see it. I inhaled deeply, avoiding Diana’s eyes.

“Oh, what’s the matter? Are you crying? Is your confidence finally waning?” she asked with so much venom in her tongue. “I mean? You can’t even hold your bow right. You can’t use a sword correctly, and here you are, training for the Luna Games. Where do you get the guts, huh?”

“She probably thinks because she came from a powerful family, she can automatically qualify!” one of Daria’s friends suggested.

“Of course! She’s still using the Beta’s daughter card.”

Daria and her minions are having the time of her life embarrassing me in front of the whole class. And I know no one in this class would dare come to my defense against them.

“Back out, bitch! While you still got time!” Daria growled.

“Ahh!” I yelped in pain when I felt her feet on my face.

“Woah!” everyone mocked me as if they were enjoying the show we were giving them. I clenched my hands as I let my tears run down my face. I felt my face numbing because of that kick.

What did I ever do to deserve this kind of treatment? I was a good follower. My family was loyal to the pack.

“What now, bitch, huh?! What now?!” I grimaced in pain when Daria held my hair. My eyes were blurred with tears, but I could still see how her minions were laughing at me. The laughter of the other she-wolves echoed in my ears, and Daria’s smirking face stayed in my head.

I gritted my teeth and gathered all the strength that I had left. I held her hand and pulled it away from my hair. Then, with all the strength I could muster, I pushed her. Daria was appalled, causing her to almost lose her balance. I immediately stood up and ran away from the training grounds before she could even recover. I heard Daria’s angry growl. I didn’t listen to it and continued to run as fast as I could until I found myself in the deep forest outside.

Panting, I stopped and rested my hands on my knees. I looked around, and all I could see were the green and tall trees. Slowly, I wiped the tears on my face. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves. When my breathing normalized, I stood up properly and started walking. I found a large trunk of a fallen tree, so I sat there. Sadly, I sighed as I looked at the serene, vast forest in front of me.

My life hadn’t always been like this. There was a time when I was admired and respected… maybe even envied by these girls.

My father was the Beta of this pack. He was respected, almost as much as the pack’s Alpha. But then he died in an ambush. I was told that he suffered at the merciless hands of the Bloodmoon Pack, the deadliest pack in the country. They were known to be ruthless. They killed without mercy… without second thoughts… without reason.

Just like that, I became an orphan. My mother died giving birth to me, so it had always been just my father and me. Until the Bloodmoon Pack also took that away from me!

I had no one else after that. I was alone and weak. I never got the chance to train with my father. So, I had zero skills in the battle. That’s why Daria and her gang loved to pick on me. I was a very easy target.

I enlisted to join the Luna Games to prove I could also be worth something. Now, I have no idea what the hell I was thinking back then.

The Luna Games was an annual event of our pack. In these games, our pack's most skilled and strongest she-wolves play against each other and compete in different aspects to showcase their strengths. These games were designed to determine who was the best of the best among the ladies in the pack. The weak will not survive, so usually, the weak never even attempt to sign up for it.

Yeah, who was I kidding?

Why did I even train for that anyway? To show that I was not just a nobody? That I was something more than the late Beta’s daughter? I wanted to show that I could be more ...I wanted to prove them wrong.

“It’s lonely out here. . .”

I was pulled back to reality when I heard the voice behind me. I know that voice very well. That voice was music to my ears.

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