I woke up with a start because of banging on my bedroom door. "Rose get a move on you have lots to do today." my father yelled through the door. "I am awake." I yelled back. There was no need to upset him this early and cause the day to start any worse. Before I go any further let me introduce myself. My name is Rose Brown. I am a werewolf of The Blue Moon pack. I am 20 years old. I didn't get my wolf until I was 18. Her name is Jazmine and I call her Jazzy. Most werewolves get them at 16, some earlier if they are of royal decent or have alpha blood. I was not so lucky.
I was what my family love to call a late blommer, a mistake, and a burden. My mother Angela was strawberry blond, skinny, and beautiful. She was one of the best trackers our pack ever had. My mother and I were very close and I loved her very much. She was killed in a rogue attack. My father John has brown hair and he is one of the head warriors for our pack and its just been me and him since I was 9. He blames me for her death and his chosen mate, Janice, sees me as something she stepped in or wants to step on.
I am 5'2 and I have red hair like my grandma did and I am curvy. I have been blessed with a bubble butt and big boobs. I guess most girls would kill for these attributes but sometimes I wish I didn't have this body. I say curvy so does my friends, what few I have, but my family call me fat. To them I am ugly, fat, stupid, and a waste of time and space. I have very low self esteem and do not think well of myself. I did when my granny was alive because she helped me see my worth but she passed before my 16th birthday and I miss her so much. I just want to find my mate and hope he isn't apart of my pack and doesn't reject me. I want to escape and get away from all the toxic people and drama.
Now that is out of the way it is time to start the day. Today is a meeting our Alpha has been working on coming together for months. He is having several pack Alpha's come so they can talk about forming an alliance and joining forces. He wants to grow the pack and make it bigger. We have one of the smallest packs in Virginia. Alpha Max is hoping one of the other Alpha's will either be his daughter's mate or take her as a chosen mate. His daughter, Mary, and his son , Maxwell, are my bullies. They love to torment me and make my life a living hell. I am treated like an omega and I am forced to work at the pack house and cook and clean up after everyone.
I want to become a tracker like my mom was but because of my size they will not let me train as a tracker although in secret my friend, Emmy, who is a tracker has worked with me and says I have skills but it doesn't matter. I am stuck cleaning up after everyone. Time to get ready for the day and drag myself out of bed. I get up and make my bed quickly and then get some black leggings and my favorite guns n roses t-shirt out of my closet then bra and panties out of my dresser. Time to jump in the shower and get ready to serve all the Alpha's and the spoiled brats of the pack.
After my shower I got dressed and then ran the brush through my hair and threw it up in a ponytail. I don't wear make up often because there is no point I would just sweat it off. I put my shoes on and head out the door and down the stairs to the kitchen. As I enter the kitchen everyone is around the table having breakfast. I head straight for the coffee pot for a cup of coffee. I take my to go cup out of the cabinet and fill it up and add just a little bit of water to cool it down. As I turned around Janice said "You need to hurry and head to the pack house because we don't want you embarrassing us with your laziness." "I am just going to grab some toast and then head there after I eat." I said. She rolled her eyes and looked at my dad like that was going to solve something or make me move faster. I hate this woman with everything in me and wish she wouldn't talk to me at all. I have scars thanks to her but that's a story for another time.
After making my toast and putting some jam on it I sit down at the table and eat it as quickly as I can. "You know to be polite around the Alpha's and do what you are told right Rose?" my dad said. "Yes dad I will be respectful and polite." "I promise to do my job to the best of my ability.' I replied. After finishing my toast I grabbed my cup of coffee and headed out. As I made my way to the pack house I enjoyed the sunshine and birds chirping. I took a deep breath of fresh air and let it out because I knew it was going to be a long day.
As I approached the kitchen doors of the pack house I could see omegas rushing around like chickens with their heads chopped off. I opened the door and walked in as I closed the door the twins walk in with Alpha Max. "Good morning Rose. I have a list for you to complete before the Alphas arrive and I will need you to get the guest house out back ready for Alpha Jackson and his beta and a few warriors." Yes Alpha." I reached out my hand to take the list from him and looked down over it.
As I looked at the list I noticed that I would be cleaning the guest house then making for sure the kitchen in it was fully stocked and then supervising all the drinks and food for the meeting. It was going to be a long day. I excused myself and grabbed my cleaning supplies and headed to the guest house. It took me a few hours to clean the rooms and remake the beds because someone decided to throw a party and leave a mess. Once I had the laundry in the washer I worked on the downstairs. Once all was finished it was lunch time I made a quick sandwich from the fridge real quick and ate it and restocked the food. Once I was finished eating everything was done and all I needed to do was put the towels in the bathrooms and the extra sheets and blankets in the linen closet.
I walked back to the pack house and entered the kitchen to start prep for dinner and the drinks and snacks for the meeting. After dinner was started and almost finished and snacks were completed and waiting I worked on the coffee, tea, water, juice, lemonade, and soda for dinner and the meeting. Just as I finished everything the twins entered the kitchen. Maxwell had a evil smirk on his face as he walked towards me. " Hey fatso did you clean the guest house." " Yes I did." I replied. I knew not to talk back or say anything because if I did shit would happen and the bruises just cleared up from yesterday and I didn't want anymore. Apparently Mary had other plans because she pushed me into Maxwell and because of my slamming into him he decided to return the favor. He shoved me away so hard I hit the refrigerator and it took my breath and then I slid to the floor.
I sat on the floor my back and head killing me and trying to catch my breath as Maxwell stalked towards me. He grabbed me by my ponytail and jerked me off the floor and slammed me against the counter. Thankfully I had already cleaned it off and no dishes or anything was on it but I felt my ribs bruise and one or two break. I tasted blood in my mouth as he hit me in the face. "You stupid waste of space when will you learn not to touch or even talk to me." he said. I whimpered as he raised his fist to hit me again. I was seeing spots and it hurt to breath but as I started to pass out I smelled the most amazing smell. It smelled like the forest right after the rain and pine. The best smell ever and then everything turned black as Maxwell was pulled away from me and I sank to the floor.