The captured breeder of the Lycan King

Tricia’s Pov

I was barely 18 years old when I lost both parents. A year had passed and I am unable to move on. How could I? 

“I know you will be a great Alpha.”

That is what they kept on telling me. I was still mourning. I didn’t want to hear any of that, I had lost the only family I have ever known! Who cares about some title?

“My Queen, you should not be in bed by now.”

I stared at the maid that entered my room. This is very late at night. Which other place did she expect me to be if it was not on my bed?

She sighed and looked at me with pity,

“Today is the full moon. Your agemates are already out ready to possess their wolf power.”

When she said that, I felt foolish. How could I forget about this? But then how could I blame myself?

I got up to get dressed while she left. I walked towards where my friends were. 

It was a beautiful sight. They were watching people turn into werewolves for the first time while their parents were with them.

How I wish my parents were to be with me when I transform into a werewolf. I noticed my peers had different shades of fur. Different colors. It looked beautiful and I couldn’t help but stare.

What color will mine be? I remember when Mom said I would be a very powerful wolf, a rare breed.

I waited all night till the following day, I gave up and went home feeling dejected. It wasn’t long till the news spread.

“She cannot shift.”

I slugged through the grounds, with my face down and my eyes staring at the ground I was walking on to avoid the disdainful stares of my pack members. It has been a year since my parents, the Alpha and Luna of Shadow Valley Pack, were brutally murdered, and I have been left alone to face the cruelty of the pack I was brought up in, the pack my parents ruled over. It is quite amusing how I had lots of friends but now, I am friendless.

No one looks at me with kindness. No one talks to me. I am simply a ghost prowling on the outskirts of the pack life, insignificant but not invisible. 

“Is she supposed to be the next Alpha?”

“I can't imagine myself being ruled by a wolfless being.”

“She is wolfless and worthless.”

I try so hard to block their voices from my head but I always hear it. They keep on replaying in my head. The pack’s laughter and jeers echo in my mind, a constant reminder of my isolation. 

Why? My parents were great leaders. They were protecting the pack till their death and this is how their kindness is repaid? It isn’t my parents’ fault I am wolfless. 

I approach my small, run-down cabin. Since that night, things have changed. I was no longer respected. I was thrown out of the palace. I was reduced to an omega. This is the only place I can escape the pack’s torment. But even here, I’m not safe. The pack’s cruel words and laughter follow me, echoing in my mind.

I quickly turned towards my bed but stopped in front of my mirror. I was half of how I was when my parents were alive. I looked nothing like royalty. I looked at myself and wallowed in self pity but then I heard a harsh knock on my door.

I opened it to find Akira standing there, her eyes gleaming with malice.

“Tricia, the council wants to see you,” she said, her voice dripping with disdain. “Now.”

I felt a shiver run down my spine, but I nodded and followed her. We walked in silence to the pack council’s meeting den, the weight of Akira's hostility settling heavy on my shoulders.

As we entered, the packed council turned to face me. The beta sat at the center, his expression cold and unforgiving.

“Tricia, we’ve received complaints about your… condition,” he said, his voice dripping with disgust. “Your lack of a wolf is an embarrassment to our pack. We can’t have a wolfless individual living among us.”

Akira snorted. “She’s a freak. A weakling. We don’t need her here.”

I felt a surge of fear, but I stood tall, trying to meet the Beta's Gaze. “I may not have a wolf, but I’m still a member of this pack. I have a right to be here.”

The Alpha sneered. “We’ll decide what’s best for this pack, Tricia. And right now, it’s clear that you’re not it.”

With that, the council began to discuss my fate, their voices rising and falling in a chorus of condemnation. I knew I was in grave danger, and my heart raced with fear.

When they were done and the Beta looked up at me, I already knew the decision.

I was banished.

I trudged back to my cabin, my heart heavy with the weight of the pack’s rejection. I pushed open the door and stepped inside, slamming it shut behind me.

I collapsed onto my bed, burying my face in my pillow. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. I wouldn’t give the pack the satisfaction of seeing me cry.

I lay there for a while, trying to calm my racing thoughts. But my mind kept wandering back to the council’s words, their scorn and disgust echoing in my ears. I should have expected it.

I finally sat up, wiping my face on my sleeve. I needed to do something, anything, to take my mind off things. I spotted my sketchbook on my nightstand and pulled it onto my lap.

I began to draw, letting the familiar motion of the pencil soothe my frazzled nerves. I lost myself in the lines and shapes, creating a world where I was accepted and loved.

Just as I was getting lost in my art, I heard a knock at the door. I froze, my pencil hovering above the paper.

“Tricia, open up!” Akira’s voice was shrill and demanding.

I hesitated, wondering what she wanted. But something in her tone told me I couldn’t ignore her.

I set my sketchbook aside and stood up, making my way to the door. I opened it, and Akira swept inside, her eyes flashing with malice.

“What do you want, Akira?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

“Oh, I just wanted to remind you of your place,” she sneered, her eyes taking over me. “You’re nothing but a wolfless outcast, Tricia. Don’t forget it.”

She said that and bounced my front door, leaving.

That was it. I packed what I could and left.

I had nowhere to go. I ran as far as my leg could take me. I was in the forest.

I heard some voices. I hid behind a tree and eavesdropped on their conversation.

“Have you heard about the new Alpha?”

“Yes, I did. They just crowned Beta Augustus’ son as the Alpha of our pack and that wolfless girl has been driven out.”

“We can not be ruled by a wolfless being. A girl.”

That was all I could hear. I stealthily ran to a cave with my things and let it all out. I can not even fight for my title. I am wolfless.

My mom had always said that my wolf was rare. I guess it is so rare that it does not exist.

I would do anything to escape this cruel fate. I laid on my bed, crying hard. Praying the moon goddess will have pity on me and save me but nothing, slowly I drifted off to sleep.