"Sean!"
"Sean!" The usual calm and soothing voice spoke in his head again
He calls it his guardian, how it found its way to his head, he couldn't tell. What he knows is it's feminine and it's been speaking to him every since he turned 7. Sometimes it'll sing a particular song for him to enable him sleep well after the rigorous beatings he gets…... just like last night
"You have to get up or you'll be late and that might provoke the Alpha again"
He opened his eyes weakly and sluggishly made his way to the shower
He galloped downstairs
"Good morning Dad, Good morning Mom" Calum and Claire greeted
"Morning my darlings" Luna Athena smiled sheepishly
Seven wouldn't dare call them Mom and Dad, the near death experience he had the last time he did was an unforgettable one
"Good morning Alpha, Good morning Luna" he greeted with a bow and got no response
He head out on foot, no dinner last night and no breakfast either
"Be careful out there, you wouldn't wanna be breakfast to Vamps" Claire yelled
"A powerless wolf has nothing to offer, he won't even taste good. He's no difference from a human, powerless and useless" Calum replied void of any emotions whatsoever
"That was harsh" Claire giggled sarcastically
Skimming his way through the pile of mud and shit called school, taking every step in extreme apprehension. His legs looked as tho they couldn't carry him any further, he was sore all over
Standing in front of his grotesque looking locker from the "die weirdo or you're cursed" boldy painted on it. He swung it open and a card fell out
He half smiled
"You again" he whispered just to himself
A skyblue four squared card, it always have this particular flower drawn on it, he turned it over and the word "you're not alone" was alluringly written on it, with a heart shape.
His guess would always go back to the girl that speaks in his head, but she…..would always deny it
It's the fouth time already, he couldn't help the smile that was threatening to showcase on his disfigured face, whoever it is have a knack for giving it to him on the seventh day of every month, he couldn't stop churning and churning the card over and over again. It looks……
"Hey! The enervated crank's got a crush" the familiar displeasing voice of their future beta Connor, sprang attention, Connor let out a baleful laugh followed by his 4man crew. Every eyes was on him, all on him, snickering and whispering and glaring
Seven immediately shoved the card back into his locker, banged the door shut and walked out
"Hey Seven!" Connor was in front of him in a jiffy "you don't plan on walking away on me, or are you??" Connor's hand was placed griply on Seven's shoulder, his grip was so firm that his claws found their way into his pale skin
Seven hissed in pain, biting his lip so as not to scream
"You can't be rude now, you wanna walk out on me?? Huh??" Connor's grip tightened making Seven groan louder
Crack
Seven let out a screech
He broke his shoulder. Connor released his grip and by then Seven was already on the cold floor, spasm shot throughout his body, he was a crying mess
Connor kneeled to him "the next time you try to walk out on me, it won't be just your shoulder. I'm I understood??"
Seven was more focused on the twinge
"I said….." Connor gripped his broken shoulder again, glaring precariously "I'm I understood??"
"Yes, yes yes yes"
"Good"
Just then the school bell rang and the once teeming hallway was now depleted
He sat up leaning his back on a locker, his left arm was totally numb, breathing almost heavily
After several minutes of rigmaroling, Seven was on his feet with a crooked posture. His legs still feel like they're paralyzed, he hung his backpack on his right shoulder and held his right arm slightly
He couldn't maintain it for long, he slumped and he was back on the ground again hitting his dislocated shoulder real hard
Seven blinked repeatedly
What just happened??
That doesn't hurt
He sat upright, scanning the hall, he slowly raised his right hand towards his left shoulder…..giving it a soft squeeze
No pain
A hard squeeze
Still no pain
A harder squeeze
No pain
A punch
No freaking pain
Seven couldn't help his laughter, 'h-h-ow is this possible"
"Eversince I shifted at age 7, I haven't heard from my wolf, I can't shift, I can't mindlink, except you of course, I can't heal too, the sage said my wolf died so I'm as useless as a human"
But right now…….
"Quiet down Sean, someone might hear you" she giggled softly
"Sorry sorry" Seven hands covered his mouth but that couldn't stop his chuckles
"This is just the beginning Sean, Remember the task the fifth sage gave you on the night of the full moon??"
Seven has halted his chuckles now, paying attention with an arched eyebrow
"Go to the pack's Library, go the 7th bookshelf by the right, pick out the 7th book, open it's 7th page and read it's 7th line……."
She paused for a while
"Thus is the beginning of the one whom they deserted, the one whom they spat on, the one whom they call useless, the pack's ridicule……."
Seven smiled and stood up, picked his bagpack, genuinely amused by her interllect and support
"And they won't see it coming" they both finished .
