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Artemis
It was a day like no other in my pack, the Emerald Guardians it was called, one of the least powerful packs in Romania and most disliked among other things. My name was Artemis Evelyn Terry, daughter of Lucius and Adeline Terry. My father was the Alpha and my mother the Luna.
They've ruled Emerald Guardians Pack for twenty four years and have ruled it with grace, dignity and selflessness, all which have earned them the respect of any pack they encountered. All that changed the day I was conceived.
My existence tore apart the attributes my parents worked so hard to establish and as a result, my pack was cast out of the Romanian Empire, the ancient land where werewolves could gather and live in peace no matter their status. A sophisticated land filled with love, peace, order and above all, respect.
My father was shamed in front of so many Romanian civilians and was forced to leave Romania along with my mother and our pack which consisted of two hundred or so pack members. Disgraced and humiliated, we left Romania and took up residence on the very edge of its borders.
The severity of the crime demanded that my father and my mother be hanged and our pack sentenced to lifetime imprisonment, but the old Alpha King Rupert who had a soft spot for my mother, changed the verdict and allowed my father to establish our home on the very edge of the Romanian borders and have no contact with its citizens or step paw on its lands.
The crime may seem severe to the citizens of Romania, but to an outsider, it may seem unfair, insignificant and audaciously unjust. Allow me to explain. My father's true mate Eurille was rejected by my father and because a werewolf cannot live without his or her mate, Eurille died from depression and rejection.
Then my uncle Xavier's mate, my mother, ran away from him and she and my father had an affair the same night my uncle and her were to conduct their mating ceremony. They kept it hidden for a couple moons but then my uncle found out from a loyal servant that his mate was pregnant with his brother's pup.
He became enraged and killed himself, but not before he went to the Romanian Council and reported my father's crime. The elders were furious with my father and demanded he be hanged. King Rupert changed the verdict and my father was given the mark of the traitor, a wolf's head on an ancient sceptre, on his back.
One that would forever ensure that my father would never be able to show his face again without being humiliated. With my Uncle Xavier and Eurille dead, my mother and father were looked upon with disgust, for it was my mother who left my uncle and my father who rejected Eurille.
My father was thirty three and my mother thirty when I was born. I had my father's emerald green eyes and my mother's auburn curls. My skin was pale like milk and my cheeks were full and round. For the first six years of my life, my parents adored me. I was my father's ray of sunshine and my mother's little angel.
But when I shifted for the first time at the age of six, where wolves shift for the first time in their lives, that was when the hatred and resentment started to pour out. What was my fault in this? I was an innocent baby conceived in grief and sin said so by many.
I knew nothing of my parents' betrayal so why must I be punished for a crime I didn't commit? I learnt of their crime at the age of ten when I was old enough for people to confide in me, share their secrets and problems. The oldest pup sitter Esther told me of the history of our pack living on Romania's edge and also of the crime my parents committed which forced us into exile.
My parents weren't the only ones who were humiliated because of this crime, I too was humiliated, by my fellow pack members and my father. He often cursed me and degraded me multiple times.
You are the cause of our suffering. You are the cause of our exile, you are the reason we are at the bottom of the werewolf chain. You are the reason why the Moon Goddess frowns upon us. You were born and as a result of your birth, I was forced to live this life!
I've listened to his curses for years. When I turned twelve, my parents practically disowned me, made me into an omega- the lowest werewolf rank in the pack. I was basically a maid servant in human standards.
I cooked, cleaned the packhouse, did laundry and was forced to stay in the packhouse's attic so no one would see me, since I was the product of my parents' betrayal. My parents then adopted a boy pup, my adopted brother Alec and the future Alpha of Emerald Guardians Pack.
Alec was always treated better than me and always received special treatment from the pack. He was the chosen one and always got what he wanted and was older than me by two years.
But I was supposed to be the chosen one. I mean I was born into the pack not him. I had alpha blood coursing through my veins.
Then when I turned sixteen, things changed for the worst. I was abused both physically and emotionally by the pack, it was worst with Alec and my parents. Even if I did nothing wrong I was still abused. They hated me and was very conspicuous in declaring it.
My only wish was to leave Emerald Guardians and go rouge. I wasn't sure where. Anywhere would be better than here. Hopefully I could find my mate in the process even though I knew the chances of a she wolf such as myself attaining a mate was next to impossible. But a girl was allowed to dream wasn't she?
And my dream was to find my soulmate, mate with him, bear his mark and carry his pups. I would leave this hell and live my life, not the life I was cursed with, but the life I was blessed with. A life with my mate. My true mate.
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