Chapter 4

    ROSANNE'S POV

I had not left my room in a week, unable to shake off the feeling of depression that had settled in. Every time I thought about how my dreams had been washed away, a fresh wave of grief hit me.

I stood at the window, lost in thought, when a knock at the door brought me out of the daze. I turned to and my gaze met Anita. "I'm sorry to intrude, Miss, but Alpha said it's time to get introduced to the pack."

I couldn't help but feel a little nervous, OK, scratch that i was very nervous. I had barely seen anyone since I moved here, and the thought of facing the pack seemed scarier than it should be.

"I'm not ready," I stuttered, turning back to the window.H

Anita's voice was soft yet loud "I'm sorry, Miss, but Alpha said you are to come down or be dragged down."

I took a shaky breath, nodding reluctantly. "Awesome, let's go."

As Anita led me to the pack house, my heart raced with anticipation. The room was filled with pack members, all foreign faces. I searched for Mikhail, but he was nowhere to be found.

Xavier's voice echoed through the building, making me jump. "Everyone, please welcome Rosanne Domino!" he announced, pointing at me. "She will be the breeder for the Alpha."

My eyes widened in shock. Breeder? I was meant to be his Luna. Everything started to piece together in my mind. I was never meant to be the Luna. The weddung was all fake.

The room began to spin, and I felt like I was going to pass out. 

I tried to slip out quietly, my heart heavy with confusion and heartbreak. But my escape was short-lived, as I crashed into someone.

    I let out an apology as i tired to steady myself but a stinging slap connected with my cheek. I held my cheek, shock and pain radiating through me.

Looking up, I met a pair of green eyes filled with disdain. "Watch where you step next time," she sneered, her gaze raking over me.

The room fell silent, except for the murmurs and snickers that seemed to echo in my ears. My face burned with humiliation.

"Why would you do that?" I asked, still holding my cheek.

The green-eyed woman smirked. "I said sorry." She glanced around, clearly enjoying the attention. "Oh, come on, don't act like you don't deserve it, whore."

My eyes flashed with anger, and before I could stop myself, I raised my hand and slapped her back. "Say that again, and I'll have your tongue," I yelled, my voice echoing through the room.

The pack members looked at me with disgust and disdain, their faces twisted in revulsion. I realized, in that moment, that I was truly alone here. 

Days blended together in a haze of hostility and rejection. The pack members made it clear they hated me, and they took great pleasure in showing it.

I learned that the blonde girl I clashed with was none other than the Gamma, beloved by all. She was the pack's darling, and many hoped she'd become their future queen.

I let out a disgusted grunt, thinking about my fight with her. Of all people, I had to go and pick a fight with the pack's sweetheart. 

Anita's gentle voice broke the silence. "Miss, it's time for lunch."

I hesitated, unsure if I was ready to face the pack again. But something inside me clicked, and I decided to eat in the dining hall.

As I entered, my heart sank. Irene, the Gamma, sat alongside Alpha Mikhail and his brothers. The tension was palpable.

I thought of turning pack but i had too much pride to do so. I took a deep breath and joined them, trying to ignore the eyes all over me.

Irene broke the silence, her voice dripping with malice. "So, Rosanne, is it?"

I nodded curtly. "Yeah."

Irene's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Well, I've heard rumors that you trained a lot."

My instincts screamed warning, but I played it cool. "Yeah, I did."

Irene's smile grew wider. "Well, would you care to join me in a sword fight... just for fun?"

I sensed a trap, but before I could decline, Mikhail intervened, his twisted grin making my skin crawl. "You will spar with her."

I cursed under my breath, knowing I was in trouble. "OK, I'll spar. When is it?" 

Mikhail's voice was laced with amusement. "Right now, or you don't want to?"

I wanted to say no but decided against. "Sure, let's do it."

We walked to the training grounds, Irene leading the way. She flashed a confident smile, her blonde hair shining in the sunlight. Grabbing two swords, she tossed one at me. I caught it, positioning myself for the fight.

Irene charged at me with incredible speed. I dodged barely in time, my heart racing. Before I could steady myself, Irene's elbow connected with my chest, sending me crashing to the ground.

She raised her sword, ready to strike. I rolled out of the way just in time, dodging her attack. I knew I was no match for Irene's skill and speed. My best bet was to defend myself and hope they got bored soon. 

    

I parried and dodged, my movements strictly defensive. Thirty minutes had passed by, and I was getting nowhere except exhausted. Irene had already given me several cuts, and I wanted to end this

Frustration and desperation clawed at me. I circled the her, my mind racing for a way to out but none came. Losing patience, I decided to attack.

I lunged at Irene, but she was ready. She countered my attack, using her sword to put me in a headlock. Just as she was about to knock me down, I summoned every last ounce of strength and elbowed her in the stomach.

Irene let out a small cry, releasing me. I seized the opportunity, turning to face her. With the last ounce of strength in me, I pushed her down, pinning her to the ground. I placed the sword at her throat, my chest heaving from exhaustion.