Hazel's Awakening: The Lycan's Heartbeat

~Hazel~The moon goddess is a player.There is no other reason why she would put two people from different classes together and make them mates. I am so convinced that she enjoys the show that goes down here.She must love to have a lot of fun hurting werewolves’ feelings.It was the coming of age month when all the werewolves who hadn’t gotten their mates went to this huge party with the sole aim of finding their mates. My best friend, who is an omega by the way, found out that her mate was a beta from another pack, but he rejected her coldly, with the excuse of not being up to standard.Not him talking about standards with his duck face.This is the reason I’ve prayed fervently for the past three weeks that my mate would be an omega, just like me, and he would love me forever. That was the only way that I could leave this hellhole that had been created for me by my step-parents.I was still musing when I felt a kick to my shin. I cried out in pain, stumbling over the bucket of water

~Hazel~ I ran until I couldn’t feel my legs anymore. That should have been enough to take away the agony that I felt, but it wasn’t. My chest felt constricted, and now, the pain was more blinding.I couldn’t tell if this was more painful because my fated mate didn’t totally reject me before marking another girl as his luna, or if it was just because my fated mate might be under the sheets with someone else.Ryder.How much I hate him. I hate him for making me this pathetic. I hated him for humiliating me in this manner, and I hate him even more for leading me on and then dumping me in the gutter after he was done…“Why did you have to touch me in those breathtaking ways? Why did you have to take my breath away in the nicest way possible if you had no intentions of bringing me back to life?” I cried to no one in particular.I took a deep, shaky breath and straightened my spine. If the moon goddess thought that her game to destroy me was going to work, then she had something else coming

~Hazel~I awoke to the van’s bumpy ride, and an uncomfortable feeling on my back. When I tried to move, I felt a pounding in my head and some burning on my wrists.The van stopped short and before I could understand what was happening something grabbed at me with clawed fingers.The wolves that had thrown me in this van to begin with were now pulling me out, their laughs piercing my ears and grating against my very last nerve as I was blinded by the white hot lights shining from the van's high beams.“Goodie, you’re up,” one of them jeered into my face, flashing a set of serrated sharp teeth beneath the dim glow trickling from the headlights. His fingers sank deeper into the skin of my upper arm when he shot his arm directly through mine to drag me forward. “Hope you didn’t get too comfortable back there Sleeping Beauty because nighty-night time is gonna be a thing of the past once we show you where you’re headed.”Panic bubbled in my chest, but I forced myself to keep calm. “Pleas

HazelThe guard walked me through the hallways, his hand firm on my arm, though his grip lacked the earlier hate of the wolves who had dragged me here. It was almost soft now, loosened. My heart still raced as I looked at the passing torches and stone walls, their dim light painting shadows that seemed to whisper secrets of the past.I wasn’t sure what awaited me. Would Orion change his mind? Was this some kind of elaborate game he played to test my purpose? The truth was, I didn’t trust him or anyone in this place. But as we turned a corner and approached a large, polished door, I felt the air change.The guard pushed the door open, revealing a room that left me stunned.It was probably the biggest I’d ever been in. The walls were a pale, mild cream, with decorative, crossed wooden beams on the ceiling. A big chandelier with those crystal teardrop things hung from above in the middle, giving off soft warmth all around.The whole place was beautiful: a bed with canary yellow sheets

Hazel’s povI awoke that morning feeling the chill of the new pack’s land flowing through the tall windows of my room. The bed was luxurious, if nothing else, I thought as I stared up at the ceiling and let it all wash over me. Everything was new. The tension in my gut, the burden of not knowing what would come next, and most notable one—the isolation that swam around me—as I tossed back the silk sheets and stood.Today was the day. I mean, what would I do, stay in this room? There’s a big world out there. I had to go out there and know what kind of pack I had entered.I wouldn’t be able to do that in my room.Maybe I’d learn a little about the people around here, see where I was. The moon goddess knew everyone didn’t need to be treating me like a stranger. So maybe I would not look like one if I joined them and mingled with them.I quickly changed into something more comfortable, feeling the silky material of a black dress against my body as I exited the room.The halls were so m