Chapter 2. Bad fate

  ~Ten years ago~

Distant cacophony of birds chirping and sound of a cascade could be perceived slowly, as a young lady came into view, appearing all ragged. 

She was sort of exhausted with the way she looked. She staggered forward and dropped the log of woods she was carrying on her back. 

The young lady was known as Anita, the only werewolf without a wolf, in the pack, and she was very very popular. 

The moment Anita dropped the log of woods, she immediately started chopping them into usable pieces. Indeed, she was tired, but she didn't dare to stop, for fear of getting hit again. 

Sweats tickled down from her face, as her hands trembled, but there was no one to help her. 

Just then, a young elegant lady walked up to meet Anita and instantly poked her head! 

" Haha, I hope you are enjoying the work?" The lady made a derisive snort and crossed her arms over her chest. She was none other than Anabelle, Anita's step sister. 

" There is nothing to enjoy!" Anita muttered beneath her breath, as she ignored Anabelle. 

" What did you just say?!" Anabelle tugged Anita's hair and raised her head up. " Repeat it bitch! Are you daring me? Don't forget you are nothing but a wolfless bastard! I can easily cut you off now, and no one would question me!" She threatened in a scary tone, as she narrowed her eyes the instant they turned golden! 

Her claws bared out, and she showed it to Anita, with a sneer. 

Anita's eyes dilated, and she struggled to free herself, but Anabelle was more stronger than her. 

" Don't do anything to me!" 

" What if I?" An evil grin flashed across Anabelle's lips. " You are worthless, isn't it?! It cost me nothing to slice your throat now and join your mother! Fortunately, you have no wolf, so you can't heal!" She spat at Anita. 

Tears welled up in Anita's eyes, and she balled her fists, as a look of bitterness flashed across her eyes. She could only cry and do nothing. 

" Ungrateful fool! Why are you crying? This is just the start!" Anabelle kicked Anita's chest and pushed her back. " You better wipe your tears right now, cause more are still coming! It not my fault that you are like this, the stupid slut you called a mother just made a mistake of giving birth to you!" 

" Don't talk about my mother like that!" Anita pulled her brows together upon hearing Anabelle's statement, and she swiftly picked up a stone with anger. " You are crossing the line Anabelle!" She glared at her stepsister. 

" So?!" Anabelle laughed out loud and immediately hit Anita's cheek. " She is dead! She can't do anything! Just hit me, and you are gone!" She scoffed. 

Anita lowered her head and stepped back, dropping the stone in her hand. She was extremely annoyed, hurt, and enraged but helpless! 

Anabelle smiled smugly, as she stared at Anita. She loved the helpless look on the latter's face. 

" Listen, your life will be a living hell!" She walked past Anita and pointed to the dirty surroundings. " Make sure you clean this! Don't you even try to come in if you don't finish all your chores! Even though you are useless, try to prove yourself useful!" 

Anita slowly raised up her head and pressed her lips. Her eyes had already turned red rimmed. 

" But am tired," she whispered pitifully. 

Anabelle mimicked her and hissed. " Who cares! Unless you die, I won't believe you, bloody liar!" 

Anita was in disbelief, and she covered her face. She slumped on the ground, with tears rolling out like a hot river. 

At the same time, Anabelle was called by her mother, so she ran away. 

Once she was alone, Anita sobbed even more. She couldn't stop the tears, and the misery that was slowly creeping around her. She felt overwhelmed with sorrow, and it pierced her soul. Her nightmare came back, and it almost drowned her. Her whole body started trembling, and she felt like ending her miserable life.  

" Mother, are you seeing all these? Are you aware of the way am treated by Anabelle and her mother?" She snorted loudly. She really wished this wasn't her kind of life. 

Anita had already lost her mother, when she was just a toddler. Her father took care of her, but all that came to an end when her father married another person. And what made the whole thing worse, was because Anita discovered she had no wolf. She couldn't shape shift like others, even though it was the right time for her. 

This has made her to be ridiculed by all. 

~~~~

     

     Three people could be seen, eating together like a lovely family at the dinning room. They were Anita's father, step mother, and of course, her annoying step sister. 

" Arnold, I think you should reconsider what I told you earlier. Putting Anita in the same training school with Anabelle, will only cause trouble for the lady. You know she doesn't have a wolf like others." Anabelle's mother, Vera, looked up at Anita's father, Arnold, and expressed gently. 

Arnold stopped eating and faced Vera. " Do you think so?"

" Yes father. Sorry for interrupting, but if Anita should go to that kind of training school, she would be so depressed. " Anabelle sighed, pretending to care about Anita. " And you know what depression can lead to?" 

Arnold seemed to have a rethink, and he placed down his wooden spoon..

" Darling, I only want the best for Anita. She has been through so much, and I just want to make it up for her." Vera took a deep breath and held Arnold's hand, massaging it slowly, before a smile appeared on her face. " You know Anita is really a beautiful lady? I have a better plan for her." She seemed happy as she said that, almost as if she really cares about her step daughter. 

Anabelle pouted. " Mother, this is so not fair! You have better plans for Anita, but what about me?" She rolled her eyes and acted envious..

Vera glanced at her daughter and blew her a kiss. " C'mon Anabelle, don't say that. You know I love you right?" 

" Anabelle, you are not young anymore. Don't compare yourself to Anita, you are more worthy than her." Arnold finally spoke up, as he dap his mouth corner with a napkin. " I haven't really decide on Anita's matter, but I think it not necessary anymore with what you just said." 

" Yes. Thank you for listening to me." Vera was trilled, and she rejoiced in her heart.

"It nothing. You are my wife, you know better than me, and you are the best. I must definitely listen to you." He responded with a calm face and stood up. " I need to go and see the Alpha now." 

" Sure." Vera also stood up and bade Arnold a good bye. 

The moment Arnold left the house, Vera and Anabelle's smile died down, and they looked at each other. 

" I know that's not your plan." Anabelle raised her brows at her mother. 

Vera laughed slightly. " Am not dumb to allow that." She twitched her eyes . " I won't allow Anita to have a better life!" 

Anabelle curled her lips upward sinisterly. " So what do you intend to do?" 

Vera took her cup of wine and twirled it. " The first thing am thinking of is to sell her as a slave. I need money to get lots of things." 

" Hmm." Anabelle frowned. 

Suddenly, Anita walked in. 

" What are you doing here?!" Anabelle instantly stood up and clenched her jaws. 

" Are you done with your chores?!" 

Anita felt lightheaded, but she managed to take few steps forward. 

" H....unger...." She stammered and gestured by putting her hand inside her dry mouth. 

Vera sneered and seized her up and down. She sat down again and clasped her hands together indifferently.  

" She wants food, Anabelle." 

Anabelle took the food on the dining table and showed it to Anita. 

" You need this?" 

Anita swiftly nodded. 

" Please......" Her word came out more like a whisper. 

She was now really unbalanced. 

" Okay, come and get it then!" Anabelle twisted her lips in disgust and threw the food inside the waste basket. 

" Here is your food!" She grinned and pointed to the food, that now appeared unpleasant.

Seeing this, Anita's eyes rolled to her brain, and she felt like she had lost everything. 

Unexpectedly, she stretched her hand forward and collapsed on the ground.....

Quickly, Anabelle checked her with a frown and raised up her head in shock.

" Mother, she is not breathing....."