Chapter 1

Olivia's POV:

I was born on a moonless night, according to my foster parents. My real parents didn't want me, so they kicked me out, and my foster parents were lucky enough to adopt me.

"Who would want a wolfless Omega like you? You have no wolf, and you shouldn't dream big of becoming anything important in this pack," my foster mother, Nancy George, had told me.

I was bullied growing up and forbidden from doing anything.

However, I overcame all that after I finished my schooling at the pack's high school and set out to apply for an admission form to the pack's university.

On this Saturday morning, I decided to inform my foster mother, Nancy, about my interest in gaining admission to the pack's university to study medicine, as I wanted to help the pack members.

As a 17-year-old girl, I had seen many of our pack wolves fall sick, and this sparked a desire in me to study medicine to help them.

As I woke up in my room on the second wing of the mansion, I breathed out heavily, knowing that I had to try my luck with my foster mother. She could be cruel to me sometimes, as she pampered her own daughter, Emily. But I had to try. It was my only hope and chance of gaining admission to the pack's university, which was expensive.

My foster mother, Nancy George, worked as a nurse in the pack's hospital, and her husband, Wren was a lawyer, even though they were delta wolves. They were rich from working and taking care of their two children, Mark and Emily, and they spoiled them.

Mark was a 24-year-old guy and hardly at home, but strangely, he had returned home as he was a basketball star player and had his own money. However, he was spoiled and had several girlfriends, whom he often brought home. His mother would never reprimand him for it but would encourage him not to take any of those girls seriously and to wait for his fated mate.

However, I couldn't blame Mark; he was rich, thanks to his parents' wealth. The young ladies in our pack, the Star-Field Pack, loved him.

As I got out of bed wearing a white dress, I made my way to the living room, seeing that it was already past 8 a.m. The day was bright and sunny on a Saturday morning, and I needed to push my luck. I had no wolf because of my history of being born on a moonless night, so I was like a curse and not fully a werewolf like them.

As I approached the living room, walking down the corridor, I heard Emily's excited voice: "Mom, I still cannot believe that Daniel Ryan, the Beta's son, is asking me for a relationship."

My heart clenched when I heard Emily say that. Daniel had previously asked me to be his girlfriend, but I told him no. Well, he didn't give me a chance to explain myself as he spat in my face and pushed me to the ground.

"Who would want to date a worthless wolf like you? I was only doing you a favor," he spat in front of many of my high school friends. I was so embarrassed, and Emily came rushing over to meet Daniel. She held his hand and told him, "Daniel, you can be my boyfriend and don't waste your time on this bïtch."

My heart ached, but I pushed the hurt aside. They were good for each other, I thought, but Daniel peered at me angrily, as he was the Beta's son, and my rejection made him feel bad. But I tried to avoid him. After all, he was not a student from my set. He had only come to the school for his younger sister's graduation certificate.

Shutting my eyes at the painful memories, I clenched my fist and moved into the living room. The air thickened at the sight of me, and the family at the dining table stopped eating as they sensed my presence.

"Good morning," I greeted them with a forced smile.

"Mm. Morning, what do you want here?" Nancy asked as she picked up a glass of water and drank. She sat beside her husband, while her son and daughter sat across from her.

Seeing their eyes on me, I spluttered but decided to go straight to the point.

"Um, aunt, I want to further my education at the university."

"Hahaha!" laughed Nancy as she peered at me. She wore a blue nightdress and was fair and beautiful for her age.

"Why should you further your education? You're wolfless, and you don't have to think of going to the university. You should serve as our maid as repayment for all the money we spent on feeding you up to this size. Isn't that right, honey?" She shifted her gaze to her husband, who nodded.

"Yes, my mate is right," declared Mr. Wren George.

"Olivia, you are to quit your ambition of going to the university and serve as a cleaner here," he said.

"No! It's been my dream to create medicine to help our pack members become better. Please," I knelt before my foster parents, as I was grateful they adopted me and fed me. But I had to further my education.

Emily rose from her dining chair, as she wore a white nightdress.

"You bïtch! Didn't you hear Mom say that you are not going to the university? You're to become a servant here in our home and clean the house. Got that!" She smacked me across my left cheek and sent me falling to the ground.

"That's enough, Emily!" yelled Mark, his icy voice making his sister jump as she turned to look at him.

"Mark, are you taking this bïtch's side over me, your sister? Mom, Dad, Mark is favoring Olivia!" Emily cried and pointed at me. The atmosphere in the dining room became thick as my foster parents looked at Mark suspiciously and asked him, "What has come over you, Mark? How can you defend that worthless girl? We only adopted Olivia to give Emily a younger sister, and since Emily doesn't want Olivia anymore, you are not to favor Olivia or see her as your sister either. Now, apologize to Emily!" declared Mr. Wren George.

Mark peered at his parents' faces. His jaw clenched as he rose to his feet. "Mom, Dad, you both are being unjust. I cannot sit here and watch you bully Olivia just because she doesn't have a wolf. If you guys don't want her presence anymore, take her back to the orphanage home. I am out of here."

Mark walked away from the dining room without sparing a glance at me, and my jaw dropped at his blunt words to his parents.

"Mark! Mark! Come back here!" His parents tried calling him, but he had already left the house; the sound of his car starting in the garage filled the air as he drove off.

"You slụt! What did you do to possess my only son?!" Mrs. Nancy yelled as she rushed toward me and descended on me in the living room.

Her fist connected to my face as she smacked me continuously until I fainted.