3: Preparing for a Big Celebration

Daisy

For the next few days, everyone is getting ready for a big birthday celebration for Dahlia. Only a few fellow Omegas look at me with pity as they know I'm her twin sister, but I don't let it get to me.

I'm looking forward to finally being free from this mundane life of mine. The only way that can happen is by finding my mate. I'm a mix of nerves and excitement. I can't wait to meet him! Most of all though, I can't wait to meet my wolf.

If I have one, tomorrow will be my last day to meet her. What will she be like? Will she be small and meek like me? Or strong and bold unlike me? I want to find out her name most of all. I just hope she likes me and won't be disappointed in me.

For now, I'm helping the other omegas bake the massive cake. With so many pack members, a big cake is necessary but isn't this a bit too much? It has six tiers and the decorations... it looks more like a celebration for...

Ah! Alpha Tristian must believe Dahlia truly is his mate so it's going to be a celebration for her becoming our Luna too. Dread overcomes me. If she becomes the Luna, then my life really will be hell. Some could say it already is but it would only get ten times worse.

"Daisy! Will you help me with the icing?" Samuel calls out. He's a bit hopeless with cooking but he means well. To make sure he doesn't get in trouble, I always help him out.

When I turn around, I see him wearing a sheepish grin. "Of course." I walk over and start to mix the icing myself. Strawberry buttercream, Dahlia's favorite. It does smell good but I can't say it's something I prefer. I'm more of a whipped icing person as it isn't as sweet.

"You're great at everything, Daisy. I wish I had just a portion of your talent in these areas." Samuel sighs softly. I can't help but smile. He's an adorable young man.

"You'll learn soon enough. For now, just watch and see what you can learn from me." I tell him and continue to whip the icing.

I feel people staring at me and whispering. "They make a nice pair." I hear someone say but I ignore them.

A lot of Omegas get rejected if their mates are high-ranking wolves so they tend to have a chosen mate in one of their own. Samuel is sweet and all but he's like a little brother to me. That would just be so weird and gross.

"Just ignore them, Sammy," I murmur and finish up with the icing. "There you go!" I look up at him and pause. His expression is unreadable as he just stares down at me. "...?" I reach up and pat his cheek. "Get back to work," I add and go back to my station.

I feel his eyes follow me and frown. What's wrong with him? I know he had a small crush on me when he was younger. Does he still have it? I shake my head and focus on the task. I have to create flowers in many different colors to decorate the cake.

***

After we Omegas have dinner, I start to head home. I wave to everyone as we go our separate ways and am soon alone walking in the dead of night.

As I make my way home, I hear leaves crunching around me and I tense. It seems that they're waiting for me to be alone again. I quicken my pace and hear multiple footsteps around me.

I start to run now feeling panicked and I know now I'm screwed. They always catch me and there's nothing I can do but I always run anyway. If by some luck I can escape their hands, I'll run forever.

However, a hand suddenly grabs me and I'm thrown up against a tree. I wince as my back hits the tree hard. Sadly those bruises never seem to heal.

"Why are you, little one? We only want to play!" I shudder at that gross and dark tone in

Standing in front of me is the Gamma male of our pack, Grayson Willams along with his two goons. With his dark gray eyes and black hair, he's one of my biggest bullies but he takes things too far.

I can handle being degraded and beaten. I've built up a tolerance for it over the years so no problem there. Grayson on the other hand... he's in a league of his own.

"Mhm... I bet even underneath these baggy clothes, you're a sweet treat. You are Dahlia's sister after all... you must have a banging body." He gets too close to me and I shrink back. His scent is revolting like a dead animal that's been out in the sun way too long.

"If you don't find your mate, I'll gladly take you on, babe." He runs his hands down by the sides and I feel so disgusted. "I bet you'll taste wonderful." He leans in to force a kiss but I turn my head in defiance. His eyes flash and turn dark making my heart sink.

"You little bitch." He forces my face forward and kisses me harshly. I try to shove him away but he's too strong. Tears start to run down my face but I bite down on his tongue after he forces it into my mouth.

Once he pulls away and slaps me hard. I fall to the ground. "You dirty slut!" He snarls and starts to kick me in the stomach. I let out an airy gasp and curl up into a ball.

The goons join in getting a kick out of my pain and suffering. It feels like hours but I know it's only minutes but they eventually stop their assault on me.

"Just you wait! You're the one who seduced me first so you better be ready, slutty bitch!" Grayson snaps and then storms off. I lay there trembling and close my eyes tightly.

Why does it always have to be me? If I was only meant to suffer, why was I even born? I slowly gather the strength to stand up and stumble off to my house. I go through the back door but my mother is there in the kitchen.

She takes one look at me and scoffs before going back to the living room. Of course, she doesn't care. What did I expect? I go off to my room and lock myself inside. As I curl up into a ball, I pray to the Moon Goddess once more.

"Please... let my mate love me... please get me out of this hell." With that, I fall asleep hoping tomorrow will be a good day.