The Freak Is The Mate Of The Lycan

Yara’s POV

Beads of sweat ran down my body as my chest heaved up and down in exhaustion. I felt sore all over but when I noted that my fighting skills were improving with all the training, it all seemed worth it.

Unable to control myself, a large grin appeared on my face. Too bad it didn't last long.

“Who do we have here on such sacred training grounds? If it isn't the ugly freak of a wolf? Oops! I forgot that she isn't even a wolf.” A shrill voice rang out followed by multiple snide laughter and I immediately froze.

Fuck! Can't these bastards just leave me be for one goddamn day? Just one day to train in peace has now turned into a pipe dream?

My lips dropped into a scowl as I turned to face my new audience. Fiona and her minions stood there jeering at me with a mocking smile.

Can't they get past doing such a cliche thing? Who the hell goes around in pairs like this anymore. Tsk!

“Ah, What the hell is that?” I suddenly shrieked, covering my chest in mock shock and terror.

All of them flinched and began looking around warily to try and spot the danger.

“Oh, false alarm guys. Sorry. I honestly thought an ugly monster appeared. Thank the goddess that it's just Fiona or else we would have all been in real danger.” I said looking at them like they were fools.

At first, Fiona froze and then when she got my wordplay, her nose flared and her face turned beet red as she glared at me in hatred.

“You…” she spluttered looking like she wanted to pounce on me any minute from now.

Sadly for Fiona, not everyone in her gang was smart as one of the omegas there patted her chest and said, “You freak, why were you trying to scare us like that. Of course it's Fiona that's here. Who else would it be?”

I immediately spluttered in laughter at that.

The hell? How dense can someone be to not get such a clear jab.

Fiona glared at the omega, releasing her aura making the dumbo whimper and retreat into herself.

She then turned to me and began to walk in my direction.

I immediately took that as my cue to leave. “Well, I'll be off now. Have a nice day.” With that, I swiveled and began sprinting off the training grounds but I barely took ten steps before I felt my hair being yanked backwards. 

Sharp pain shot through my scalp and I let out a shriek as my hand immediately flew to my head.

“Let me go!” I roared as I twisted frantically to shake her off but it was to no avail as her grip was iron like.

She didn't bother to speak anymore as with a growl, she dragged me back forcefully and threw me unceremoniously onto the floor.

I hissed. My elbows stung upon impact as I had tried to use them to break my fall. They had worked but were not in good shape.

Fiona didn't let me get my bearing as she was soon on me straddling me.

Obviously I was not going to let her have a go at me like I was a sitting duck so I struggled ferociously.

I screamed as I scratched and hit at her blindly like a crazy person. All my previous bravado and wittiness now gone only to be replaced with a strong will to survive and escape.

My efforts paid off and I was able to get a scratch onto her face.

Fiona froze as her face was turned to the side and her minions immediately gasped like I had done some sort of horrific thing.

Slowly, Fiona turned back to face me her eyes dark with menace and murderous intent. 

I gulped realizing that I was screwed.

“Umm. I didn't mean….” I started in a bid to apologize 

“You bitch.” Fiona let out a shrill scream and then her claws elongated while her eyes turned bright red as she glared down at me.

An alarm rang in my head and I sensed that if I didn't leave now, I would probably end up dead.

I pushed at her abdomen trying my best to get her off me but it was to no avail. Instead, she looked down at me with a sneer and before I could blink she raised her claws and brought it down hard on my face.

Sensing the danger, I tilted my head sideways and her claw missed my face by only a hair's length. I couldn't rejoice though because she suddenly dug it into my shoulder blades instead.

“Ahhh!.” I let out a scream of agony as Fiona pressed further into the wound she had inflicted on me. My mind clouded in pain and I struggled harder trying to get her to stop.

“I'll kill you. You bitch! How dare you?” She kept muttering with a mad gleam in her eyes as she dug further into my shoulder.

I could already foresee a long while for my healing as I didn't have the rapid healing that every wolf had.

Suddenly, she dug her claws out of my shoulders and then before I could blink, she wrapped both hands on my neck before squeezing.

My hands shot to my neck, desperately clawing at her hand as I felt my air supply being cut off. Added to her inhuman strength brought about by her half wolf state, I felt like a boulder was crushing my throat.

Spots filled my vision as my eyes watered while I wheezed and struggled. A loud ringing appeared in my ear too as all the sounds of the minions mocking laughter disappeared.

Was this how I was going to die? At the hands of Fiona who had made my life a living hell? At the hands of my bully?

No. I don't wanna die.

With that thought, one of my hand holding her neck dropped to the floor besides me and I desperately felt around for something… anything.

After searching aimlessly, I finally felt a small jagged stone on the floor and without a second thought, I raised it and jabbed it in Fiona's left eye.

Blood spluttered everywhere as Fiona let out an earth shattering scream.

“What the fuck?” One of the minions also shouted but I couldn't be bothered to care. I spluttered, wheezed and coughed violently in a bid to catch my breath.

I shoved Fiona who was too preoccupied with her now probably blind eye and then crawled to my feet in a clumsy and tipsy manner.

My vision was barely just clearing up but I couldn't slow down.

Relying on luck and help from the goddess, I ran - well more like stumbled pathetically - out of the training grounds.

I ran until I couldn't hear Fiona's screams anymore.

When I was sure that I wasn't being tailed, I finally looked around only to realize that I was in the pack woods. A place that was way too close to the pack border for my own good.

Still, this place was safer than staying back at the training grounds.

I walked to a large tree and then slid down till I was sitting on the ground.

Just a little while. I'll wait here just a little till I have to face reality again. Because I knew that I was going to be in deep shit for what happened to Fiona.

******

I expected to be punished but I didn't expect it to come so soon and for it to be so painful.

After a while in the woods, I finally mustered up the courage to leave and walk back home. I purposely took a detour which allowed me to avoid any detection.

Immediately I stepped through the foyer, I heaved a sigh of relief thinking that I was now safe but I couldn't have been more wrong.

Kraaak!

A loud sound rang out and before I could make out from where, my head from my toe, something hit me hard making me fall backwards hard.

I groaned and wailed as pain shot through my whole body. It felt like I had been sliced open and looking down at my now bleeding and bruised body, I realized that I had actually been.

I looked up in fear at my attacker only for my whole body to pale in terror when I realized who it was.

Holding a whip decorated with gruesome looking thorns was Beta Greta. The wife to the most respected elder of the Blackthorn Pack.

Another name I knew her as was….

“M..m..mother.”