Chapter Five

Alora's POV

On the day of my eighteenth birthday, I started my day in a stirring mood. According to the custom of the wolf pack, turning eighteen is our coming-of-age ceremony.

At the ceremony, the Alphas would formally choose their mate even though I didn't have friends or family who cared about my birthday. My coming-of-age ceremony was a very big deal, to alot of people.

But I know Hunter cares, and it's enough that he cares. In this matter, almost everyone was jealous of me. Because I was an adopted orphan, a soft and weak omega, I was able to date the Alpha king of the Silver Moon pack and was about to become his mate.

Jealousy filled the atmosphere, and I couldn't believe how lovely it was to be chosen as Hunter's mate.

"Even I would have made a better mate" I overheard a feminine voice that I couldn't quite recognize.

"She is just a nobody" the feminine voice spoke again.

At this point, I turned around to see who it was, but I couldn't capture her face properly.

Even if I did, I knew that I would not be able to recognize her, or not know who she is.

It was a big event, and I didn't know many of the guests that attended. It was strange, especially because the party was being thrown for me.

"Alora" I heard someone call out my name.

"What are you thinking about?" Rory's voice echoed in my head.

Then, it dawned on me that I am not at a party. I was still at my apartment with my roommate.

"Are you thinking about your birthday again?" She frowned.

"I looked at her with displeasure.

I know I should be happy, not to doubt it, I am very happy.

But at the same time, I am also scared.

Hunter and I are world's apart.

Him being an alpha, and I a weak Omega. I wonder what people are going to say, the hatred and rejection I will get.

"So long as he loves you, and is willing to support you. I don't think that you have anything to be scared of" Rory reminded me.

She always knew whatever was on my mind, before I even got the chance to say it.

But, her encouraging words were not enough to drive my fear away.

She had a phone call and was forced to leave me alone in the room.

I walked over to my wardrobe, picking out my red and black dress. I looked at it, and walked over to the mirror.

I looked at my high ponytail, and let my hair fall effortlessly down my shoulders as I shook my head, and placed the dress on my chest.

Rehearsing how I would be dancing with Hunter at my party.

"Don't you think you should be patient enough to wait for Hunter first?" Sylvester, my roommate, walked in on me.

I combed my hair behind my ear with my fingers. I felt so embarrassed, as cheeks flushed red.

"When did you arrive, and how long have you been watching me?" I asked him, with an embarrassment stamp all over my face, as I moved backwards so I could sit on the bed.

"Long enough to see that you still need to practice more" he laughed and joined me on the bed

"We have to get to class now" he looked at his watch, and reminded me.

I dropped my dress on the bed and walked to class.

It wasn't an easy journey, not because my class was far from our dorm.

But, because the news of my ceremony had spread like a wildfire.

Each and every corner of the place screamed hatred. All the girls looked at me like I was a rare species that should have gone extinct.

Some of them even threw objects at me.

A particular girl tried to injure me with a knife, luckily, Sylvester was there to shield me.

"What the heck!! Run Alora!!" he screamed as we both tried to get away from the raging crowd.

Sitting down to have my class was also a big issue.

I heard the girls whispering, insulting me and saying the worst about me.

I felt like taking all my things and vanishing from the earth.

My only happiness laid in Hunter, he still loves me and Rory was right. That is all that matters. I decided to return home, after having a stressful day.

I spat at the disgust of having to see my stepsister there. But, I didn't have a choice. Our dorm was undergoing a small renovation. I needed to be out of there for some time.

To add to it, I felt like I had become a huge burden to Sylvester and Rory, I thought it would be best to go home. At least, it would give me time to prepare for my ceremony.

I walked down the hallways with a smile on my face, hopping like a five year old that just got a lollipop.

Little did I know that my happiness was about to vanish.

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Alora's POV

"Uhh…yes…that's it, give me more" I heard a strange voice coming from my room.

I wonder who must have found their way into my own room.

"You want more huh?.." I heard a male voice respond.

I shut my eyes tightly. What is happening there? The sounds were becoming louder, as I could hear more moans and groans coming from my room. I wasn't inside, yet I could sense how hard the thrusts were, and how much this lady was enjoying herself.

I gradually realized that it was my stepsister who was having s*x with someone else in my room. I felt disgusted but decided to slip away to avoid trouble. I didn't want her to start accusing me of eavesdropping, or involving myself in her personal matters. She had her own life to live anyways.

"Yes baby…that's right" I heard a deep voice, a voice too familiar to be that of a stranger. Yet, I still chose to ignore it.

Just as I was about to leave I recognized the voice of the man in the room who was trying to accommodate my stepsister's moans. It's Hunter!