The Unwanted Child のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Over the years I was responsible for helping with the cooking and cleaning around the packhouse. Working alongside the omegas, but I wasn’t an omega. That would mean I was allowed to be part of the pack, I was beneath everyone, an outsider they permitted to stay here till I turned eighteen, and they never let me forget it. Trying to just focus on keeping busy, it stopped me thinking about how lonely I was. If I could be in the kitchen prepping meals for everyone or cleaning up after everyone, I could at least pretend I was part of it all, even if they didn’t talk to me while I was there. All the pack members steered clear of me, well that was when they weren’t reminding me of the fact no one wanted me around. Any chance they got to push me around, throw things at me, trip me, they would. Not wanting to make a fuss or upset anyone I just took it and reminded myself I was just lucky they let me stay here at all.  Making it to the kitchen with little noti

Annalee's P.O.VIt was finally here, the day everyone had been waiting for, tomorrow is the day Maddox turned eighteen. All our neighbouring packs were coming to celebrate the occasion and hopefully he would find his mate, he deserved to be happy everyone did. As my list grows longer and longer, with all the things I needed to get ready for tomorrow it feels like the number of hours in the day needed to be multiplied by three if I had any chance of completing this. ‘Crap’ I cursed at myself as the decorations I was trying, not very successfully, to hang kept falling down, rubbing my face with my small hands I took a deep breath and tried again. A deep but quiet laugh came from behind startling me. The ladder started to shake and slip and I knew I would fall so I braced for the impact, but instead I was caught by two strong arms before hitting the ground.“Why is it every time we are in the same room together you are always falling over, if you want my

Axel’s POV  Waking from the best sleep of my life after drifting off thinking about Annalee and running my fingers over my scar. A new sense of energy was running through my veins and I couldn’t wait to see her again at breakfast. Practically running to get ready I hadn’t realised I had slept past noon, damn, she would be getting ready for the party. Probably running around in her crazy whirl wind of panic the way that she always did trying to make everything perfect, for everyone. That was all she wanted was to help others and make them happy. Maybe one day I could make her happy. Bouncing down into the hall hoping that’s where she would be, but I couldn’t see her, everyone was running around but no sign of Annalee. I looked everywhere but no sign of her. Starting to become worried I found Maddox and my father inside his office with my mother who was crying, their conversation stopped when I come in “what’s going on?&rdquo

Annalee's P.O.VA few hours later we pulled up in front of a house at the end of a small cul-de-sac. The house was big, but not flashy, just simple, nice, homey. There was a large porch out the front with a table and chairs, overlooking a beautiful rose garden, with every type of colour you could think of, and the green lush grass looked so soft. Another lifetime maybe I could have seen myself laying down out here looking up at the stars at night. It was night and the air was cold, the only light was the soft glow from the street light overhead and a few homes had dim light coming from there windows through the drawn curtains. No one would even know we were here or the horror I had just left behind. Once we got out of the car, I noticed a woman had come out of the house and was standing on the porch waiting for us. Suddenly I was extremely nervous, would they treat me the same way the pack did? Would they hurt me worse than the pack did? It was then I realised when contemplat

Zeke P.O.VIt started like any other day I went to school, pretended to pay attention, made out with some random girl whose name I wouldn’t remember and made my way home. Nothing exciting, well that’s what I thought.“You are getting it everywhere Walter, oh my lord you are doing it wrong, see like this” my mother’s voice was directing my father to do God knows what in the guest room, and I am not entirely sure I wanted to find out either. Approaching the guest room door, I made sure to clear my throat loud enough to alert them of my presence and make sure they had time to stop anything inappropriate. “We are in here honey” my mother called, okay the coast was clear.“Hey, what’s going on?” they were painting the room a deep shade of purple, and a bunch of random furniture lay in boxes ready to be assembled on the floor.“We have a guest coming to stay for a while” my mother said not