Chapter 1

Hillstone City

The moon waxed crescent and I, Dahlia Hyacinth waggled and hobbled towards my cottage in the dark woods reminiscing about the arguments I had in the pack.

My younger sister, Millicent was always being treated and it was unfair for me because she was given a role which was higher than mine in the pack simply because my father felt I was a jabroni.

"What the hell!" I pondered loud to myself as I stumbled on the floor.

I was dead drunk! "I have always played my role as the first daughter of the alpha" I blurted out drunkenly as tears pricked against my eyes.

"Don't do this, do that!" I Japed my father. Wesley Hyacinth, my Dad, the alpha and head of the Loodwig Crescent pack always favoured Millicent over me because he felt I wasn't ready to take over from him and be the next in command.

The moonlight made me feel so horny and I knew I ridiculously needed a mate, even though I hadn't had one ever.

I also knew that was one of the factors why my father despised me. I was always by myself making friends and avoiding mating under the moonlight.

My sister was different. She moved with several mates under the moonlight waxing crescent and this made our father ecstatic about it.

Our mother, Elizabeth Hyacinth wasn't always like that, as she loved me even more than Millicent.

My relationship with my sister had always been a vying one because Millicent also hated me and was glad that she took my place.

She also hated me because Simon Lockwood was to be my mate and was deeply in love with me, but I wasn't, but I did love him as a childhood friend.

Watching Simon grieved at being rejected made her boil in anger and seeth through clenched teeth.

Father would always look for reasons to beat me to a pulp to express his hatred for me effusively.

My drunk state, made it worse because it wasn't easy for an Omega like me to get drunk and when I finally get drunk, I know I am going to behave like a looney-tuned asshole and a pisspot.

My little cottage was the most unruffled place for me in times like this, where I would be in solitude.

I waggled into my cottage and I opened the door. I found a stranger inside and I jerked out in fear.

My amethyst eyes glowed in defence to protect my territory since it was marked.

"Who the hell are you!" I yelled indignantly in frustration as emotions churned up in my chest.

"I am Aryan Delcour, am sorry I stumbled upon your cottage. I was simply passing by" He retorted unfazed.

His chest tightened afterwards and his jaw was clenched.

A part of him knew that he had trespassed for sure, so he felt contritely at the moment.

My eyes were fixated on his packs since he was just in shorts and I almost stuttered.

I waggled closer to him fortuitously. "Is this the impact of the bond under moonlight?!" I pondered to myself in a perturbed manner.

I knew that I had always resisted the urge to have a mate and bond with him under moonlight but not this time! Not when I was drunk and heartbroken!

I couldn't curb myself from moving closer to him to grope his chest and caress it and then glance at his beautiful eyes.

"Am sorry miss, are you alright," Aryan groaned, resisting the temptation to flinch backwards because he was completely flustered.

Her hands were so lythe and the sensation of her body being against his made him wobble.

"You are drunk miss..." I interrupted him with a kiss and when it happened. He kissed me back, fortuitously.

He was awoken now and we both exchanged deep kisses and caresses as we both undressed effusively.

I cooed as he kissed, and caressed me and we both made love under the moonlight...

I woke up the next morning bewildered about my unscrupulous acts because I knew Father wouldn't take me back no matter what happens.

Aryan was awoken because of my wild reactions. "Take it easy," He implored.

"No, you don't understand, you don't know my father," I retorted wobbling wildly.

"I do understand what happened, but you have to understand that you were drunk and it wasn't your fault, besides you were also heartbroken, and it's hard for an omega to resist bonding under the moonlight in that state," Aryan explained.

"No way! My father is going to kill me when he finds out that I have bonded with a stranger outside the pack which was a taboo," I blurted out with my heart pounding in distress.

I knew that Simon Lockwood was the mate that was meant for me and if Father discovered that I had mated with someone else outside the pack, it would be a clumsy excuse to hate me the more.

"I know, and understand," Aryan gurgled and even though his words bubbled tempestuously in my heart because I had fallen deeply in love with him, I knew that I had to leave.

I busted open the door shapeshifting into my omega state. My nose turned to that of a snout and her tail catlike.

My forelimbs pouted out and being visible as I ran briskly in my omega state, my blue eyes scrutinising the area as I moved.

I pondered about what the elders would say to me and what my two friends, Amora Pillow and Blake Winchester would say.

I knew that the elders would be ashamed of me for sure even though my friends would still try and support me.

I also knew my mom would act softly about the issue and would wish that nothing be done to harm her, but I can't undermine my Dad's decision which frightened me the more...

The meeting between the elders of the Loodwig Crescent pack had commenced and Wesley spearheaded it as he stood aloof from his wife, my mother, Elizabeth.

The elders had already gotten into the large cottage that was to be used for the meeting.

Millicent, Simon, Amora and Blake were also present.

Blake worked as a royal guard alongside his brother Peter Winchester who was loyal to my Wesley.

"So, we need to work on our security measures," Wesley began with a gurgling voice.

"Ooh alpha head, your daughter wishes to speak with you," Harold his assistant said.

"Which one?" He enquired curiously because he knew that Millicent was already present.

"Dahlia," He retorted. Wesley became belligerent about the fact that Dahlia wanted to see him.

I Waited patiently outside the cottage to confess my sins against the pack once and for all.