The Rejected Rogue

2: A Mysterious Wolf in the Forest

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CHAPTER TWO: A MYSTERIOUS WOLF IN THE FOREST

"Out of my way, loser," my older brother, Jesse, sneered. He pushed me roughly, laughing when I stumbled. There were some insults thrown in my direction, but, like always, I did my best to ignore them.

Jesse was eighteen and a legal adult. He hated me-in public anyway-with a fiery passion, like everyone else. My parents had recently signed me over to him, making him my legal guardian—yet another reason I was staying the pack house even though I hadn't yet shifted. I wasn't sure where they were on their vacation now, probably somewhere in Europe; they could have been dead for all I knew. I hadn't heard from them for at least six months.

Up ahead, I saw Lexy full on making out with a random guy that I vaguely recognized from the pack. The breeze that was blowing in my direction confirmed that he was a wolf.

I pushed away my thoughts and bit my lip. A day had passed since my seventeenth birthday, and nobody but David and my parents - who'd phoned in - said happy birthday; though a 'Happy Birthday' from them-not David-didn't mean much, since they had practically abandoned me.

The whole pack was here today because David had called everyone in to talk about some important matters that would be affecting the pack; like a few wolves from a neighboring pack that were coming to town for a few days. The reason why? I had no clue.

I saw David up ahead, talking with Kelly. She was flirting with him while he was pushing her away. Get the message: he doesn't want you! I wanted to scream and slap her, though that would probably just get me killed or something.

He looked up, saw me, and flashed me an embarrassed smile. I smiled a small smile back at him.

"Oh my Gawd! It's the slut!" A girl squealed at me. "I don't even see how someone could even want her when she's such a weak she-wolf. I bet daddy pays them to do it."

Her friend smirked and snickered as I turned away to hide the tears from everyone. I probably could have gone without crying if I wasn't being assaulted with all of the negative emotions that were being pointed in my direction. Most of the emotions were just polite disinterest, but some of them were real hatred and anger-coming from some of the important wolves, of course. Otherwise, that many people who really didn't care wouldn't be acting this way towards me. What had I done to them all to make them hate me so much? The emotions I was projecting onto them all right now probably weren't helping. I was feeling upset and helpless, and they could feel it. And I was willing to bet that they weren't happy about feeling that way.

When the comments and insults began to get louder and meaner, I decided that I'd had enough.

I was going to go for a long walk in the forest; even if it made me late for the meeting.

Even if most people thought I was super weak, I really wasn't. Even the animals I passed in the forest started to act up as I passed them. My distress was getting to them, and they were beginning to get upset. After I noticed this, I made an effort to calm down and project a peacefulness that I wished I could feel all the time. It wasn't too hard, since there weren't any wolves out here to make me feel anything but calm and peaceful. The animals calmed down pretty soon after.

I started running again, because it felt so good, the wind rushing against my pale skin. I wished I could stay in here forever where it was peaceful and quiet with no one to torment me. But if I did that, my pack would become unstable and chaotic without me. Whatever they wanted to think, they needed me to maintain the balance of emotions between their humans and wolves. Otherwise, we'd have wolves shifting at every little argument or whenever they became even slightly angry. No matter how much they hated me, or how bad they treated me, I wouldn't do that to them. It would be devastating and would do no good for any of the wolves in any packs besides ours. What if a wolf shifted in public? We would be outed to the humans, and things would become even more complicated than they already were. And there wasn't another Omega in this pack, aside from me, that could do my job for me.

Omegas weren't a bloodline. It was rare for the gifts to be passed through the blood. I'd been told once by the previous Alpha, before he passed, that the gift had to do with the Moon Goddess choosing a pure soul who could handle the power it caused.

It was also a little weird, since I had Beta blood running through my veins too. If Ryan wasn't his brother's Beta (He had Alpha blood, but his brother has the stronger Alpha abilities, making Ryan the Beta of the two), my brother Jesse would be his Beta, instead of a pack enforcer, who was basically a tracker and a guard combined.

I went to my usual place: the lake, and just laid there on my back, feeling content, and thought about skipping the meeting altogether. I wasn't sure if I was up to hearing more nasty comments or feeling the force of some of the wolves' hatred toward me.

I laid there for a little while, trying not to think about how crappy my life was, when I smelled it. It smelled like morning dew and that special scent you can only find in the scent of a werewolf.

I didn't recognize the scent as that of one of my pack mates, so I quickly stood up onto my feet, preparing myself to fight in case this wolf was unfriendly.

A few moments later, a figure stepped out from the darkness that the tall trees around me provided, and all I could feel was shock deep down in my bones as I stared at the girl standing just a few feet away from me.

My lips parted and all I could do was stare at her as she took another step forward and smiled grimly at me.

"Hello Lilah. I'm sure you don't remember me, but I remember you and we have a lot to discuss."

I couldn't believe my eyes.

She closed the rest of the distance between us and sat next to where I was standing, motioning for me to join her.

I must be seeing things.

"Sit, so we can talk. I have so much to tell you."

The girl sitting next to me was the exact image of what I imagined myself to look like in a few years.

I sat down.

What the hell is going on?