Vessel of the moon

Infirmi

Author's POV

      "Hey infirmi we gonna need your service at the party, we need a trash can"
     
        Ora continued to exchange her books in her locker as she ignored her pack mate's beefs at her. Their disrespect was starting to annoy her. Due to the fact that she didn't shift at sixteen, that made her a weakling in the pack,  weaker than the omegas. She wasn't allowed to join the pack trainings. Due to the fact that every one knew she couldn't fight back, they used her as their prey to make themselves feel good, even the Alpha and his family knew about her being  mistreated but never said anything. The only people that were good to her were her father and mother, her father Anthony Rivers was part of the elders in her pack Blue moon. The only reason why she has not been thrown out of the pack was because of her parent's position, her dad Anthony was not just an elder but one of the oldest and best trackers of the pack, her Mom Marigold Rivers was one of the pack doctors. Her Alpha and Luna Arthur and Skylar stone we're not particular bad to her, they just never took any interest in her.she was an only child, her mom told her they had to wait eight years before she was later conceived, of course they tried for more kids but fate had a different plan for them so they just took her as their only gift.  The fact that she hasn't shift is a mystery to everyone since her lineage is known to produce strong wolfs. Of course her parent were  worried about her but they could do nothing since the fact  that she hasn't even been banished from the pack is a privilege. Her mom took time to teach her healing methods and her mom always told her she already knows more than the other pack healer but the pack wasn't ready to accept that she was good at anything , she couldn't be counted as human cause she had a wolf's smell. Her and her father took time to paint together which has become an hobby for her.
    
       While putting the last book in her bag an opened can hit her head, draining her auburn hair with a red soda. She touched her hair to feel the sticky liquid matting her hair together.
   Majority of the student were  in the hallways near their lockers cause they just finished a class and they all gave shouts of encouragement to the culprit, some laughed and some threw jabs at her. She turned around to look at the culprit. Obviously it was the pack Gamma's son Luke, he stood there smugly with  the Alpha's son Damien, the Beta's son Raymond. This guys were her greatest bully especially Luke, he never let any opportunity to disgrace her go.
"Thought I smelled trash, so I dumped the refuse in it"Luke said smugly putting one hand in his pocket.

Everyone laughed at her again. Seeing there was nothing she could do about it, this wasn't a new thing, she had been going through this for two years. She scowled and turn back to her locker. Suddenly her hair was pulled back forcefully. She screamed as Luke pulled her hair and hit her head against the locker. Without giving her time to catch her breath he threw her on the floor and kicked her stomach. Ora groaned cause the former wound hadn't healed finish since she didn't have the wolf's fast healing ability.

"You fucking scowled at me"raged Luke as he sent another kick to her stomach blood was coming out from her mouth already. He picked her up again and punched her face which sent her spiraling to the other side. He was about to his her again when he was stopped by Raymond.

  "Dude if you kill her today, there'll be nothing to hit tomorrow, so let's save the rest for later"

    "Next time you know the kind of faces you make at me, infirmi"Luke said as he spat on her.
  They all made their way back to their next class leaving Ora curled up in a fetus position on the floor as she coughed up blood and cried.
She obviously couldn't attend any class like that so she just remained there wallowing in her misery for one hour, she couldn't get up. The bell for the closing time rang and everyone went their way without stopping to help her. Her phone rang in her pocket and she strained her muscle to pick it.

"Dad"
"Honey are you okay?  you sound weak"
"I'm fine dad just stressed"
"Sorry dear, can you still make our date today? We planned to go and watch the art exhibition today at the museum together remember?"
"Sure dad, i'll be home in thirty minutes "
"No princess don't stress yourself I'm free now so I'll just drive over to your school then we can go from there"
"Dad that will mean double driving for you, just wait I'll be home soon"
"Come on,princess I want to, and besides that will save you the stress of walking all the way home"
"Dad... "
"Honey we could argue this on and on but I still won't change my mind"
Ora sighed, arguing with her dad was going to be fruitless
"Okay dad, what about mom?"
"She can't join us cause she has a patient at the infirmary so she asked us to go alone since she was going to be the third wheel anyway "
Ora smiled painting and art was a passion she shared with  her dad,her mom was just being supportive.
"Alright Dad"
"Okay I'll see you in thirty"
"Okay sure "
"Love you honey"
"Love you too Dad"
      
      Ora returned her phone back into her pocket after hanging up. She took some minutes to pep talk herself into getting up. She had to clean her self up and cover her wounds before her dad got here, all these years she had always hid her wounds from her parent cause they were worried about her already, she didn't want to add to their worry. Good thing her mom taught her healing techniques so she could take care of her self without raising suspicion about it  she could use make up to cover the visible bruises. She crawled to her locker taking deep breaths before standing up to take the first aid kit she kept in her locker and took her back pack. She rest her back on the locker and took some more minutes to pep talk herself into moving from one spot. Finally she painfully walked into the rest room, lucky for her it was empty, she stood before the mirror and began her routine, she changed the bloodied  bandage in her stomach, she was bleeding more due to the kicks. She deeped a swub in spirit and cleaned the wound on her face and head. She changed her gray soaked top into the spare blue one she kept at school and applied lots of perfume, since her dad was a tracker she had to clean any scent of blood or antiseptic on her. She dried her hair and combed it out which was painful due to her bruises. Thank God the soda isn't obvious due to the color of her hair. She applied make up to cover her bruised face. She packed her bag back and swallowed some energetics to relieve  her, she drank some water and waited for the drugs to start working. After ten minutes she felt she could walk again and walked over to her locker to return the first aid kit.  Then went to the parking lot to meet her dad.