The Alpha's Mysterious Mate ( The Fate Series Book 1)

Serena's POV: 

"Hey, you, Serena! Get over here and clean this up!" one of the she-wolves shouted at me.

She was having a picnic along with other she-wolves on the lawn.

They carelessly threw all their trash-- wrappers, shells, whatever food residue they discarded-- on the grass around them.  The trash can was not even that far.It was a few steps away from them.

They could have thrown it properly themselves.But no, of course, they wouldn't do that because there was a lowly servant girl here.

Throwing the trash was suddenly something they didn't need to do.I had just spent an entire hour cleaning up the chewing gum that was stuck on the steps of the meeting hall.

My back and my waist were already very sore.

With a deep sigh, I picked up a broom and went over to sweep their garbage.But when I saw that most of their trash was on the grass, I realized I couldn't sweep it out with a broom at all.

"Hey, can you at least stop spitting the shells onto the grass? It's so hard to sweep." I gritted my teeth, trying to hold back the anger inside of me.

"Don't sweep, then. Just pick them up with your hands one by one."

The she-wolf crossed her legs nonchalantly and spat another pistachio shell on to the grass, right in front of my feet.

Another she-wolf refilled the plate with more pistachios and looked at me mockingly.

"Oh, whatever.Don't listen to her complaints.She can't disobey our orders anyway."

"Well then, I quit." I dropped my broom and turned around to leave.

"How dare you speak to us like that? Who do you think you are?" One she-wolf got up and blocked my way, splashing her drink on my face.

The liquid dripped down and absolutely soaked my clothes.

"Do your job and pick up the trash! Or else I'm going to report you to the Alpha and tell him you're slacking off!" It took all my inner strength to stop myself from impaling them in the mouth with my broom.

They had a point.

Who did I think I was? I was just an orphan anyway, adopted into the Black Moon Pack.

Other than slave, I held no other status in the pack.

All other werewolves were above me in rank.

Anyone could boss me, scold me, beat me, and no one would bat an eye.

My father was a vampire and my mother was a werewolf.

That made me a hybrid.

Their union was an abomination to both the werewolves and vampires, making my very existence an object of disgrace in itself.

Hybrids were powerful creatures, which made them a threat to werewolves and vampires.

When they discovered any living hybrid, all werewolves and vampires were mandated to kill them on sight.

My parents knew they would have to conceal my identity to the world, so they asked a reliable friend of theirs, who was a wizard, to cast a spell that hid my hybrid bloodline.

To the ordinary creature, I would only look like an Omega.

Looking back at my childhood, our family had always lived deep in the forest for as long as I could remember.

But one horrible day, we were discovered, and all of our peace was shattered to pieces.

A group of Alphas had surrounded our house along with other werewolves.

While my father was trying to fight them off in the hall, my mother took me aside to send me out through a secret passageway.

I cried and begged for my parents to run away with me, so my mother had to grip my shoulders tightly.

Her eyes were full of worry and fear.

Her grip on me was so strong that her fingernails almost dug themselves into my skin.

"Serena, I'm sorry.But you have to listen carefully and remember everything I say.Your father has foreseen your future.Your life is going to be very hard because of who you are, more than you can even imagine, but you must hold on.One day, you're going to become a very powerful hybrid, with the power to maybe change the world.You must be careful, though.You are going to meet a terrible enemy who only wants to covet your power.He is going to hunt you down no matter the cost.And then..."

off

shook her head and

her eyes, she wrapped me in one last

she pushed me into the

go now.We'll try to catch up with

far away.I had found a hiding place nearby where I could watch

window, I watched as the Alphas successfully subdued my parents and shoved them to the center of the

all wore

my parents, as if

of the Alphas walked over to my parents despite what the others

claws glinted with

scream

their

the house and

looking for me, I knew

couldn't afford to make a sound, but I had to go

until I was far enough to run into the darkness

and tears met

path under my feet was hard to

actual murderer of my parents, and even worse, I

his house, but in all

in the yard of

corner,

chores in the house were assigned

tell me that I should count myself lucky that Alpha took me in and that

Alpha Tyler put a roof over

was afraid no amount of gratitude would convince anyone to happily live

my birthday was nearing.I was about

when the she-wolves finished

them to leave before picking up all the discarded shells on the grass.I

even worse than

to the hall of

some meeting rooms for me to clean

spotted Alpha Tyler walking down

about him, as

on the porch, and I watched

person who took me in was the actual murderer of my parents, and even worse, I had

live in his

in the yard

in the corner, small enough just for me

the house were assigned

would tell me that I should count myself lucky that Alpha took me in and that I should work diligently with

undeniable that Alpha Tyler put a roof over my head

no amount of gratitude would convince anyone to

my birthday was nearing.I was about

had begun to set when the she-wolves

before picking up all the discarded shells on the grass.I stretched my

felt even

I walked to the hall

some meeting rooms for me

I spotted

walked with a prideful air about him, as if there was nothing

on the porch, and I watched as he kicked it over

all across the floor, staining

damned bucket there?!"

the dry floor and checked

to the bucket and set it back

the corridor, which

enough not to

it from a mile away.But I knew he would

put in

Tyler frowned in disgust.

didn't burst out into a fit of anger or beat

was just an orphan, a

mere act of beating me up was still