A long-sleeve dress that reaches the floor was my armor tonight, my head and my hands are the only ones aren’t covered in this shimmering dress. A perfect unbroken doll to be displayed. That's what I was tonight.
Whereas my sister, Amber...she was wearing a sleeveless metallic red knee-length dress with an exposed back and front. Her cleavage could slap anyone who dared stare at it for too long.
Though both of us knew I was always the most beautiful and sexier one, my father and sister made sure that no one knew that.
I was suffocated in this dress while she, on the other hand, could breathe freely with her provocative attire. I think that my father made sure I would never be able to move carefree tonight by letting me wear this birthday mess of a dress.
I can understand why my family hates me, but I don’t understand why they have to hate me every single fucking minute. My mother died when she gave birth to me. And since then, they put the blame on me. Perhaps it was the Goddess of Fate who decided to take my mother as early as that age.
But no, my sister and father never think of that. They just see me as the sole one to be blamed for her death.
Sometimes, I think they just fucking hate me and my mother’s death is just their excuse to hate me more. Like I’m just disposable anytime and worthless all the time because of something I unknowingly did.
And I guess I have to live with this pain and burden for the rest of my life.
The round of greetings to pack elders, Betas, and other high-ranking pack officials has finally ended.
And here I am, back to my lonely self. Back to my castle of solitude.
“Fiona...This is Mira.” I sat up straight immediately when my wolf whispered to me. “Our mate is near,” her voice was full of excitement. “Let us look for him.”
I stood and found myself looking for someone I do not know amid the sea of crowds. Nevertheless, I kept walking.
“Keep searching!” Mira exclaimed.
Five minutes have passed and my feet are on the verge of giving up. “He is near. He is here—”
A pair of green eyes met my blue eyes. Everything, even the ones around us, seems to freeze. Time stopped itself. It was only me and him at this very moment. But what amazed me more was the owner of those eyes. My mate.
My mate, the first person to finally love me truly.
Our eyes kept on gazing at each other's souls. None of us dare to break that stare.