Episode 3

The death of my parents, protecting the pack and protecting me, was the beginning of my misfortunes. I was orphaned as just a thirteen-year-old teenager, whom no one wanted to take in for being an Omega and whom they blamed for the death of her parents, as if I had brought those rogue wolves to attack the pack and had asked them to kill my parents, leaving me alone and unprotected.

A lonely and sad cabin was what I had left of my parents, and I had to mature while still a child, because no one would take care of the orphaned and "good for nothing" Omega. And that was only the nicest thing they said about me, because just trying to remember the rest of the hurtful words they used against me makes my chest ache with a greater, inexplicable and uncontrollable pain, that does not even compare to the pain I felt for Dante's rejection. The pain of Dante's rejection was a tickle compared to all the pain that the Reed Moon pack caused me since I can remember, just for being born an Omega and losing my parents.

Tears fall down my cheeks as I remember the few happy moments of my life, those in which my parents were still with me. Despite how little we had, we never lacked love. I abandoned my thoughts when I felt a small oppression in my chest and, looking around me, I realized that I had reached the limits of the pack where I lived all my life. However, it was never my home, since they never accepted me there, despite giving my best. The rejection intensified when it was known that I was destined to be the Moon Queen, increasing the abuse towards me. Even so, I stayed and endured it, because I believed that Dante would love me and take care of me for being his Luna. But reality hit me: for him, I was never worth it, no matter how hard I tried. That's why, now, let him rot. The only thing that held me to the pack was the bond with Dante, and that bond no longer exists. My desire to believe in a world where omegas, betas, deltas and alphas can live happily, together, in peace and even work together, came to an end.

In the Red Moon pack, there is only one salvageable family whose values and thoughts are not limited by rank. For them, everyone is equal, and respect is earned, not forced, not even from the top of power. That's why, if one day they need me, I will not hesitate to come to their aid and destroy the pack if necessary to protect them.

The rejection of Dante and the entire pack killed my desires for peace, unity and prosperity among all ranks of the wolf lineage. Now, I only care about my survival and happiness. One last step and I will be outside the limits of the pack. A chill runs through my body as I enter the Forest of the Damned, territory of the vampires who do not adhere to or respect their king, an implacable being with anyone who breaks his rules. I quicken my pace to get out of this territory quickly, because, although I am strong, I do not want to get involved in constant fights for my survival. It is best to avoid unnecessary conflicts.

I continue moving through the Forest of the Damned when some screams catch my attention. By sharpening my hearing, thanks to my wolf hearing, I discover that the one screaming is a woman. She orders them to stop, warning that, otherwise, her brother will unleash a war that will condemn the Forest of the Damned to destruction.

Thanks to my sharp hearing and speed, I arrived at the place where the screams came from and I found an unpleasant scene: a young female vampire surrounded by a group of vampires who watch her morbidly, while they try to touch her against her will. Despite her youth, the female vampire defends herself tenaciously, but even so, she is no match for the ten vampires who have her cornered.

Logic dictates that I should continue on my way and not get into trouble with vampires, being a wolf, since our lineages have never gotten along well; they are always at war for any reason. However, reason compels me not to allow that young woman to be outraged, because the way those vampires look at her and intend to touch her without her consent makes their obscene and repugnant intentions clear. When two of the vampires held the girl, one by each shoulder, and the others approached to tear her clothes, I decided that it is time to act. I do not care if she is a vampire and I am a wolf, because, after all, she is still a woman, and no woman deserves to have a finger put on her if she does not want it.

"Only by force can they subdue a woman, because conquest does not exist in their vocabulary. They are disgusting beings who enjoy the pain they cause, and a woman in her right mind would never be fooled by someone so insignificant that they do not deserve to be chosen as a soulmate". Everyone is surprised by my arrival and intrusion, and even more so when they see me enter the disgusting circle they formed against the young vampire to weaken her and abuse her.

"Get out of here, bitch, don't meddle where you're not wanted". I laugh when I hear the uncreative insult of the vampire, who I assume is the leader of the dirty little group of abusers.

"I'll leave if you can tell me an insult a little more creative that manages to hurt me, because 'bitch' is out of fashion, darling". My words did not cause the vampires the same grace as in me, too bad, I thought it was a good joke, but the giggle of the young woman lets me know that my joke was good, and that they are the ones who are damaged, who do not know how to recognize good humor.

"I warned you, bitch, and now, if you want to stay so badly and defend this blue-blooded vampire, then you will also serve to satisfy our sexual needs, and then you will become food". I laugh at the vampire's comment, because only in their dreams will they be able to have me.

"Hahahahaha, please, what you guys carry between your legs, even together, will not be able to satisfy me, because if you have to resort to taking a woman by force, that clearly shows that you are not man enough to satisfy a woman in a normal situation". One of the vampires launched the attack, but that was the last action he did, since Lily, my wolf, made herself partially present and, with my hand transformed into a claw, I tore out his heart, which gave its last beats in my claw-made hand. The vampire who thought he could attack me without receiving a punishment fell lifeless, and the others watched the scene with evident fear in their eyes.

"Oh, they hurt my feelings seeing me as if I were a monster, I'm just a beautiful woman who doesn't like injustices, so get out of here now and continue with your pathetic life or die like your friend". I saw them hesitate, but the doubt vanished and they thought it was a good idea to attack me as a group, without knowing that they signed their death certificate. This wolf has not had a good day and they will be perfect to vent all the shit I carry inside.