Chapter 1 Betrayal
Moana

It was a hot summer evening, and I had just spent the entire day job hunting.

Finding work as a human in a world dominated by werewolves, especially in the midst of the hustle and bustle of the city, wasn’t easy. Even though I had a degree in Early Childhood Education, no schools wanted to hire me because I was a human. Werewolf parents were outraged at the thought of a “worthless human” teaching their children, as if my skills, drive, and education meant nothing.

So, I was now limited to service jobs, which were also unfortunately hard to come by because the job market was oversaturated with other humans who were also desperate to pay their bills.

If I didn’t find a job soon, though, I would lose my apartment. My landlord had already given me a thirty-day notice. If I didn’t pay my rent — and the three months of rent that I already owed — by the end of the thirty days, he was going to evict me.

At least I still had my boyfriend, Sam. He wasn’t extraordinarily well-off either despite being a werewolf, but at least he had a job and could pay his rent. We had been together for three years now and had known each other for five, so maybe it was time to talk about moving in together soon.

As I was walking down the packed city street, a thin layer of sweat caked to my forehead from spending the day running from business to business as I tried to find someone who would hire me, I started to realize how hungry I was. I couldn’t afford to eat out, but the delicious smells coming from the restaurants I passed began to make my mouth water.

One particular restaurant across the street caught my eye, but not because of the smell of food.

I stopped in my tracks, my eyes widening.

Inside the restaurant, right in the window, was Sam. He wasn’t alone; he was with another woman, and they were…

Kissing.

kidding me,” I said out loud, causing a few passersby to turn their heads and give

he had a lot of work… Was this what he was really doing? Cheating

gorgeous — basically a supermodel — and that didn’t make me feel any better about the

and high heels. I do get compliments on my face, body and long red

he do this to

window. Neither of them even saw me standing there, they were so absorbed

banged

widening when they saw me. I stormed over to the entrance and ran inside, ignoring the strange looks from the

up into fists at my sides. “We’ve been

Sam stood and grabbed me by the arm, dragging me out of

making a fool of both of us, Moana,” he growled

replied, my voice still raised. “You’re making

me further away from the door. His werewolf eyes burned a

up against the side of the building. “You’re just

stung, and my

croaked as a s*b caught in my

he snarled. “She’s a Beta. Her family is incredibly wealthy and powerful, and thanks to her, I’ll be starting a new job at WereCorp next

the world. Not only did they control all of the banks, but they also developed the newest and most widely-used cryptocurrency of the 21st Century: WCoin. I never used it — humans weren’t allowed to — but it made a lot of werewolves extremely rich when

“What have you done for me aside from mooching off of me because you can’t even get a

could come to mind aside from getting the hell away from him. I shoved Sam away finally, pushing myself away from the wall. “f**k you,” I growled, my rage taking over as I raised my hand and slapped him hard across the face. Passersby were looking at us now, but

my heel and stormed

the tears from my eyes, I thought about what Sam was like when we first met; he had been nothing more than a bullied Omega in high school with no confidence, no prospects, and no friends. I had helped him gain confidence with my love and support, and this was how he repaid me? By leaving me for some blonde, all for

years, and best friend for five years, had left me so easily

h*nking and looked up to see a luxury car driving straight for me. Cursing to myself, I stumbled backwards and fell

after nearly hitting me, but what

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