Chapter 1

Chapter 1: The Wolfless Deviant of Blue Ridge Pack

Lyla

You’d think not having a wolf is the worst thing that can happen to anyone, a cruel game played by the moon goddess that marks you as different, weak and unwanted … because it is a constant reminder that you’re incomplete.

But, have you tried enduring an endless, intense monthly heat cycle – a nightmare that begins when my body betrays me every month, turning me into a walking beacon of arousal – Try putting yourself in my shoes every month when my body would scream for a mate that doesn’t exist, with a scent so thick and sweet that it makes everyone around me turn their heads in disgust – except the humans who think I look really beautiful at that time.

My monthly heat cycle wasn’t just unbearable, it was a curse that earned me a well-deserved title of a ‘Wolfless deviant’.

Do you know what is worse? My parents… the very people who should care, protect and guide me – have cut ties with me and they look at me like I was a stain on their perfect family portrait – a punishment, a defect they can’t erase.

A deviant they wish they could forget.

So, if you think you’re going through the worst of luck … try living with this fire burning brightly inside you: alone, unloved, unwanted and a walking embarrassment.

Then maybe, just maybe, I might listen to your complaints.

But until then… My name is Lyla Woodland – the first-born daughter of Alpha Logan Woodland and Luna Vanessa Woodland of Blue Ridge Pack and this is my reality.

Every.

Single.

Month.

***

I jolt awake, my body is drenched in sweat, with the sheets on my bed tangled around my legs like vines.

A familiar fire coursed through my veins, pooling sweetly at the lower part of my abdomen.

I felt my woman core clench and release, sending courses of oxytocin all over my body and I knew instantly what was happening…

My heat, again!

I lay there, gasping for breath as frustration and helplessness – emotions I was familiar with tease at the edge of my already frayed sanity.

“Not again,” I muttered, staring up at the ceiling.

At only 19, I’ve suffered 3 years of being abandoned by my family and I should be used to it but on days like this, I miss them.

Another wave of desire surged through me, making me moan – unable to stop myself.

“No, no, no,” I muttered, stumbling out of bed.

“Not now, please, not now.

But my body didn’t listen, it never does.

I stumbled into the bathroom and caught a reflection of myself in the mirror, barely recognizing the girl staring back at me.

Wild, dishevelled hair, framed a face with flushed cheeks – a stark contrast to the composed, controlled, daughter of an Alpha was supposed to be.

But this is what I always become during my heat – a creature of want and desire.

“I’m not really a werewolf, am I?” I whispered to my reflection, failing at an attempt to make a joke out of my situation.

“Not without my wolf.

My nanny’s voice, sharp and patient cut

late for

Again.

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walk to school was torture… every time a man or a woman passed me, I would feel a strong urge to run after the person and demand they touch me

the time I arrived at

juices were flowing down my thighs, sipping into my

feel eyes on me as I

I know they were confused by their sudden attraction to

few werewolves I passed, wrinkled their

what was happening

locker felt like a trek to

the scent of my heat thick and

my locker and tried to remember the classes I

suddenly, someone slammed the door of my locker, almost missing me by

I looked up, it was Marissa – my tormentor

was a gamma’s daughter but from

she slammed it back, forcing me to stare at

to stay home when

do you?” Marissa

hoping someone will put you out of your misery?” she added with a

parading around like this, would make some poor idiot take pity on you,

want trouble, Marissa,” I said quietly, my gaze fixed on the

to get through today’s test and

Lyla?” she came closer to me, her eyes flashing with anger “Have you forgotten who calls the shots

locker, closed the door and started walking away quickening my pace, but the

and had successfully opened the door when without warning, a cold

hung a bucket of ice on the

water and

the hallway erupted into laughter

standing in a corner

Marisa shrugged, feigning

cooling off… a lot is going

there, dripping wet and

heat inside me, clashed violently with the chill of the water, my clothes sticking to my

vision blurred with tears I

wanted to scream, to lash out but all I could do was stand there, frozen

me again, her nose wrinkling with disgust “I thought all that ice would drown out your stupid scent… but I was wrong, Perhaps, what you need is the

do to you?” my teeth chattered as I

she responded with a smirk “You

”.

out for a cup of sizzling,

step back…I wasn’t like other wolves, I didn’t heal fast, if I allowed her to pour the hot coffee on

just as she raised her hands to empty the liquid on me, a hand

died down and the air in the hallway seemed

my heart pounded as my father, Alpha Logan

Marissa and threw it inside the recycling

faltering

do you think you

intervene much less someone like

“What’s it to you?”

“I’m her father and I won’t tolerate anyone treating my

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