The Rejected Rogue The True Luna

There were a ton of things on Hazel's hate list, but the ones topping her charts were witches.

She did not have any personal vendetta towards them. It was just that, as a werewolf, one was thought to hate them, and that was without prejudice as witches were always bad news.

Witches were the ones who brought on a bad name for paranormal beings. They had a knack for causing and propagating mayhem.

This was why when Hazel, on her way to school, she saw her twin sister Maeve sneaking out of the forest where the witches stayed, was almost hysterical with fear.

"Maeve! Maeve!!" Hazel called out to her twin sister.

Maeve had heard her the first time but did not acknowledge the calls as she cared less about her sister.

"Maeve!" Hazel kept on calling.

"The bitch!" Maeve cussed under her breath in anger then stopped and slowly turned to look at Hazel with a death's glare.

Hazel jogged over to where Maeve was standing at the edge of the forest.

"What the hell were you doing inside there?" Hazel asked in fear.

"Haven't mum and dad warned us never to go in there? Don't you know those witches are bad news?!" Hazel cried out.

Maeve glared at her twin sister through eyes that were half closed to slits as she tried to control her anger and disgust at being found out by her sister and being in her presence all at once.

The blonde-haired beauty tried to control her temper as she breathed heavily through her nose which was flaring as her wolf growled in anger at her Raven-haired twin.

Someone watching from afar would think that it was a classic standoff between an angel and a demon as they would see a blonde-haired girl confronting a black-haired girl.

Twins were always said to be the better half of the other but in the case of Hazel and Maeve, that was not it at all.

Though they were identical twins, they had three distinctive features.

The first being that Hazel, had jet-black hair while her twin, had platinum blonde hair that was bordering on being white.

Secondly, Hazel's eyes were a beautiful shade of green which was made more prominent by the contrast with her black hair while Maeve's eyes were brown.

Thirdly, Hazel was an angel. Maeve was bordering on being a literal demon.

Since they were kids, Maeve had always been jealous of her twin. She wondered why she got all the attention and accolades while she was always being chastised and punished.

That jealousy had grown till it had made Maeve despise her twin.

It was, however, Maeve's fault as she was always in one trouble or the other.

Her mum had once told her that her heart was as black as her hair was white.

That was when Maeve had been caught trying to suffocate Hazel to death at night with a pillow at the age of seven.

On the other hand, Hazel's heart was as white as her hair was black.

She had never for once intentionally landed herself in trouble. Whenever she was in trouble, it was because she had been trying to help her sister out of a mess.

Despite all Maeve had done to her, she loved her with everything in her even when Maeve made it difficult for her to love her she still did.

"When did you start rolling with witches? I thought you despised them!" Hazel asked her sister yet again.