THE BLIND MATE

"Haha, just throw that blind man out of our clan. It's an embarrassment!" shouted one of the moon clan members.

"Forgive me, chief. I will not repeat this mistake again, please!" pleaded a blind she-wolf.

"What guarantee is there for your unrepeatable behaviour when you are blind for the rest of your life, Sicilian!" snapped the Alpha.

"Let me be your slave forever, Chief."

"Hahh, someone who is blind can't satisfy. She can't even take care of herself, let alone the Alpha. Yuck!" insulted the Alpha's daughter.

Sicily looked down, she couldn't choose to be born under any circumstances. If she had a choice, the young wolf would have wanted to be born perfect. However, fate said otherwise. Although the good wolf said Sicily was a beautiful and gentle omega, but her existence was always ostracised by the others.

"Can you warm my bed, Sicily?" asked the clan leader's old Alpha.

"Father!" Snapped the Alpha's daughter.

"We'll just sell this blind man to a ruthless Lycan in the Alps, Dad. As usual as bait for our journey later!"

Susilia shook her head weakly, her lips unable to say no. Her voice caught in her throat. Her tongue suddenly became twisted and folded, very difficult to move.

"What do you want to say, Blind. Haha, now your pain has increased to a mute. She blind has become a mute!" shouted the Alpha child who was about Sicily's age.

"I'm not mute, Miss. Indeed, this is my voice!" hissed Sicily with her lips moving.

"My voice, where's my voice!" thought Sisiilia as she clutched her neck.

The moon clan heir's shrill laughter made Sicily's heart even more troubled, and the young wolf woman was bullied by all the pack members. Both young and old. Even her body had become common consumption for male wolves.

Without a single piece of cloth, the blind woman was led around by all the pack members. Ignorant hands began to touch her smooth, flawless body. However, a pair of eyes rounded at the sight of the telltale speck that two had been searching for. The old woman's lips spread thin, very thin.

"Have patience, Sicily! Fate will bring you back," the old woman thought.

Sicily continued to be shown to all the clan members without a cloth, her body exposed so beautifully. Some were pinning two growing hills, others were pinning other parts. Painful, the young wolf's heart ached and stung. Until finally he was thrown onto a pile of dry hay.

"This is your place, Blind!"

Sicily immediately sniffed out the spot the Clan heir had just given her. She nodded silently at the unfavourable treatment.

"Remember, there will be guests for me in the evening. You... Don't get out of here!"

After uttering such scathing words, the heir walked away leaving Sicily alone who had previously thrown a piece of thin cloth.

Feeling the cloth touching her skin, Sicily hurriedly grabbed it. Her pure white hands felt the texture of the cloth.