The Lone Wolf Is Mine

Timbre~

“Watch where you’re going, woman!” The angry voice of a taxi driver slammed against my ears, jolting out of my thoughts and throwing me into reality.

I was lost thinking about how to survive another day without food or shelter that I didn’t realize I was making my way across the road.

“Sorry!” I yelled back, immediately running off the road. Getting to the other side of the street, I caught people staring at me and even covering their noses with their hands.

It wasn’t a surprise, given that I was wearing a tattered black dress, my face and other exposed parts of my skin were covered with dirt. I couldn’t even remember the last time I washed myself.

I had always roamed the streets of Hamburg, Germany this way for more than ten years.

I lost my parents and elder brother at age seven, in a fatal accident on our way to a family picnic. I survived this accident and I hate that I did.

I went to our pack and extended families after the incident, but they all chased me away, telling me I carried bad luck with me, everywhere I went. From being the daughter of an Alpha, I became a lone wolf.

I had to fend for myself, so I mingled with other homeless kids and they taught me how to survive. I am twenty now, and I’m still on the street, starving.

As I walked down the street, my stomach grumbled, reminding me that I was yet to feed her. I dipped my hand into my pocket and drew out the last fifty cents with me.

I wasn’t sure what this small amount of money was going to do to me, but I hoped that if I approached a food seller with this amount, he or she would show remorse.

People kept keeping their distance from me as I walked into the market, but I wasn’t bothered. I was busy reminiscing with my wolf on who to approach to beg for food.

Soon, my wolf made me see a woman at my right hand side, she was selling street-made food. I had this great urge to approach her and ask for help, and I did.

At the age of eighteen, I had my first transformation and ever since then, my wolf surfaced and had always helped me survive too.

I waited for the customers that stood in front of her to leave before moving closer to her so that I wouldn’t scare them away.

When they were all gone, I took slow steps towards her, and then she looked at me. Before she could talk, I spoke up.

“Please don’t chase me away. I’m just here to ask for your help.” I mumbled, and she let out a faint smile.

“You want some food, don’t you?” She asked as politely as ever, and I nodded.

“Yes, I do. I have fifty cents and…”

“Don’t worry about the money. I’ll give you some food.” She answered as she began to prepare a plate of crispy chicken for me. She put some rice and some salad at the side and gave me the plate.

“Sit on that bench and enjoy your meal.” She added, pointing at a bench not so far from her kiosk.

“Thank you so much, Ma’am. Thank you.” Tears welled up my eyes as I stared at the food. The aroma made my stomach grumble harder and I couldn’t wait to dig in.

I rushed to the bench, sat and began to eat.

As I ate, two women approached this food seller to buy food. First, I didn’t pay attention to whatever they were saying, but immediately I heard them mention the word party, they caught my attention.

“It’s all over the internet. The ball party is to welcome the new alpha, Alpha Xavier, the son of late Alpha Fenrir Ravenshield.” One of the women said to the other.

“Really?? Alpha Xavier, I heard he is also very rich, even richer than his father.” Her friend answered.

“That is stale news, Dorothea. He isn’t only rich, he’s fearsome as well. Let me show you.”

She pulled out her phone and gave it to her friend, Dorothea. “It’s happening at the Grand Elysee Hotel! Wow! Is it strictly by invitation?” Dorothea further asked.