I wipe my feet off on the mat knowing that if I don't my step mom will say something. I get in trouble for the dumbest stuff sometimes. Even if I didn't do anything my father believes everything his "beloved" says. One time I walked in on her having sex on the kitchen table with a pack member but when I told my dad my step mom said that I was lying. I had to scrub the dining hall in the pack house with a toothbrush. Let me just say that it was not something I want to do again. I don't want to talk to my step mom so when I hear her coming I run around the corner faster than most people would think to be possible. I walk up the 2 flights of stairs and take a right. I fling open the door and jump onto my beanbag. I just sit there for a while listening but I get bored so Instead I play on my phone for a while. After waiting for about 30 minutes someone opens my door without knocking. My step mom just stands there staring at me with disgust in her eyes while I'm sprawled across my beanbag. She finally says come down stairs at 7 and wear something nice for once with a smirk on her face. Oh how much I want to punch that face. I jump up and I can feel the alpha blood in me boiling. I shove her out of the door way and comment how about you close your legs for once. I snicker. Before she can say a word the door slams shut. I think about what could be happening at 7 thats so important. Its 5 now so I should have enough time to get ready. It's been an hour already and I can't decide what to wear. I finally settle on a white shimmery dress that hugs my curves and shows of my long legs. 30 minutes later and I'm looking in the mirror. I decided to keep my hair down and to wear natural make up. The clock rings announcing that it's 7. I slowly walk down the steps as I'm not very good at walking in heels. I open the fridge and see a note on it. The note says "I'll be back after the party im dealing with alpha stuff." I huff because I know that I'll probably have to see my step mom otherwise known to me as the witch ( a nickname me and Thyme gave her when we heard her fake laugh) grinding on some random men from other packs. While looking outside I'm distracted until I feel my foot being stepped on by none other than the witch herself. It hurts because she's wearing high heels so long and thin they look like daggers. I turn and slap her across the face leaving a red mark. Oops I say with a smug look on my face. What the hell is your problem?! You need to learn how to respect your luna. I scoff at her and reply what luna? I don't see a luna anywhere. I only see a hoe standing in front of me. She looks taken aback until her eyes narrow and she growls at me. As if I would ever submit to her. In my ears she's just a little pup. I growl right back at her with my head up high and my face leaning towards her. She whines and submits. That's what I thought I think to myself. Suddenly a car pulls up and I recognize Tyler my father's beta driving. He gives the witch a look and mind links me saying that she looks like a raccoon with how much make up she's wearing. I can't hold back the giggle. Everyone in the pack knows that she's a slut.