Luna pursed her lips and continued walking, she never understood why Anna or the other omegas treated her like trash, especially when she laughed or smiled.
They were all omegas — the only difference between them and Luna was that she had not yet woken her wolf. But aside from that, they were the same, they had the same duties, the same position. Yet for some odd reason, they felt like she was beneath them.
Only Alpha Magnus treated her kindly in the Pack House. Whenever he was around, the other omegas acted nicely to her, but when he wasn't around they treated her like trash — to the point of beating her.
Alpha Magnus had been her childhood friend and her only best friend for some reason, the twenty-six years old alpha was attached to her, always staying close to her to the point they had established a friendship.
Like most Werewolves, Alpha Magnus had not sense his mate, leaving him unmated — and the most eligible bachelor in the pack. After all, he was the alpha. Many she-wolves hoped and wished to get the alpha's attention, but only Luna had it. He would always come to her, sit close, and sometimes sniffing from her like she was some snack.
Luna felt wierd, but what could she do? He was the alpha and the only one who had ever given her attention. He would always whisper to her that she didn't have to worry about being a late bloomer, assuring her that one day her wolf would wake up — she'd only be weak now but she'd become strong one day.
There was a time when he came into the attic where she hid. She was surprised to see him there because no one knew about the spot — not even her sister — but he had found her easily, which caught her by surprise. That day he found her bruised in the corner of the attic, and went to her, licking the cut on her hands using the analeptic property of his saliva to heal it. When he asked her how she got the wound, she lied — it had been Anna who had beat her up. He coaxed her that day, and even promised to make her his chosen mate even if she never fully awakened her wolf. Luna had never told anyone this; she hoped he meant every word he said that night, because the next day he acted like he didn't know her.
Magnus was the youngest Alpha in the history of Werewolves existence, he took over the Shadow Howlers pack at the age of seventeen, after his father abdicated the throne to him — willingly giving it up to spend time with his mother, traveling the world. He only came back to assist him when necessary.
Magnus never had a hard time in his ruling since his father already set in place everything he needed — the system, the people who would assist him. Even so, Alpha Magnus was still a very trustworthy and powerful alpha — the best warrior in the generation of Shadow Howlers pack and also great in academics.
Alpha Magnus's relationship status: not mated, not married, not taken, and Luna hoped it would stay that way, she found herself drawn to him and could not explain why. Magnus is like Adonis, with a full head of blonde hair and smoldering blue eyes to match his exceptionally appealing appearance.
She-wolves were going crazy about him and even male wolves were not left out as they think Magnus is hot.
Luna could not help dwelling on the memory when she finally reached the door to the attic room, she looked left and right before entering.