GENESIS

"Sybil, come back." My aunt called out to me, but I was running, tears streaming down my eyes. I ran so fast that I hid quickly behind one of our pack pillars. 

"Sybil, please come out, " she begged. We can talk about this." 

But I remained in my hiding place until she eventually gave up. 

I dropped down to my knees and wept 

There were so many things I was: naughty, unruly, and unladylike. I fought with boys too much, and I was always caught stealing cookies before breakfast. 

My nanny Alice smacked my bottom whenever she caught me in any of my mischiefs, and I was forced to scrub the hideous boots of the wolf guards in our pack. 

But the last thing I had expected was the disgrace of the Fire Pack. 

My father was our pack's recorded seven hundred and fifty-third Alpha, my late mother was his wife, and I was the only child. 

My mother came from a rare and extinct wolf bloodline called the Fenrir. 

We are direct descendants of the goddess Selene.

My mother was the last surviving member of her clan. 

And then she had me, but my mother died when I was six. 

I was now the only surviving Fenrir wolf on the entire earth. 

My mother's people were supposedly blessed with power beyond limits. 

They never materialized in my mother, so there were so many expectations when she had me. 

But that all came crashing down on the day of my first transformation ceremony.

All my friends had turned to their wolves for the first time. 

My boyfriend, Ryan Towers of the Sun pack, also changed to his wolf. 

I transformed alright, but not what anyone was expecting. 

My wolf was hideous. The bones were bent, and one eye was larger than the other, which was barely even visible.

My hind and back legs were all disfigured, and the worst of all, I could not even howl. 

I was a crippled wolf. 

It is a disgusting abomination to our community and my family. 

I could see the embarrassment and the shame in my pack. 

So I had run away like the coward I was, my eighteenth birthday ruined and my heart broken. 

Hurled in a corner, crying like a sore loser. 

This was not how my fate was supposed to be. 

After a short while, I wiped my tears and heard the voices of my boyfriend and mate.

Ryan. 

He had promised me that he would always love me no matter what. 

We were meant to be together. 

He had come to look for me. 

I got up to my feet and followed his voice. 

I heard his voice getting closer as I rushed with tears of relief flowing down my cheeks. 

"Oh Ryan, you have no idea how happy I am to see-

I stopped short. 

There was my boyfriend grunting over and over as he fucked my best friend on a balcony. 

I stood there, transfixed and in horror. 

She held his head in her hands, and her eyes were closed as he moved back and forth with her. 

I let out a soft and unexpected cry. 

Then he quickly turned and saw me. 

They both did. 

"Sybil." He said.

"How could you do this?" I said, my heart utterly shattered.

I started to go, but then I noticed he was not following me. 

I turned back and saw that he was still there with her. 

"Y… you're not going to explain yourself?" I said, confused. 

I was still hurt and angry, but I wanted him to explain.

"Say what, Sybil," Ryan said.

My heart froze. 

"Look, it's over between us." He said. "It's not you. It's me. I don't feel the same way anymore."

I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me whole. 

My head was spinning in confusion. 

"You said we were going to be together forever," I said, still in disbelief. 

"I can not marry you, Sybil. Look at you. You are a crippled wolf. How can you be my mate? You will taint me and my family." He said heartlessly, shaking his head. "I had been thinking for a while, which really made me realize. I can no longer be with you. We are different. I reject you, Sybil Auclair."

I could feel my soul leaving my heart with those words. 

My best friend, Diane, stood there without saying a word to me. 

"Ryan, please don't do this. You are all I have." I cried. 

"DON'T BEG ME!" He snapped. "If you had some sense of respect and shame, you would take what I have offered and leave. You are further disgracing yourself by begging me." 

And then he turned back to Diane, who smiled back at him as they resumed kissing

Dazed and confused, I turned around and walked away. 

It was too much. 

It was like I was not myself. 

I had no idea when I walked away from our pack territory in the dead of the night and into the darkness

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I woke up with a headache on the ground and looked around. 

I was too confused and exhausted, and then I saw a familiar tree that marked our pack. 

I slowly got up and began to stumble back home.

My body ached, and my head spun. 

And then I began to feel dizzy until I heard voices and horses.

And then, just as I fell to the ground, someone caught me. 

"Is that her? Is that her?" I heard my father's deep voice from afar. 

"Sybil. Sybil." It was my aunt calling out to me. 

I managed to open my eyes better, and then I saw my aunt and father.

They both threw their arms around me and hugged me.

I was oblivious to the crowd of our wolf guards around.

"How are you? Are you alright? Where have you been? We were so worried about you?" My aunt said, tears in her eyes. 

My father was crying himself. 

And then I remembered how much I had disgraced them by being a cripple.

"I am so sorry," I said. "I didn't mean to go away. And I know that I disgraced you yesterday in front of everyone and-

They stiffened, looked at each other, and then looked back at me in confusion. 

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" I managed. 

My Aunt held my arms and said. "Sybil, what is today?"

"I don't remember," I said. "But I know yesterday was the day of my transformation ceremony. I think I slept off in the woods last night."

My aunt looked shocked. 

"What is it? What is going on?" I begged. "Please tell me."

"Sybil, " my aunt started. Yesterday was not the night of the transformation ceremony. Your transformation Ceremony was three years ago."

I instantly went white. 

"No, that's not possible. It was yesterday. I didn't mean to run away and-

My Dad shook his head, and I became cold.

I looked back at my aunt. 

"You've been missing for three years, Sybil, " my aunt said. 

And then everything went black for me.