Chapter 2 Remember You Are Mine!

• Hannah's POV
• The morning sun filtered through the thin curtains, harshly pulling me from a sleep that was anything but restful. My eyes fluttered open, and the memories of the night before rushed back, a dark, suffocating wave that pressed heavily on my chest. I was still tangled in the sheets, the physical reminder of what had happened with Alpha Adam wrapped around me like chains. The weight of it all made it hard to breathe.
• "Why is this happening to me?" I whispered into the empty room, my voice laced with despair. "Why do I have to be mated to the Alpha? I'm just an Omega, and I can't do anything about it." The words tasted bitter on my tongue, filled with the self-loathing that had become all too familiar.
• Sitting up, I pulled my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around them as if that could somehow shield me from the reality of my life. Resting my head on my knees, I let out a sigh, the sound tinged with a profound sadness that seemed to seep into every part of me.
• Living in the Crescent Howler Pack had always been a constant struggle for me. As a weak Omega, I was at the bottom of the hierarchy, treated as nothing more than a burden. The pack never accepted me; they saw me as insignificant, someone to be ignored or mocked. Even when I was younger, before I fully understood what it meant to be an Omega, the others made sure I knew I didn’t belong.
• And then there was Adam. Back then, he was just another pack member, but he had always been different—stronger, more dominant, even as a child. He used to pick on me relentlessly, making sure I knew my place in the pack. I was the weakling, the nobody, and Adam made sure I never forgot that. He didn’t even recognize me when I returned to the pack after being sent away for a time. To him, I was just another Omega to be dismissed.
• Josh, on the other hand, was one of the few who didn’t treat me like dirt. He was a warrior in the pack, strong and respected, but he never looked down on me like the others. Josh saw something in me that no one else did. Maybe it was because he knew what it was like to be underestimated—after all, being a warrior in this pack wasn’t easy. But whatever the reason, he treated me with kindness, helping me train, encouraging me to become stronger.
• Despite his kindness, I always kept my guard up. I couldn’t afford to let anyone get too close. But Josh was persistent, and over time, I started to see him as more than just a warrior—he became my friend, my confidant. But now, that bond was in jeopardy. Adam, the same boy who used to torment me, had become the Alpha, and our lives were now entangled in ways I never imagined.
• When I found out that Adam was my mate, it felt like a cruel joke. How could the Moon Goddess pair me with the one person who had made my life a living hell? But the bond was there, undeniable and powerful, pulling me towards him despite everything. I hated myself for the way my body responded to him, even as he treated me like I was nothing more than a toy for his amusement.
• Adam still didn’t recognize me as the girl he used to bully. To him, I was just a weak Omega, unworthy of his attention, except when he needed something. But now, he had forbidden me from seeing Josh, claiming that I was his and that he didn’t like to share his toys. The thought of losing Josh, the only person who had ever shown me genuine care, was too much to bear.
• I couldn’t tell Josh the truth about why I had to distance myself from him. How could I explain that the Alpha, who had tormented me for so long, was now my mate? How could I admit that despite everything, I was bound to him, unable to break free? It felt like I was trapped in a nightmare with no way out, and the only solace I had was the fleeting moments of kindness from Josh.
• But now, even that was being taken away from me, leaving me more alone than ever. As I sat there, lost in the memories and the overwhelming sense of despair, I couldn’t help but wonder if there would ever be a way out of this darkness, or if I was doomed to live in this twisted reality forever.
• "Every time I'm in his presence, I can't help but submit," I whispered, tears welling up in my eyes. "Oh, Goddess, help me." My voice broke as the tears finally spilled over, hot and unwelcome, running down my cheeks. "If only I had my wolf," I murmured through the sobs that wracked my body, my voice thick with longing and bitterness. "I could reject him, resist the mate bond. Then I could stop him from taking me and doing whatever he wants."
• But I didn't have my wolf. Starlet had remained hidden, leaving me utterly defenseless in a life that felt like a prison. The bond with Adam, one I had never asked for, only tightened the chains around me. The realization was like a lead weight in my chest, dragging me further into despair.
• Yes, I do have a wolf—her name is Starlet. I remember her, faintly, from when I was younger. I was found in an abandoned field, alone, with no memory of where I came from. I didn’t know who my parents were or if I even had a family. The pack named me Hannah, but honestly, I’m not even sure if that’s my real name. It feels like a piece of me is missing, a puzzle I can’t quite put together.
• When I was younger, I always had this strange sense that I shifted early, that I could hear Starlet, feel her inside me. But then, something happened. One day, I just… couldn’t access her anymore. It was like she vanished, locked away, out of my reach. I tried, Goddess knows I tried, but no matter what, Starlet stayed silent. Eventually, I convinced myself that maybe I was wrong, maybe I’d never had a wolf to begin with.
• When the pack told me I was an Omega, I believed it. What other explanation was there? No wolf, no strength, nothing that made me special. So, I accepted it. That’s who I’ve been ever since—Hannah, the weak, wolfless Omega. It’s funny how easily you can start believing the lies people tell you, how you can mold yourself into what they think you are, even when deep down, you know it isn’t true.
• But now, with everything that’s happened, I can’t help but wonder if Starlet is still there, hidden somewhere deep inside, waiting for the right moment to resurface. If only I could reach her, everything might change. I could fight back, resist the bond, find out who I really am. Maybe then I wouldn’t feel so lost, so powerless. Maybe then, I could finally be free.
• As the light of the morning continued to creep into the room, I sat there, feeling lost, broken, and completely unsure of how to escape the darkness that surrounded me.
• Finally, I forced myself to move, the soreness in my body a constant reminder of the night I wanted so desperately to forget. I winced as I climbed out of Alpha Adam’s bed, every step a painful reminder of his touch, of the way he had claimed me. All I could think about was getting back to my room, taking a shower, and scrubbing away the remnants of his scent on my skin before anyone noticed where I had been.
• No one knew we were mates. To everyone else, it just looked like I was one of his conquests, another Omega he kept around for his own satisfaction. His cruel words echoed in my mind, making my stomach churn. “I will not reject you, Hannah Rose, but I will also not take you as my Luna. You're not fit to be Luna. I can’t have a weak, wolfless Omega as my mate and Luna. I would be the laughingstock of the wolf society.”
• He had laughed after saying that, a sound so cold and empty that it made my skin crawl. Then, his expression had turned deadly serious. “I will, however, keep you as my toy, so I can scratch my itch whenever I need you. No one can know about this or us being mates,” he had commanded, using his Alpha power to bind me to his will, forcing me into silence about the twisted relationship he had trapped me in.
• I pushed the memory aside, focusing on the present as I slowly turned the doorknob, peeking out to make sure the hallway was clear. When I was sure no one would see me, I slipped out of the room and made my way toward the Omega lodging, my heart racing with every step.
• When I finally reached the safety of my room, I quickly closed the door behind me and leaned against it, releasing a shaky breath. Relief washed over me, followed closely by despair. I was trapped, bound to a man who saw me as nothing more than an object to satisfy his needs. Tears welled up again, but I swallowed them down. I couldn’t afford to break down—not now.
• I gathered the few things I needed for my shower, my hands trembling as I picked up the threadbare towel and the worn clothes I had mended countless times. The fabric was thin and ragged, a constant reminder of my status as an Omega. I headed to the small bathroom, turning the water up as high as it would go. I stared blankly at the rising steam, waiting for it to reach a boiling temperature, the only thing that could soothe the soreness in my body.
• Once the water was ready, I stepped into the shower, wincing as the scalding water hit my skin. But the heat was a welcome distraction from the turmoil in my mind, from the voice that echoed endlessly in my head. "Stay away from Josh. You are mine, and I don’t like to share my toys," Adam had commanded, his voice sharp and possessive.
• A lump formed in my throat as I thought about Josh. He was the only friend I had, a warrior who had been helping me train. He had been patient, kind, and strong—everything I needed to survive in this pack. But now, what was I supposed to tell him? How could I explain that I couldn’t be around him anymore without revealing the horrible truth?
• I wondered if Adam had seen us training together, those moments when our sessions became more intense, when it felt like I could almost forget about the mate bond that tied me to the Alpha. The thought made me sigh deeply, worry gnawing at my insides. What am I going to do?
• My body ached for Alpha Adam despite everything, despite the way he treated me. I hated myself for it, for the way my body responded to the memory of him, to the way he had touched me and thrust into me with such force. The unwanted desire made me feel even more helpless, and as the images of him filled my mind, I felt myself becoming aroused again, the shame and confusion only deepening my despair.
• Unable to hold it in any longer, I broke down, my body shaking with sobs as the boiling water streamed over me. The heat was almost unbearable, nipping at my skin like liquid fire, but I welcomed the pain. It was easier to focus on that than on the emotional agony tearing me apart inside.
• I stood there for what felt like an eternity, the scalding water mixing with my tears, until there was nothing left but the empty ache in my heart and the cooling water pooling at my feet.