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Warnings: golden child syndrome, awful parents & sister, scenting, a/b/o, true mates, pack au, business au
“Stay in the shadows. Be good. And don’t embarrass your sister,” your mother warned you. It wasn’t enough that you were covered in a gray sack while your sister was wearing a beautiful, custom-made designer gown.
You simply nodded. There was no use in resisting or talking back. Whatever your sister wanted, she got.
“Just help your sister make a great first impression on one of the alphas of this pack. They and their allies are the most powerful people you will ever meet. If you ruin this bond for us, you’ll regret it.”
With your head bowed, you hid your anger behind a smile, making your cheeks hurt.
“I won’t,” you whispered lowly. If only you survived this whole chosen-mate farce, you could go back to fading in the background. “I won’t try to steal her spotlight.”
“How could you ever steal her spotlight?” Your mother asked. “You didn’t even brush your hair or wear the dress I prepared.”
You didn’t argue with your mother. She would’ve brushed you off, not believing you if you told her that your sister ruined the dress and threw your brush away. A ruined dress wasn’t worth getting yelled at. A nicer dress wouldn’t have changed your status or the way people treated you.
While you obediently followed your mother and sister inside the huge and impressive mansion, you didn’t dare look around. This wasn’t a place you’d ever see again. You didn’t belong here.
“Know your place,” your sister hissed through gritted teeth. She was smiling brightly at the people in the huge, luxurious ballroom. A stark contrast to her harsh words.
You gritted your teeth. Years filled with punishment and silent treatment from your family taught you how to control your emotions. If you ever gave in to your anger, you’d rip your sister’s throat out with your teeth. She makes your blood boil, and you can’t stand her.
Only for a second did you lift your head. A pair of blue eyes met yours. He was holding your gaze before a smirk crossed the handsome man’s features. He was undoubtedly a powerful alpha. The kind of man who wouldn’t look at you twice.
Averting your gaze, you tried to tame your racing heart. You shouldn’t have looked at the man. He was far out of your league.
“Behave.” Your mother’s voice warned. She saw you looking at the alpha’s way and didn’t like it. “Stop embarrassing us. He’s not for you. None of them will even look your way.”
“I know,” you replied. Daydreams and hope weren’t part of your life anymore. You gave up hope a long time ago. If you hear that you are not good enough all your life, you believe them sooner or later.
Waiting for the party to end, you hid in the shadows for most of the time. No one seemed to mind. The waitresses ignored your presence, and the guests were busy bragging about their power, wealth, and status. You didn’t blame them.
Your timidness and the old, worn-out dress you wore didn’t help. People don’t want to socialize with people who cannot find their voice or look them in the eyes.
It was near the end of the event that your sister hissed your name and insisted on your presence. She loved to humiliate you in public. Most people loved gossiping and talking about the unwanted girl living in the shadows of her beautiful and graceful sister.
“Come here, check on my dress,” she hissed, snapping her fingers. You wanted to sigh but followed her orders. Resistance would’ve led to punishment, and you didn’t want them to humiliate you even more in front of a foreign pack.
“Yes, sister,” you murmured instead. You looked her all over and forced a smile on your face to appease her. “Everything looks perfect. You look perfect.”
She giggled and twirled in her dress like a teenage girl. “I know.”
“You’re always perfect,” your mother cooed, patting your sister’s cheek. “So, unlike that useless brat. She only ever complains.”
You pressed your lips together, ignoring the sharp pain in your chest. Her words shouldn’t have hurt you any longer. But they did. Years of neglect and hurtful words did nothing to ease the pain.
“I never complain. Not anymore,” you whispered, but your mother caught up on your words. She glared your way, ready to slap you, when one of the alphas slowly walked toward you. “Behave. We’ll settle this later.”
“That’s Alpha Barnes,” your sister said, gleaming with joy. She gasped and pressed one hand to her heart. “If he chooses me, this will make Daddy so proud.”
You winced hearing them talk about your father. A weak beta letting your mother and sister walk all over you and sometimes him too.
Alpha Barnes stopped in front of your sister. He didn’t have to introduce himself or greet your mother and sister. Everyone knew why the most powerful alphas of all packs came here that day. They wanted to find a mate and forge new bonds.
He took a moment to size your sister up. An unpleasant sound left his lips as he brushed past your sister. Alpha Barnes ignored that your sister tilted her head while drowning him in her sweet scent.
“Alpha Barnes.” Your mother tried, but he ignored her presence. Before you could react, he was standing right in front of you to grab your hand.
“What’s your name? My name is Bucky." His voice was smooth like velvet when he talked to you. “Please don’t be afraid. I saw you hiding in the shadows. You didn’t get the chance to eat.”
“I—” You couldn’t think or answer. Eyes wide and fearful, you looked up at the alpha, whimpering in distress. Your mother and sister were seething next to you; their eyes were filled with rage.
“She’s no one. Only the maid,” your sister answered before you could find your voice. “Ignore her, alpha.”
“Who asked you?” He growled her way. “I asked her. You should know your place.” He repeated your mother and sister’s words from earlier.
“Y/N,” you murmured. “I’m…no one.”
“You think I’d come over and hold your hand if you were a nobody?” Bucky asked, tilting his head to watch you melt in his presence. Your scent got stronger, and he chuckled when you leaned a little closer. “You’re my mate. I scented you the moment you set foot into my territory.”
“She’s…no one!” Your sister protested, but the alpha didn’t care. He stepped impossibly closer, still holding your hand.
“If you talk about my mate like that again, I’ll have your tongue removed,” Bucky hissed over his shoulder. “I saw her and knew she was mine. It didn’t matter that you tried to dim her light with that dress.”
The alpha interlaced his fingers with yours. He guided you away from your sister and mother, murmuring gentle, encouraging words as the crowd stopped talking to watch him lead you away from your past and toward an unknown future…
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