The Rejected Luna Queen novel Happy Birthday Aurora!

Aurora’s POV

It was morning and the sunlight shone into the tiny space which I called my room, the birds were chirping melodiously outside my window.

My name is Aurora Scott and today is my birthday, since I just turned eighteen!

‘Happy birthday to you Aurora!‘ Rose, my inner wolf gleefully wished me, and replying delightfully I said albeit slowly, ‘Same here, Rose!’

I had just woken up and sailing out of the bed, I scrambled to the table where I had kept the little vanilla cake which I had baked last night.

I had no one to celebrate with me except Rose, my wolf. My mother who was supposed to be by my side right now despised me with passion, and I knew she wouldn’t even spare a second to be with me, so I wasn’t perturbed.

It wasn’t unusual, it was just like her. She was never available whenever I needed her, and all through my childhood till now I had become duly accustomed to that.

I was an unfortunate Omega, just like she usually reminded me, and worse still I was mistreated by everyone in my pack.

Shaking my head to dispel the hurting thoughts in my head, I began to dig in my cake, without any care.

My teeth were not even brushed, neither had I even taken my bath but that didn’t matter, as I enjoyed the sweet flavor of the cake.

I was just about taking another bite, when suddenly I remembered something, and pausing I dropped the cake to the table close to me.

Swiveling around, I rushed to my bed and the speed at which I had ran had Rose my wolf querying worriedly, ‘What is the matter Aurora? What are you doing?‘

Ignoring her, I quickly knelt beside my bed and I glanced underneath it.

“Oh Rose…I just want to check my piggy bank!”

“What if someone sees you? You are meant to do this at night.” Rose barked, and even though I didn’t like the chide, I knew she was only worried about my welfare and my heart clenched painfully.

Masking my feelings with a chuckle, I said sheepishly dragging the box out from under the bed, “Trust me, no one will!“

Rose said nothing, even when I knew she had much to say but honestly it was better that way.

"Woah!" I gasped after opening the box, and as I began to hit the wooden object on the floor, stacks and stacks of small squeezed note fell out, and I stared in awe.

This was my sweat! Everything I’d been saving all my life, and tears sprang up at the back of my eyes eyes.

The money was much, but then I had no idea how much it was in total, and if it was going to be enough for the plans I had in mind.

Plans to leave this evil place, this pack, and go somewhere I would find solace.

‘You are so happy Aurora but will this money be enough for all the plans you had in mind?’ Rose lowly muttered, reading my thoughts out aloud and I just rolled my eyes.

“Well I…” I began to say but froze instantly, as I sensed someone at the door and quickly I closed my piggy bank and fixed it back under my bed.

I hurriedly stood going to the door, to check who had been there but I found no one, perhaps I was just exaggerating!

"I’m leaving Rose. Anywhere is better than staying here.” I was now saying to Rose while sitting on my bed.

"But...”

"...I'm always bullied every goddamn time, Rose!“ I retorted, cutting her short, and silence followed.

‘Today is the alphas duel in Blue Moon pack!‘ Rose announced, diverting the conversation and I welcomed it gladly.

“Yeah, you are right. But I doubt if my mother would let me go, you know I had secretly volunteered to work with the maids to earn some more money.” I sighed miserably, perching my butt on my old bed.

"AURORA!" I heard my mother's riotous call downstairs, and inwardly I flinched.

Just what had happened now? I wondered.

"Mother!" I answered, my voice distinct enough for her to hear me downstairs, and hurrying to the door, I began to leave when I hesitated, stopping on my track the moment I caught sight of my reflection in the mirror in my room.

My heart fell instantly and a bobble of nervousness knotted in my stomach, I became depressed and I was extremely unhappy.

I was so freaking ugly, damn! I had a terrible face and that I knew very well.

My long ginger hair was ruffled and dirty, and no matter how I tried to wash my hair it was never clean. My round blue eyes had visible eye-bags in them, and my lips were red and shapeless.

That was why everyone called me a duck!

‘You don't need to wallow yourself in grief, Aurora.‘ Rose told me, sounding so incentive that I felt a great warmness flush through me at that moment.

Her words give me the confidence to stand against anyone who attempted to intimidate me, and her voice made me not care about what people commented about my face — and because of her I always tried to keep my head high.

"Aurora!" Mother’s roaring voice penetrated the room again, and I whisked out of my nest.

Racing down the stairs, I found my way to the pack kitchen but I shrinked when I saw my mother standing at the door with a murderous look on her countenance.

"M-mother!" I frightfully called, terrified that she'd wickedly yank my hair again.