Mara sat alone in her cramped bedroom, her body still aching

from the recent outburst of violence inflicted upon her by her step werewolf

family, the Wilsons. The deep wounds on her soul cut far deeper than any

physical pain. She had spent years enduring their torment, her spirit worn thin

by their relentless cruelty.

It had been a stormy night, years ago, when Mara's life took

a tragic turn. She was just a helpless baby, left abandoned on the doorstep of

the Wilson family, members of the Blue Moon pack. The thunder roared and

lightning crackled in the dark sky, mirroring the turmoil that would soon

consume Mara's existence.

From that moment, her destiny was

irrevocably intertwined with theirs, though she was forever treated as an

outcast.

[Flashback]

The door swung open with a creek, revealing Elizabeth Wilson,

a woman whose hardened expression belied the flicker of sympathy in her eyes.

She stared down at the bundle on the doorstep, her gaze filled with a mix of

curiosity and trepidation. Beside her stood Luis, her husband, a man known for

his compassionate nature.

"What is it, Elizabeth?" Luis asked, peering over

her shoulder. "What do we have here?"

Elizabeth's voice was laced with bitterness as she replied,

"It's another burden, Luis. Another mouth to feed. Who would abandon a

child like this?"

Luis knelt down, his heart aching at the sight of the

innocent baby wrapped in a tattered blanket. "We can't turn our backs on

her, Elizabeth. Regardless of how she came to be here, this child deserves love

and care."

Elizabeth scoffed, her anger flaring. "Love and care? We

barely have enough for our own children, Luis! What good will this bring?

She'll only be a reminder of our struggles."

Luis's eyes softened with compassion. "She is just a

baby, Elizabeth. She didn't choose this life. We have a duty to protect her, to

give her a chance at a better future."

Elizabeth sighed, her resolve waning. "Fine, we'll take

her in. But don't expect me to treat her like one of our own. She'll always be

a burden!"

Since then, Elizabeth and her daughters, Jasmine and Elvie,

treat Mara as their servant.

Elizabeth's voice dripped with icy indifference as she

addressed the newborn in her arms. "Your worthless birth parents left you

here, Mara. They didn't want you. And frankly, I don't blame them."

Mara, unaware of the implications of Elizabeth's words,

reached out her tiny hand, craving love and acceptance. "M-Mama," she

gurgled softly.

Elizabeth's face twisted into a sneer as she recoiled,

refusing to acknowledge the bond Mara sought. "I am not your mother, and I

never will be. You are a stain on this family!"

Elvie and Jasmine, eager to please their mother and emulate

her cruelty, chimed in. "She's right, Mara. You're nothing but a burden.

Just a filthy little omega!"

Tears welled up in Mara's innocent eyes, but she had no words

to defend herself. The feeling of rejection and humiliation etched itself into

her very being, leaving an indelible mark on her fragile spirit.

[End of Flashback]

In the present, Mara clutched her stuffed rabbit tightly,

tears streaming down her face as she relived the bitterness of those memories.

The hostility she faced from her step-family, led by Elizabeth's resentment and

reinforced by the disdain of her step-siblings Elvie and Jasmine, had made her

life a living hell. She had become their scapegoat, a constant reminder of the

strain they believed she brought upon them.

Mara's heart ached. The

mistreatment she endured from her step-family had only worsened over the years.

And when Luis was absent from the house, Elvie and Jasmine seized the

opportunity to subject Mara to further humiliation, treating her as their

personal maid and inflicting their wrath upon her.

Mara's eyes stung with tears as she

longed for a family that would embrace her, a place where she could feel loved

and valued. But hope flickered within her wounded heart, a spark of resilience

that refused to be extinguished.

"Mom," Mara whispered

softly, though the word was laced with sorrow and longing. Deep down, she still

yearned for the affection she never received, even from someone as cold as

Elizabeth. She clung to the idea that maybe, just maybe, one day her stepmother

would soften her heart and see her as more than a burden.

The sound of a door creaking open broke the silence, and

Mara's heart sank as Elizabeth entered the room. Her eyes held a mix of anger

and cold detachment.

"Mara, you worthless little creature," Elizabeth

spat, her voice dripping with disdain. "What have you done to anger your

siblings this time? You're always causing trouble."

Mara trembled under the weight of Elizabeth's harsh words.

"I-I didn't do anything, they just don't like me. I don't understand

why."

Elizabeth scoffed, crossing her arms with an air of

superiority. "You think you deserve their affection? You think you're

worth anything? You're nothing but a burden, a stain on our family."

Tears welled up in Mara's eyes, but she fought to hold them

back, refusing to show weakness. "I never asked to be a burden, mom. I

didn't choose this life."

Elizabeth's face twisted into a sneer. "Oh, how

convenient, playing the victim. You think your sob story will make me pity you?

Well, it won't. You're lucky we even took you in, you ungrateful brat."

Mara's voice quivered with a mixture of sadness and defiance.

"I don't want your pity, I just want to find my own place, to escape this

life of constant torment. I won't let your hatred define me."

Elizabeth's eyes narrowed, her voice dropping to a dangerous

whisper. "You listen to me, girl. You will never find a place in this world.

You are worthless, and no one will ever want you!"

The words cut deep into Mara's fragile heart, but a flicker

of determination sparked within her. She wouldn't allow herself to believe

Elizabeth's cruel lies any longer. She would find her own worth, her own

purpose, no matter the challenges she faced.