Chapter 5 Gold POV

Chapter 5

She asked me as if it weren't apparent that I knew what stealing a mate meant-that she didn't have a mate anymore. Some people don't deserve to win; they deserve to obey the rules and enjoy the little things thrown at them like wolves without a pack. But to my disappointment, I can't be acting all high and mighty; I need to be as submissive as possible But when I leave this room, now this bitch is about to receive my furry, "You talk like you know more than me; listen, I have been a Luna for a good chunk of years, and I know you don't have a mate anymore, so get over it and find a chosen mate that makes you feel like you're worth something." She looked like she was about to cry, but instead, she growled. She was crying while she was angry. Oh goddess, what a pathetic thing did you allow to take control as the current Luna? Praying in my head, I snapped when I heard her talk: "No, you moron, it means you lost the ability to be a mate. You sealed your fate with a choice that wasn't ever yours to make. When one chooses a mate, they end their suffering by letting go of other hopes and dreams. You not only lost your second chance, but you also lost the gift of having puppies. You lost the leading possibility of a normal, happy life every werewolf dreams about because you wanted to hold on to your title. I'm not a Luna by birth; I was abandoned here because my parents were two stupid horny wolves that didn't stop till I was born, and I don't even know if they did stop because they literary disowned me or if it was just a cover-up from the late Luna. Yet, here I thought this pack didn't have my mate, when in reality, it was your selfish heart that took it from me. I can't believe we share a name when you are a menace to this title! You will never be happy until you accept your truth!"

She angrily shouted at me, and I quickly replied, "You are delusional, all because I took your mate. Get over it already. We need to fix this stupid thing you did. This deal you made, you will end up paying back when I get my body back!" After I shouted the doors open to show Stan, he looked at me in hatred, as if he detested me. "You are not my Luna," he said. He entered the room, and right behind him was that same Omega as before; she closed the door behind her. Stan then directed himself to little Miss Silver Light over there. While Omega stood beside me, he walked to her and placed his hand on her hand. You are my mate, my fated mate, which only means you are not Marcela Gold. You need to tell me who you are and what happened that left you in her body, but make sure you tell me what is going on because I will reject Gold the moment she returns to this body, and I will make you mine." He told her flat out, right in front of my face.

Extending my hands, I shouted, "Hello! I'm right here! What is chopped liver?" The omega beside me placed my hands on my sides and then shushed me. I looked at her, shocked that she dared to do that to me. "Are you insane? You're not a Luna anymore; you're officially an Omega. Why are you behaving this way when you know that omegas aren't as strong as others with titles?" She replied, I'm shocked they know but are acting like I must get over it. Are they insane? No! I growled at her in anger-how dare she! I pushed her away when Stan used his Alpha aura on me, and I submitted to his commanding aura. Whimpering, I shouted through my teeth, "Asshole!" I whimpered as my last word went out. I had been submitted to my chosen mate, and he knew it.

"You and I chose to be mates because it would be beneficial; when the hell were you ever going to tell me these things?" He shouted, and then Silver replied, "You mean you didn't know this? But this is a common-sex education class? Mate classes?" She asked, confused and timidly: I hate seeing myself as such a pushover when I have so much power, but Stan didn't reply with anger at her; he didn't even raise his voice as he does to me; instead, he spoke softly to her, kindly with affection towards her: "Please tell me your real name, beautiful; I don't want to be the mean Alpha to my mate." She complied with a nod and spoke, "I'm Marcela Silver, but I still don't understand. Why did you want to harm me like this? Am I not worth being your mate for being an Omega?" She asked another question, and for some reason, this became my TV show for the remaining time I had in my room, against my freaking will.

She took her hands from Stan's and stepped back, making him whimper, "I'm sorry, Alpha. I can't simply forgive you; you knew this because you had taken this class; you can't say you haven't; you just can't!" She shouted, crying, and the omega, who still had my hands on hers, took a second to speak: "Marcela Silver? Baby Silver, is that you?" Silver looked at the omega and then went to her; they hugged each other as she kept crying. I looked back at Stan, who looked heartbroken. I rolled my eyes, which was the last straw for Stan as he smashed his aura on me again. This guy will get his ass handed over when I return my body.

"Catherina, take Marcela Gold, or bitch as her name will be until this is fixed, am I understood?" He ordered this omega, which slowly bent into submission when Silver spoke, "Stop! You are hurting her! Stop, don't submit to him!" I saw her anger rising, and there my Luna aura broke, but it broke with a second wave that had even Stan submit to her. How the hell did she manage to do that?

My eyes were now wide as this omega named Catherina started to stand. Cathy, you don't ever have to submit to him; I won't let him hurt you, but please make sure this Omega knows her place, as she always had the ignorance to remind me how unfair she indeed was." The omega that I now know as Catherina looked a bit confused but was slowly puzzling things out. "I'm still trying to figure out what happened, Sil," she replied, and Silver replied quickly, "Gold knew she took my mate willingly, and unless we both figured out how to get our bodies back, we would stay this way. Maybe she is learning not to be selfish like all those talks we have had before?" She ended her answer with a question: My attitude can't be the only reason I'm screwed.

Catherina nodded, now understanding things. Turning, she looked at me with mischief and said, Well, Omega, we are short-handed, and after your dispute with our Luna, your free day is canceled. Come along." She waved goodbye to Silver and then pulled me out of my room. "Are you serious?" I asked this omega, who had every intention of making my life a living hell, and we walked down to the main floor, where it was back to the same freaking room I woke up from that got me into this mess.

She yanked me into the next room, and I fell to the small stool in the middle; it hurt like hell on my stomach. I was this weak. How weak were omegas? Catherina had her mind linked to the rest of the Omegas who had arrived to fit inside this room. "Hello there, everyone. You will all be delighted to know M. Silver has outdone herself today; she has been labeled by the Alpha as Bitch and has directed his order to double her workload. Everyone gets half their workload until further instructions!" She clapped twice, and everyone moved to do just as she said.

They didn't expect me to do all this work today; what do these omegas think I am? I mean, props for this Gold gal that I am, but if it were my own body, I would be having a fit right about now. Catherina and I waited till everyone was done. She closed the door we both came through, walked towards me, crossed her arms, and spoke in authority, "You are an omega; do you know what an omega stands for?" I shook my head.