Chapter 3 Ran home

**Evelyn's POV:**

"Answer us! Can't you speak? How dare she call Crown Prince Noah her mate? Does she think we're all dumb?" More of the she-wolves barked at me as they continued to drag me into their center, shouting at me.

"Let's deal with her! Queen Sabrina has dismissed her for trying to steal Prince Noah's attention!" More of the jealous she-wolves attacked me, hitting me hard and dragging me roughly into their midst.

I was not strong enough this time to fight them off.

I was chubby, a fair-skinned, albino she-wolf, and they were jealous of my looks.

Some of them unsheathed their claws and scratched my face, wanting to destroy my pretty appearance. With their relentless smacking, I was sure my face would be swollen and red, as I could taste the metallic flavor of blood on my lips.

My wolf wanted me to shift, but I refused. I didn't want to shapeshift in the midst of the angry she-wolves.

They were all jealous of me because of my albino features.

My long blonde hair and striking blue eyes contrasted sharply with the rest of the she-wolves, who felt inferior despite being high-ranking.

I had heard they could buy their ranks in our pack as long as they had rich parents.

I could feel their angry eyes shooting daggers at me as they continued to beat me like an enraged mob, shouting loudly at me, forgetting we were still in the Royal Palace.

"That's enough! What's going on here?" I heard a loud roar that silenced all the ladies beating me, making them disperse and step away from me to stare at the entrance of the royal palace.

Standing outside was Prince Noah Isaac.

He barked, "All of you get out of here! Before I ask for you and your families to be punished or expelled from this pack! Leave now! And if any of you dare lay a finger on her again, your hands shall be chopped off!"

The she-wolves were all stunned, as they had not expected Prince Noah to step out and address them personally, let alone dismiss them.

Since they had come for his homecoming party, my innocent heart warmed up, and my eyes shifted to look at him despite my broken state.

I met his silver gaze as he dismissed the crowd angrily.

When Prince Noah commanded us all to leave, I quickly looked away from him and ran out of the palace, too.

I was no longer required to work there.

I could remember how Prince Noah's eyes shifted from red to silver, softening when he looked at me before I ran away.

He was trying to mind-link with me to see if I was alright, but I shut down the connection.

My wolf was hurt, so I ran out of the palace gate.

I could not explain what Prince Noah felt for me, but he did not acknowledge me as his mate.

He only dismissed the she-wolves that were attacking me right in front of the royal palace.

My heart bled as I ran back home to my parents' house. I could still hear some stubborn she-wolves cursing at me on the road. "Look at her! Stupid Omega! Does she think she could be our Luna? Never!"

"Ugly duckling, fat pig!" I heard more she-wolves taunt me, while the others ran back to their homes silently for fear of being banished.

But none of them dared to attack me or come near me again after Prince Noah had warned them not to.

I ran back home, not even having enough money to take a taxi.

All my earnings went towards caring for my mother and my younger siblings, as they were in school, and my dad was a hunter for our pack.

I fell on the way home, tripping on my blue maid gown. I stood up and resumed running to my father's house.

We lived in a low house, more like a small bungalow, while the royal mansion was farther away but still within the same pack community.

I arrived home and rushed toward our unprotected house, which had no fence or gate. We were vulnerable to rogue attacks or thieves since our home was not heavily guarded like those of most wealthy werewolves.

I knew that after I had called Prince Noah my mate, I would become the target of many jealous rich she-wolves, as my family was poor and not affluent enough to protect me.

"Eve, what happened?" my mother asked as I rushed into the living room of our house, shutting the door behind me and crying.

Our home had three rooms: a parlor, and bathrooms with toilets.

My sisters and I shared one room; my brothers had theirs; and my parents had their own. Each room had a personal bathroom, and we had one large kitchen in the backyard.

It was a typical village house for low-ranking families in this pack, thanks to our Alpha, who renovated our pack to make it more welcoming like the human world we read about.

"Eve, what happened to you? Who beat you up and tore your clothes?" my mother asked.

She was my twin in looks, although she was brown-skinned like the rest of the women in our pack.

She was also tall, chubby, and beautiful like me, but an exceptionally kind woman.

"Mom!" I burst into tears in her arms, unable to explain everything that had happened to me.

I knew she would not be allowed into the royal palace, as the guards seemed to know which pack members came from higher-class families versus lower-class families, by their badges.

"It's okay, stop crying and talk to me. Your father will be back soon; he has gone to hunt for bushmeat for your birthday celebration tonight, knowing that you would return home to us," my mother said.

"Mom," I sobbed as she hugged me. She released me from her embrace and wiped away my tears.

On my birthday's eve, along with the birthdays of every other maid working in the royal palace, we were granted a day off by Queen Sabrina to return home and celebrate our special day with our parents.

I had completely forgotten that today was my birthday's eve, as I had been busy tidying up the palace and cleaning in anticipation of our Crown Prince's return from the pack's university.

Tomorrow, I would be 18 years old.

My mother led me to our wooden couch in the living room to sit down. We had five wooden brown couches.

"It's okay, tell me what happened? You know your siblings are coming back today to celebrate with you. If only we had cars to go and pick them up. Now they have to walk home," Mom said, smiling sadly, trying to cheer me up, and I smiled back at her.

A few minutes later, my siblings would be back from school, as the pack's school and the pack's university had both finished their terms.

The pack's school was for the younger children and was free, as I mentioned earlier, while the pack's university was very expensive and only students born with a silver spoon could attend.

"I'm coming. Let me get the first aid kit from my room to attend to your wounds," my mother said, and I nodded.

Just as my mother left me in the living room, I heard noises from outside the house. Suddenly, the door burst open, and my younger siblings were back.