You Never Series Book 1: You Never Knew Me
Yazar
Kim F.
Okur
6,6M
Bölüm
60
Ignored and left to fend for herself, Lyric Johannes knows there’s more to life than being a nobody. But no one knows Lyric is hiding a secret. She’s an extremely rare alpha white wolf, destined for more than being ignored or hated by the people of the Half Moon Pack.
And when her father and Alpha King Leandré find out what Lyric is, they’ll do everything in their power to ensure she’s under their control.
Lyric has other plans. When she uncovers the unspeakable horrors committed by her father and Alpha King Leandré, she intends to make sure they pay…no matter what!
Invisible
LYRIC
Unseen, I dart through the pack house like a shadow, then slip behind some heavy drapes.
Alpha Marco will never look for me here.
The drapes hang alongside an entranceway near the end of a hall, overlapping the opening just enough that if someone comes looking for me, all I need to do is slide around the corner unseen.
Then exit that room into a different hall.
My hiding place also happens to be down the hall from the alpha’s office, pretty clever if I do say so myself. After all, when people run and hide, they usually try to get as far away as possible.
Just like I’ll be doing soon. But for now…
I allow myself a small smile. For now, I’ll stay invisible. After all, I’ve practically made it into an art form.
One I’ve been practicing a long time.
I dress in baggy clothes. I keep my eyes downcast, letting my long, white-blonde hair hang over my face, and I slouch so no one will notice how tall I am. I blend into my surroundings and barely speak unless spoken to.
Being invisible is easier than being present. It allows me to sit quietly somewhere and listen to what others are saying and planning. It keeps me one step ahead of the others in the pack.
And it’s how I know Leandré is coming today.
Last time that monster visited Half Moon Pack, Alpha Marco locked me in my room—one of the only times he took note of my presence. I won’t let that happen again.
Because, you see, I know a secret. The alpha’s secret. Well, actually, it’s his and my mother’s secret. Which I guess makes it my secret too.
But not my only one.
Everyone may think I’m a nobody, but I’ve also been hiding an amazing alpha wolf. Her name is Sadie, and she’s massive—and the purest silver white I’ve ever seen. It would be hard for anyone to miss her presence.
She even has the ability to hide her scent, something I’ve never heard of another wolf being able to do. She says it’s for my protection, another type of invisibility.
She takes no bullshit and gives no cares, but even though it’s been getting harder, she refuses to shift in front of anyone. Sadie doesn’t feel the pack deserves her or me, and she says when the time is right, they’ll know.
In the meantime, I’ll keep pretending I’m wolfless. Fortunately, Sadie enables me to have the extra hearing and speed necessary to move about without others even realizing I’m there.
Thank Goddess. It’s become my only source of fun in the last couple of y—
Shit. Are those footsteps?
I press myself flatter against the wall, and Sadie growls inside my head. But when a scent reaches my nose, we both relax a little.
“Whew, it’s only Luna Diana. The woman might hate us, but at least she’s not Alpha Marco. Or”—I narrow my eyes—“Leandré.”
Sadie makes a huffing noise. “Speak for yourself. She doesn’t know me yet!”
I laugh silently. “Yeah, but we both know she’ll hate me more, not less, when she finds out about you.”
It’s funny. While everyone else doesn’t seem to realize I exist, Luna Diana knows I do. And is the one who wishes the most that I didn’t.
I’m not allowed to train—even though I do so privately, using human videos—and I’m not allowed to participate in pack functions like parties, balls, and get-togethers. Luna Diana won’t allow it. She doesn’t want to see me, doesn’t even want to think about me.
Unless she’s assigning me the worst chores she can think of, of course—like polishing the silver (though that didn’t work out the way she wanted, thanks to Sadie).
But I’m not the one who slept with her mate, who continues to sleep with him. That betrayal has affected me just as much as it has her. Maybe even more so, because no one has ever claimed me—not the pack and not my parents. Instead, I’m always just allowed.
Per Luna’s orders, I’m allowed to live in a tiny room near the kitchen that used to be a storage closet, and I’m graciously allowed food and hand-me-down clothing to wear.
I’m allowed to serve the crowds and clean up the messes of the privileged in the pack. Heaven help them if they bend over and pick up after themselves! I’m allowed to work for my father occasionally and allowed to tutor my half brother so he can get into Alpha College.
But I don’t get paid for any of these services. Instead of a person, I’m a tool they use so Damien can get ahead. It doesn’t matter what plans I have.
When I inquired if the pack would help pay my college tuition, Alpha Marco told me pack funds would not be used to send low-rank wolves to college. That he wouldn’t waste money on an omega that’s only good for domestic work.
What he doesn’t know is, a prestigious tech school in New York state has offered me a full-ride scholarship. Only one person knows—Mr. Marshall, my computer science teacher.
He was the one who encouraged me to apply to tech colleges and some of the more elite universities, assuring me that with my grades, class rank, and drive, I’d get accepted into a human school with no problem.
And when I told him the alpha wouldn’t pay and might not let me go, he reminded me I wasn’t a member of the alpha’s pack.
“Neither is your mother,” he said. “Technically, you’re a member of the Silver Crest Pack.”
So I applied. Mr. Marshall let me use his address, and the acceptance letters poured in. But the one from Rochester was the one that offered everything—tuition, room and board, books. I immediately sent in the paperwork.
It’ll get me far away from here, miles away from this pack and my father.
Graduation and my eighteenth birthday are only a week away, and I’m giving myself the gift of a big, fat dramatic goodbye—to all of it!
But in the meantime, I’ll keep my head down, keep my voice down, and keep tight control of my emotions. We can’t risk anyone learning about Sadie. Alpha Marco would never let me go if he knew.
And with what I suspect about his buddy Leandré…
It’s more important than ever that I get out of here.
