Rented To A Billionaire Alpha

(Ulva Pov) There I was sitting on the cold floor during winter. I was sighted outside the porch, staring at the snow as they fall magically. Some of them landed on my arm, I quickly felt the shivers driving into my body. I hugged my legs tight and placed my head on my laps. I wished everything to be over soon. I can't wait to be eighteen tomorrow. The door flung open, making a creaky sound. I sprung up and stared at my step sisters. They exchange glances with each other and giggled. "Please let me in" I pleaded in a shivering tone. "Look at you, poor thing. I hope you know how to watch that mouth of yours now!" The eldest, Eva said to me. I nodded my head and lowered my gaze to the ground, accepting defeat. "Ulva!! Come here this instance!" I heard my step mother's voice. She needed me urgently, I could tell with that time of hers. "Coming mother!" I yelled back. As I pushed myself into the house, Mia pushed me back. "Take the backdoor" she said and locked the door. I started to bang harder, pleading for them to open up but they didn't listen to me. If I arrive late, she's going to beat me up. I picked up the pace and ran to the back of the house, falling number of times. I threw the door open and ran in like I was being chased by a bear. "Here m..." Before I could complete that last word, a slap landed on my cheek. I smiled and stared at her. I dare not cry in her presence if I don't want to get beaten up. "Take this muffins to the girls room" she ordered and left. I watched her as she took the last pieces. That indicates that there was no one for me. I held the tray and marched to their room. "Mom wants you to have this" I said and placed it on the table. They quickly grabbed it and fixed their teeth into the cake. "Hmm, yummy! Mom makes the best cake" Eva said. "She's not your mother! Leave!" Mia ordered and I quickly left. I didn't get any cake at all. I had to tell my step mother that I was going to be eighteen tomorrow. I walked towards her, barefooted. I wasn't even allowed to own a shoe. "M..step mother?" I called out. She diverted her gaze from the television and glared at me. It was like I came at the wrong time. "What do you f*cking want Ulva?!" She yelled at me with her mouth filled with muffins. "I'll be eighteen tomorrow" I simply said, not wanting to beat around the bush. "So what?" She asked. "When is my mate coming to pick me up?" I asked after gathering so much confidence. She quickly stood up and stared at me like she wanted stab me to death. I watched her as she moved closer to me, I couldn't move away from her. "You are going no where. You are just a puppet here. Whenever your mate arrives, you know what to do!" She threatened me. I nodded and left. I went to the storage room and prepared to sleep already. The lights went off, showing that everyone was asleep already. I patiently waited for midnight. When it was midnight, I brought out one of the muffin cake I stole from my step siblings. I lit a candle on a stick and placed it on the cake, carefully so that it won't break. "Happy birthday to me" I said in a low tone. As I was about to blow off the light, a foot from nowhere stepped on the cake and squashed it. I sprung up immediately and glared at my step mother. She folded her arms with anger written all over her face. My siblings were behind her, I knew they made everything worse. "I should have believe Mia when she said you've been stealing from me!" She said. "I will never steal from you. I.." "Then explain the muffins. I never gave you any of them" she said in her cold voice as she walked towards me. I moved away from her, till my back hit the wall. "I just took a little from it..." "That's enough! You know the punishment for stealing. No food for you for the whole day" she said and marched out of the storage room. Mia and Eva looked happy as they walked away. I sat down and cried into my palm. My life was just the same as Cinderella but I wish my prince charming rescues me soon. But in my story, I don't think there'll be a prince charming. . The next beautiful morning, it was my birthday. I took a gown which I hid for so many years. It was my mom's. I had my bath and slide into the old gown. It was a gown from the early 19's. I wore my apron and started my normal duties. It was my birthday, I had to look happy even if I wasn't going to eat that day. "Ulva!! My morning tea!" My step mother shouted at the top of her voice. "Ulva! I need a massage. My head hurts!" Eva yelled. "Ulva!!! Come do my laundry!" Mia yelled. I wished the ground could just open up and swallow me. I just can't answer them at once. "When will the fairy godmother come?" I murmured. I took the tea and biscuits to my step mother's room. The room my mother and father once owned. I gently placed the tea on the table and left the room. I was glad she didn't notice my gown. No one did. I quickly massage Eva's head and did Mia's laundry. . I returned to the kitchen to make breakfast for everyone. I had to eat some after making them. I wouldn't want to starve to death. As I served breakfast, my step mother noticed I was wearing the gown. "Where did you get that from?" She asked, glancing at my gown. I followed her trace and also stared at my gown. "I think she stole it. Starve her for a week mom!" Eva scoffed. "No, no... I didn't!" I quickly said. "Then where the f*ck did you get that gown?!" She asked, yelling at the top of her voice. I couldn't answer her. She grabbed a knife and tore the gown into pieces. I dare not stop her, silent tears just ran down my cheek. She tore it to the extent that ima rag looked better than it. Suddenly, the bell rang. My step mother walked to the door and opened it. She saw a guy standing by the door. "Who are you?" She asked. "My mate is..." He said but before he could continue, she pulled him into the house. "Here are my two beautiful daughters" she said, pointing to Eva and Mia. Indeed they were beautiful, but not pretty, not cute, not much of a damsel. They both looked alike with their chubby face and black dots on their faces. They had a lot of spot and pimples on their faces, making them look ugly. The visitor frowned and stared at my step mother. "Not her, my wolf said she's my mate" he pointed to me. I raised my head and stared at him. Finally, my prince charming is here to rescue me. "Not her! It's one of them or nobody!" She growled and pushed him to the door. He stopped and walked towards me. "Accept me and you'll be mine" he said. Was that how it works? That was the question I asked myself. My step mother gave me a wicked smile. "Go ahead Ulva. Accept him and be his" she said. I stared at Mia and Eva giving me a mocking smile. I turn to face my mate to be. "I'm Ulva Scott" I said with my shaky voice. "I'm Boris Star" he said. "I Ulva Scott, hereby...." I paused and stared at my step mother. She desperately wanted to know what I would say to him. "Hereby... Reject you to be my mate" I said. He looked disappointed and sad. "I'm sorry" I whispered and left. I didn't even wait to hear his reply. "You've heard the lady, she doesn't want you. Leave!" My step mother yelled at Boris. Boris scoffed. "You desperately want to make her just like your daughters. You just wait and see the end of it all" he said and left. My step mother smiled and slammed the door hard. She returned to the dining table and ate with her daughters. No one even cared about me. I changed into my regular gown. I had to wear rags while my step sister dresses stylishly. "Do you have to heed to whatever she says?" I heard a voice and raised my head. I wondered where it was coming from. "Who are you?" I asked and sniffed in. I wiped my tears with the back of my hand. "She can't do anything to you when you are away. Just disobey her for once!" I heard the voice again. "Where the f*ck are you coming from?" I asked, almost yelling. "Relax Ulva, I am your wolf, Marie" she said. I stopped wandering about and stared into the thin air. Finally, I have my wolf with a cute name. . I felt powerful when Marie said she was my wolf. I adjusted my shredy jacket and sat up. I left my little room and walked towards the entrance door where my step family were having their own kind of fun. "Where are you headed to Ulva?" Eva asked. "Why do you f*cking want to know?" I asked. The three of them turned and glared at me. My step mother stood up and walked towards me. She laughed. "You're just eighteen sweetheart. Don't think you're on top of the world because you'll always be down. Now get back to the kitchen and do your work" she yelled. I was frightened a little bit but I still needed to act strong. "I'm tired of being locked..." Before I could complete my sentence, she punched me on the face. "I am the luna of this pack..." "What pack? The whole pack is dead!" I yelled and she punched me on the face. I fell down and spat out blood. I turned my face and glared at her again. "You were never the luna of the pack. My mom was and you successfully killed her just because you wanted to be the luna" I said. "That's it! Shut the f*ck up already" Eva walked to me and kicked my stomach. I groaned in pain but she didn't stop. "I can't let you two have the whole fun!" Mia came and hit me again. I felt helpless. They beat me till I passed out.