Chapter 1

Yifa Moore's POV::

I had broken a very powerful long existing rule that had been made long before I was conceived. I have no picture of what my mother looked like and talking about my father, he died while I was still below 2 years of age.

I had allowed my curiosity to get a better part of me as I broke into our pack's secret house. After my father's death, Uncle. Lowell, my father's younger brother, had become the new alpha of the Dark Wolves Pack. And they were the only family I had left.

Years ago, the werewolves had fought so hard to protect the human world from other supernatural creatures and the five most powerful packs shared different crests that contained different supernatural creatures. It was a passage to the underworld portal and each crest was kept in the sacred hall and bound by heavy chains.

Ever since I transformed to my werewolf form when I was just 14, I always had nightmares about the crest, I felt a part of me was locked in there and I would always see a pale looking woman call unto me to save here and the more I delayed, she ended up drowning in the lake. It always repeated itself day to day.

I couldn't stay any longer as I sneaked into the sacred hall when uncle Lowell and his wife, Ulva Moore had gone for an alpha's meeting in the Silver Moon Pack territory, Lake hotels and suites.

I had broken the heavy chains with a dagger as I unlocked the crest and I choked as dust covered my face, making me cough hard.

I was lucky enough to have returned the crest back to where I had taken it from as I rushed out of the sacred hall but I had bumped into Uncle. Lowell whose eyes were red like bloodshot as he looked at me. He said nothing to me as he pushed me away as I crashed down on the floor, hurting my right limb.

He stormed inside the sacred hall and within a minute he was out back, saying nothing to me as he stepped on my right hand, as he walked up the stairs to his room.

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"What have you done, Yifa??" He growled as he stormed into my room. Waking me up with a cold water he had fetched from outside.

He had dragged me from my hair as he walked down the stairs still dragging me on the floor like I was some luggage. He had taken me to the dungeon as he tore my clothes, leaving me unclad as he chained my hands and legs wide apart and he had set before me his weapons, which he always used to drill me.

"You will pay so dearly for this!!" He fired as he wore his thick, black gloves back on as he picked up his whip that contained wolfsbane. He lashed my unclad body severely as heavy, deep marks drew across my back.

"You are nothing but a curse child, that is why your mother died during delivery and how about your father, my brother, huh?? You caused his death, you cursed child!!" Uncle. Lowell cursed as he whipped me more aggressively.

He was sweating profusely and I could hear his heart race very fast. All my life I spent in under the harsh treatment of him and his wife, Ulva Moore.

I am a complete nobody and aside from our bloody alpha, Bardulf Taylor, no other person knew of my existence. My entire life crumbled completely since I was just a baby, right from my mother's womb I wasn't destined for any good thing.

Father was badly broken when his mate didn't survive during my delivery and he had placed a curse on me that I was never ever going to know what true love meant.

And like every other young werewolf like me, I never had the slightest fantasies of when my Mr. Romeo would walk into Uncle. Lowell's house and ask for my hand in marriage. I was nothing but a beast who could not control her wolf during the full moon night. I always caused a lot of havoc which made Uncle. Lowell always restricts me from going anywhere else than the attic of our apartment.

"Today won't be an exception either." He smirked as he unbuckled his belt. "Before I send you to that witch mother of yours, I will have a taste of your coochie again for the last time." His trouser fell to the ground as he grabbed my neck like he was about to choke me to death.

"Please uncle." I whimpered as I tried to break free.

He had punched my nose, causing me to bleed. "Please uncle, spare me!!" I said in a faint voice as I coughed at intervals. "I promise I won't step my foot into the sacred hallway again." I struggle for breath as my eyes become teary as he pressed my neck really hard and I could feel his hardness inside me, I felt so much pain as his d**k was really huge and hard and I was completely dry down there.

"There is no need for your promises because today will be your last day on earth." He cursed as he kept on hitting me really hard without mercy.

Screaming for help right now was useless because Ulva had always ignored my pleas and she would even go as far as locking me up in the attic for weeks without food or water.

I saw my entire life flash through my life. But all I could feel was my pain. I had nothing to lose, I had no parents, no friends and absolutely nothing to make me fight. I was completely different from everyone because I had no mate and I was already in my mid 20s. I was a complete nobody. I groaned as he kept on banging me hard before letting me go when I was already weak to even stand up properly.

He had tied a strong rope to the rooftop as he set a chair which he kept me on as he passed the rope across my neck.

"Is there any last prayer you wish to make, you cursed child??" He scoffed as he rested his right leg on the chair, ready to push the chair away and then leave me dangling in the air lifelessly.

"1, 2, 3 and go!!" He muttered as he moved his leg slowly, pushing the chair slowly.

I shut my eyes really tight as I felt life leave me already as I lost balance. This was definitely my last day on earth, I groaned as my vision became blurry and I couldn't feel my pulse beat as the heavy rope suffocated me, breaking my neck bones.