Fithy

Seraphina’s POV

“If you value your life, you will send information to me as I have ordered. While your life may no longer be in my hands, Lycan Fabian will not hesitate to kill you the moment he’s done with us. But I will make sure your sacrifice s paid, if we do make it out of this alive.”

My father’s words neither reassured nor made me feel anything other than disgust at the man I once respected. I nodded, only for the sake of it and my father took a deep breath in, satisfied with himself.

“The scars on your back,” he glowered. “Did he see them? I hope he did not because if you let him see them, then you have ruined us all.”

I swallowed. Had he seen my back? I tried to recall the look on his face as he took me but I had kept my eyes closed most of the time. He mustn’t have, I concluded. If he had, then he wouldn’t have been so confident that I was Alpha Haynes’ precious daughter.

“I asked you a question, you invalid!” my father thundered. “Did he see the marks on your damn back?”

I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from blurting out what was on my mind. I opened my mouth to reply when a slap landed on my face. I fell to the ground, my head ringing in my ears.

“When you are asked a question, you have to answer immediately!” my step-mother screeched. “Is this how you want to act when with him? Are you planning to have us all killed?”

There was a sharp pain in my abdomen that made me wince and, in my vision, all I saw was red. Everything appeared blurry.

“Goddess! Why does my life have to be in the hands of such a clumsy fool? She cannot even hold her own weight! Are you that weak?”

When I looked up at my father, I saw the anger in his eyes and it was directed at me!

Placing my hand on the wall, I heaved myself up the ground and shook my head which was still spinning. Swallowing back the sob that threatened to tear out of my throat, I let out a weak whimper.

“Lycan Fabian did not see the scars on my back,” I answered. “He still believes that I am your precious daughter.”

“Good.” My father said. “Then keep it that way. If he had seen it, then it would have been all your fault. It is your fault that you are an invalid and you can’t even do something as simple as having a wolf.”

I clenched my fist, closing my eyes to keep the tears from falling.

“Find a way to get rid of those scars before he sees them. I don’t care how you do it.”

I nodded, keeping my eyes glued to my feet. The old woman who had come to tattoo my shoulder left and a man walked in. his eyes snapped to my face and then to my father’s. My step-mother was looking out a window and I could tell that she was still mourning the loss of her only son.

I had the sudden urge to go over and give her whatever consolation I could offer. Losing a child wasn’t something I would ever wish on her no matter how wrong she had treated me. Just then, my father’s loud bark tore into my soul.

“What the hell did you do!” he growled. His face was screwed up with rage and raw anger that radiated through the room, eliciting a whine from me. his eyes stared deep into me and I thought I was going to go up in flames any moment soon.

“What is wrong?” my step-mother asked, her concerned gaze settled on my father’s trembling form.

“Kristen just sent word that Seraphina is not a virgin!” he barked. “Lycan Fabian is angry and it is because she could not keep her legs in one place. She has been sleeping around with men in my pack!”

I gasped, my eyes going wide.

“What? that’s not true

A slap landing on my face made the rest of the words fly into the air. My legs staggered back but thankfully; the wall caught me before I fell. I glanced up at my father who just slapped me for the second time today.

So, Kristen was lying and he would just blindly believe her?

“You bitch!” my father roared. “You aren’t good enough for anything and you still can’t maintain your dignity? Is this how you choose to repay me for all I have done for you? Is this how you plan to keep up the image of my precious daughter? Kristen will never stoop as low as sleeping with pack members!”

A tear rolled down my cheek which was beginning to go numb from all the slaps I was receiving today. Couldn’t they even try to show me a little mercy? I was his daughter for crying out loud.

“What is going on here?”

Simultaneously, all our heads snapped to the doorway where Lycan Fabian was standing. How long had he been there? How much did her hear?

My heart pounded so fast that I anticipated it was going to break out of my ribcage.

My step-mother was the first to move. Her hand pulled me into her and she caressed my head, sniffling into my hair. “I love you so much my dear daughter…” she sniffed. “I promise, this is only for a short time. Bear with it for ow until we find a way to save you.”

I almost rolled my eyes and recoiled from her in disgust. Lycan Fabian was here and she was putting up an act? Did she think he was that dumb to be fooled by her amateur acting skills?

“I asked what was going on here!” Lycan Fabian thundered, taking one intimidating step into the room. His eyes roamed my face before settling on my father’s.

My step-mother immediately stepped away from me and I used that moment to catch a much-needed breath.

“Are we not allowed to have time with our daughter before we take her away?” her tone as both apologetic and oddly unsympathetic. “You have taken my son from me. Seraphina is the only child I have left and now you want to take her away as well.”

Lycan Fabian smirked. I was shocked that he really believed her act.

“Your daughter?” he asked coldly, raising a brow up. “She is no longer your daughter. Seraphina is mine now and I will do whatever I like with her. Is that understood?”

My step-mother stared at him defiantly for a minute before finally relenting and lowering her head.

Lycan Fabian’s eyes snapped to my face almost immediately. “We leave now!” he growled.

I jumped, glancing at my step-mother and father wondering if they had anymore acts to put up before I was finally taken away from them. When I noticed that not one of them made a move, I move over the room, meeting him at the door.

My thighs were on fire as I made effort to keep up with his long strides. Blood trailed down my legs, polling on the floor behind me. After walking for what felt like ages, we finally made it outside where a car was waiting for us.

Lycan Fabian stopped in his tracks, turning to my father with a foreign expression on his face. “As a goodbye gift, I will allow you keep command of your pack until I return for your head. You are to report everything to me from now on and under no account are you to run away.”

He took a step forward, easing his voice to a sigh that sent shiver down my spine. “No matter where you wander , my heart will always lead me to you you go”