What if I put an end to it? An end to the grief, the suffering, the pain, the shame, the humiliation?
I tried, I hoped to see the light at the end of the tunnel, but this tunnel has no end. My tear glands are empty, my soul is shattered and my heart can no longer bear the agony.I cringed and shut my eyes tight in readiness of the alpha's fist coming down to smack my face. My daily dose of punishment for the simple crime of existing. Many seconds passed and my eyes started to flutter open slowly when I didn't feel his fist on my face, but I should have just kept them shut. I should have known he only hesitated because he wanted to take me unprepared. I saw the smirk on his lips before his hands landed on my face in a flash, smacking my head to the left and almost completely blinding my vision. I screamed, but my screams didn't deter him, instead, they were like fuel to a fire, angering him the more. His other hand smacked me on my left side, the effect making me dizzy. "Lie on the floor," he commanded. I knew better than argue with him or plead for mercy. Nothing I said ever worked. Pleading will only make my situation worse, so I did exactly as he commanded, laying on my stomach on the dirty floor, with my hands spread vertically on the floor as was the usual routine.I bore the pain of his whip as it came down on my back twenty times, screaming uncontrollably as it tore into my skin, each stroke more painful than the last. But the alpha wasn't satisfied. He continued whipping my back, putting more strength into every stroke. On some days, he'd stop at twenty and let me go, but I guess today isn't one of my lucky days. He's angry, and I happen to be his major means of relieving anger."How many strokes now, Slave?" He paused to ask, tapping my head with the sole of his shoes."Ah-" Not only had I lost my voice, but I'd also lost count somewhere around twenty-eight. "Are you deaf?" He roared, kicking my head with his shoes again. "Forty-three," I lied. "Forty-three," My eyes stung with unshed tears, tears that wouldn't fall free. I cursed my parents silently. I was in this mess because of them. Why did I have to be the one to suffer for their sins? Why didn't I just die along with them? Why did I have to be the one to bear all the humiliation? Hell, why did I have to be born to traitors? "I counted thirty-five!" He hissed "You dare to lie to me? You dirty slave," I felt his whip on my back again, and this time, the tears poured to my cheeks. "You fucking traitorous liar. You good for nothing peasant! You dare to lie to me!" His whip came down faster on my back and unable to maintain my lying position any longer, I rolled to my side, wrapping my arms around me and screaming some more. But the alpha did not stop. He continued whipping me all over my body and cursing me as he did.Maybe he'll be happy if I died. Maybe everyone will be happy when I'm finally out of the way, but they wouldn't even let me die. They derived pleasure from seeing me suffer, they'd rather I lived long enough to suffer the consequences of my parent's actions. "That should teach you never to lie to your alpha!" He finished, stretching to his full height once he was done. "Sometimes I wonder why I ever agreed to make you a member of my pack. I should have left you for death at your former pack, but no, I saved you, I brought you here and you think I'll let you run down this pack as your parents did with Silent Moon pack? I'm not anything like your former alpha, you little moron," he hissed, spitting in my face before turning on his heels and leaving me there.I watched him leave with blurry vision until he was no longer in sight before bursting into loud tears. I could feel blood from my back slowly soaking my shirt, itching me. I cried for many minutes, screamed, cursed, and cried some more, but the tears didn't do anything to soothe my aching body or cure my wounds.Thunder struck, lightening flashed in the sky and the sky darkened as the heavens threatened to open up. I tried to get up, but I only made it to kneeling position before I dropped back to the ground. It will take my wolf many minutes to heal me before I can stand back fully on my feet, and I don't think I have that much time before the rains start coming down. I'll not be able to get myself to shelter.I slumped on the floor and curled into a ball as much as my injured skin will let me as it started to drizzle.My life is anything but a bed of roses. I closed my eyes, my mind drifting to my old pack. Life wasn't any better in Silent Moon pack than it is here. Alpha Thane, my present alpha will take every opportunity to remind me how he'd saved me from my former pack, but I'd have even preferred to be there, maybe the alpha would have killed me by now like he killed my parents. But he had to sell me off to the Silver Moon pack to slave away. I have been a member of the Silver Moon pack for the last ten years, but it still doesn't feel like home to me. The torture has become a part of my daily routine in the last ten years, but I'd been stupid to think it will be better in Silver Moon than it was at Silent Moon pack.Silver Moon and Silent Moon packs are sister packs. The alpha's of both packs, Alpha Thane and Alpha Ronan are brothers, and my father had been the stupid beta of Alpha Ronan that thought he deserved the alpha's seat, and he'd almost dethroned the alpha. I was only eight years old then.My life had been close to perfect in my first eight years. I lived like a normal kid. I went to school, I had friends, but after what my father did, my friends became enemies. I was never really close to my father because he'd wanted a male child in my place, but my mother was always there for me. She did bear him a son after me; Leander, my younger brother who didn't even live to see his third birthday. More tears poured from my eyes as I relieved the memory. Of all the things life has taken away from me, Leander had to be the most painful. I don't care if my father got killed, I was never close to him, and besides, he had it coming for trying to usurp the alpha. I'd been close to my mom, but she was my father's greatest cheerleader. He'd have listened to her if she told him not to go on with the war, but she'd been power thirsty too.I shivered as the rain continued to pour heavily from the heavens, washing away the blood from my shirt. My wolf was starting to heal me, but I still needed a few more minutes to be able to get to my feet and make it to the pack house.A stray bullet had hit Leander while we hid at the back of the pack house from the whole chaos. My little brother had died right in my arms, and I'd watched him bleed to death with the silver bullet lodged in his heart. I cried, screamed, and called for help, but no one came to our aid. A warrior found us not long after, but my father had sealed my fate the minute he decided to do the unthinkable. I was labelled a traitor, caged and made to suffer. He lost the battle of course, and I was the only surviving member of the family. I was left to face the consequences of his actions.Alpha Ronan treated me worse than an animal, and when he got tired of me, he sold me to his brother, the alpha of Silver Moon pack, Alpha Thane.In all of this, I held on to the hope of finding my mate. Maybe then I'll have a reason to live. I'd thought that if I found my mate, I'll have a feel of what it means to be loved. I planned to run away with him and start a new life, but how could I even think that something good will ever happen for me, a servant girl with a traitor's blood flowing through her veins. Even my mate was a torn in my flesh.I pulled myself up to standing position just in time to see a red SUV park in front on me. I dabbed my eyes with the back of my palms as I realized help had come. "I have been looking everywhere for you Ray!," Ailana, the only friend I have in the whole world came rushing towards me, wrapping a blanket around me "Alpha Thane did this, didn't he?" I didn't give her a response as I settled in the back seats of her vehicle. I closed my eyes and continued to sob.I'd thought over the years that it was possible to overcome pain, but I was wrong. There was no overcoming or getting used to the agony or the soreness in my heart. My physical wounds will heal eventually, but nothing could make up for the void in my heart. I didn't flinch as Ailana cleaned my wounds. Same wounds that had been inflicted on me by her father, The alpha of Silver Moon pack.Ailana is the only one who calls me by my name in this pack, it feels like she is the only one that remembers it. If others did, they pretended not to. They'd rather just call me Slave. I was a slave to everyone in this pack, even to the Omegas and latent wolves. "Your wolf is healing you, but you still need to rest. I'll tell Zella to let you off for the rest of the day," Aila says with obvious distaste.I shook my head vehemently "No. I can work, I'm strong enough," I protested. Zella is in charge of the kitchen duties here at silver moon pack, and I believe she has a special type of hatred for me.
Exactly one year and twenty three days now, I'd found out Zayden was my mate. I'd just turned eighteen a week before and had my first shift. Most werewolves had their first shift at sixteen, and some as early as fifteen, but the late bloomers experienced their first shift at eighteen, and mine happened a week after my eighteenth birthday.My first shift wasn't as painful as I'd expected. Ailana thinks it's because my body has gotten used to pain, but I doubt it. I may have developed a certain tolerance, but from what I have read and seen, nothing can be compared to the pain of a first shift.When I didn't find my mate immediately, I started to panic. I prayed and hoped that the Moon goddess will bring him my way soon so it'd be the end of my mystery. Even if he wasn't a strong wolf, at least, that will be one more person to love me after Ailana. I had dreams of us running away together, but then the Moon goddess had something else up her sleeves.When I finally perceived his scent a we
A shard of glass pierced my skin, and I barely had time to register the pain when my eyes met with Zella's standing at the door of the kitchen, glaring at me, and then back to the mess I'd made on the floor. The omega girl who'd been kneeling moved a considerable distance away from me to indicate she'd not been a part of it. My stomach was still hurting badly, my leg was bleeding, and the scars on my back still ached, but I don't know how I managed to remain on my feet, glued to the spot and silently saying my last prayers while tears poured down my cheeks."What have you done?" Zella screamed. Why did I have to be so unlucky? Why don't I do anything right? Why did I do everything that any normal person will do but get a different result instead? Nothing ever worked for me. Maybe I was cursed as people believed. Her eyes burned with fury, and I looked for the right words to explain the situation, but what can I possibly say to justify this situation? Nothing. Absolutely nothing."Ple
“Esmeray,” I heard my best friends voice before my eyes slowly started to flutter open. Nothing came into view first, just a white fog. So I made it to heaven? I felt a little excitement at the bottom of my stomach. My lips tried to form a smile, but it felt stiff.“Esmeray!” Ailana exclaimed with more excitement “She’s awake,” Did my best friend follow me to heaven? Ailana had an amazing life on earth, why did she die with me? I closed my eyes again and when I opened them the second time, her face came into view, and another unfamiliar face, and then a third face that made me gasp. I bolted upright, but Zayden’s strong arms held me back.“Slowly,” he hissed, annoyance quickly crossing his features. It took a few seconds before I recognized my surrounding, and I cursed silently. So I wasn’t in heaven after all. I’m in Ailana’s room. A drip is connected to my left hand and the nurse attending to me looked overly uncomfortable, her eyes kept darting to the door and back again as if expe
I made my decision over the night. The pack house is the highest building in Silver moon pack, going up to seven stories tall. No one would survive a fall so high. I’d made my research many times, and what better time to execute my plans than now? I could get to the roof of the building through the back emergency staircase. Climbing seven stories shouldn’t be any hassle considering the type of punishments I have had to do in my lifetime.I was hurting while my mate pleasured himself in between another woman’s legs, and when the morning comes, I’ll have to bear the Alpha’s whip and punishment for being in his house. I hate putting Ailana in any form of disagreement with her family, but it seems like each time she tries to help me, something goes wrong.The time is about 3:36 A.M and it’s still quite dark, so I turned on my little lamp. I’d picked up this lamp from the trash of one of the higher ranks on one of the days I’d been cleaning for them. No matter how long I charged it, it was
‘Someday, you will grow up to be a strong fighter just like your father, and then you’ll show them that you are not just a pretty face. They will see that a woman can be pretty and still possess the strength of a warrior and the wisdom of a ruler,' My mother had told a six-year-old me. ‘Is that going to make dad love me?’ I’d asked, dabbing the tears from my cheeks with the back of my hands.‘Your father loves you Esmeray! Don’t you even think for a second that he doesn’t. Who wouldn’t love someone so beautiful?’ she’d told me.But she lied. After what they did, no one loved me. Everyone hated me. And I didn’t grow up to be the strong fighter that she’d predicted because I wasn’t allowed to train with the other members of the pack. If I was a strong fighter, I’d have been able to tackle just one warrior at least, but I couldn’t. The warrior sprinted after me. He was stronger, and faster, and he caught me by my sleeves a few inches from the edge of the rooftop. I proceeded to battle w
Today is day three. It’s been three days without food and water. Three days since I attempted to take my life and ended up here. This particular cell is secluded from the other cells in the dungeons. I believe the walls are soundproof because no matter how much I screamed, no one heard me, not even the guards on duty. No one has come to see me. They left me in this cold, dark cell to die. In here, time passed without being able to tell if it was day or night. I couldn’t lie on the ground because the space was too small to do so. There weren’t any toilets, so I’d devoted a section of the cell for my convenience whenever I feel pressed. But without any food in my stomach, there was nothing to excrete.In my former cell, I’d been able to hear the agonizing screams from those that were being tortured from the other cells. But in here, it was dead silent. When I screamed, my voice echoed back. The only company I had was that of my wolf and the weird voice in my head. I hated the screams fr
Silver Moon pack has a secret pathway that I only just discovered today with the help of Ailana. It was an emergency exit that was made for only the leaders of the pack and their families in case there was an invasion. Alpha Thane had thought it necessary after my father tried to usurp his brother of Silent Moon pack. If there were ever to be an invasion in Silver Moon, the future leaders were to be taken to a safe place while the alpha and his warriors battled with those who try to take their seats. If they lost, their heirs are to regroup and fight back. I wasn’t sure how to feel about the knowledge. It sounded like a good enough plan, something most pack leaders will not think of, but knowing my parents had been the reason behind the idea, it left me feeling some kind of way. I turned back and waved Ailana goodbye one last time before sprinting eastward. To the south is Dawson pack. They were not particularly friendly with the Silver Moon pack and their alpha was highly territori