Chapter 7

7

Violet's POV (cont'd)

Although tears blurred my vision, I made sure my head never came up and I didn't sob. This was another of Kiara's rules for me— no matter how much it hurt or pained, I should never show it. I was expected to endure it silently.

And if I dared to sob or yelp, she doubled my pain.

"JUST SHUT UP!" She roared and spit on my head.

Some of the droplets of her spit touched my face. However, I held myself together and sat there quietly while the girls behind Kiara giggled. One of them, which is Benita, a neighboring alpha's illegitimate daughter, had her phone out— she was recording everything.

"Have you forgotten the rule: Don't speak unless you're asked to?" Kiara barked.

"N-no, I... I'm sorry." I gulped my tears and hoped this would end soon.

Getting humiliated in front of girls who once envied me for being confident and daring is more painful than getting stabbed twice. They whispered and laughed, they made fun of my clothes which are basically Kiara's old clothes.

Everything is banned on me— even basic human rights like good food and clothing. Since my title as alpha's daughter's soul sister is ripped from me and I'm termed as an ungrateful mate-snatching whoré, all I have to use is Kiara's used and disowned stuff.

"You're not going to get dinner today and breakfast tomorrow for disregarding my command." Kiara announced.

I internally sighed as it was an easier punishment. I was easily getting away. Much to my bad luck, Darci— Kiara's favorite maid's daughter turned into her new best friend aka minion in the mansion (who always envied me and wanted to replace me as her best friend) cleared her throat.

"Well, aren't you being kind, princess? I admire you for being merciful. She dared to defy you and you're still being nice to her. You inspire me." Darci fluttered her lashes admiringly, though I knew what she was trying to do.

She was indirectly telling Kiara that she was going easy on me. And no sooner did she say that than Kiara turned to me and said, "Three days. You won't get any food to eat for three days. Now clean this tea Darci spilled on the floor and get lost."

My eyes froze on the floor in amazement. So the reason I was asked to come in two minutes all the way from my new room was just to clean the tea Darci— a maid's daughter spilled?

Tears of self-loathing trickled down my eyes as I obeyed Kiara's command. Just when I was done, Lily, a daughter to a rich werewolf in the pack, who was also a good friend of Alpha Arnold waved her stilettos at me.

"Clean the sole of my shoes too. I walked on the spilled tea mistakenly."

Although my heart squeezed in agony and shame for the thing I was asked to do, I did it anyway.

Is there anything I can do to avoid it? No.

"Get lost now. I'll call you when I need you. Don't you dare keep me waiting!"

"Yes, Kiara." I answered quietly as she liked, and yet she growled disappointedly.

"It's princess for you, slút!" She connected another slap to my face which split open my bottom lip from the corner.

"Y-yes, Princess."

"That's better! Now take your ugly áss out of here!"

I dashed out of the room while holding my mouth and burst into tears the second the door closed. The breath I had been holding unknowingly came out as a gasp as I collapsed down on the floor.

"That was so entertaining, Kiara! I must say you're doing a good job of putting her in her place." I heard from the room.

The sound proofing isn't the best in Kiara's room. Not that it matters because no one is allowed to even mistakenly come wandering to this part of the mansion. As the Alpha's daughter and next Alpha to be, she enjoys extended privacy.

"You're right!" That was Benita's voice. "Kiara's kindness has made her too full of herself. She was beginning to believe she was a princess herself. But it's good to see her go back to where she belonged— at Kiara's feet."

Another one of them scoffed, “A true princess remains a true princess! No one can steal her throne.”

"Girls, she's still outside." Darci whispered.

"So what? Let her listen if she's still out there. It's not like we're doing anything wrong against her. She's a betrayer and she deserves all the humiliation. She can fúck off if she can’t stand the truth about her greedy ways." Kiara muttered angrily.

They continued to talk about me like I wasn't there. As they got deeper into the conversation, things became dirty and more humiliating. They were being shameless, giving Kiara suggestions on how she should punish me next.

"She likes to ride on a díck, right! If she crosses you again by ignoring your words or provoking you, just hand her over to the cruelest warriors in the pack. The ones who have monster cóck and high séx drive! They'll rip her pussy apart!" Darci suggested.

"I'll consider that." Kiara laughed while others appreciated Darci for her creative mind.

I felt like I was thrown into fire by them all. Getting up, I ran to my room and shut the door. Luckily, Neville was gone.

As I trudged to the mattress laid down on the floor near the window, I gazed around at the mess Neville created in response to my kick before leaving. He had spilled all the furniture and other stuff I've set back to create space for myself in the store room.

Yes, store room. I live in an attic store room now. Along with other things, Kiara snatched my room from me and threw me in the store room to stay. It had been in a very bad condition with a thick layer of dust everywhere. It was two inches thick and the air was too polluted to breathe.

There were cobwebs and what not. I cleaned everything and arranged all the stuff that was there by the wall to create space as I placed my mattress near the dormer window, which is low enough to let me gaze outside even while sitting.

It gives me a beautiful view of the garden, the streets outside the mansion's gate, the mountains and the woods covering the left side of the mansion.

A sigh of longing escaped me as I gaped at the woods.

It's been ten months since my seventeenth birthday but I haven't had a run yet, let alone shift. I never went out there because I was waiting for Kiara to come of age. We've promised to go for our first run together after her seventeenth birthday. 

Pressing a hand on the glass of the window, I stared out there at the woods. 

Woods... I stared at it without a blink.

I spent months waiting for Kiara’s birthday. I was loyal to her. What did she give me though? She accused me for deceiving her and  tossed me in the dungeons, as she went to take her first run with Darci and the others after midnight. 

Kiara carried on with her life like nothing happened whereas my life took a drastic turn after her birthday night.

My wolf was eternally paralyzed within my head. My room was taken away. My freedom was snatched from me. I was demoted to be an omega maid to Kiara. 

Tears blinded my vision again. Why did this happen to me? What did I do to get this? 

Is it always going to be like this? Will I always serve as Kiara's personal maid and endure humiliation and assaults?

Am I ever going to come out of this hell hole of agony? But I did nothing wrong. I wasn't the traitor. It was Ben, Kiara's mate.

More tears oozed out of my eyes because no one is going to believe me. No one is going to even try because he's the future Alpha's mate!

My head felt unbearably heavy and my body was completely drained. I reclined down and closed my eyes.

Although my heart tells me to comitt suicide and end it all for once and for all, I am clinging onto the weak rope of hope that's holding the broken pieces of my heart together. I have a feeling th at one day.... One day someone will come to save me.

My mate... will come to save me.

Tbc…