RETURN OF THE WHITE SHE WOLF

ATHENA

The moment I tasted blood in. Just mouth, I knew it wasn't mine.... it was hers.

Standing in the hallway of the Nightwalker Pack hospital, I glared at the bleeding woman in front of me and I couldn't help the immense satisfaction I felt as I stared at the gash on her lip.

An injury I had inflicted on her.

Sebastian's words resounded in my head like a broken record as I glared at her.

"Go donate your plasma to Sienna in the hospital, she needs it."

There was no emotion in his voice.

It wasn't even a request.

It was an order.

Like I was nothing but a mere tool to help his mistress become stronger.

Life in the Nightwalker Pack has been a nightmare for me. Mated to an Alpha who treats me like I was nonexistent and invisible was both heartbreaking and frustrating.

When I was first mated to Sebastian, I had high hopes. I wanted to be happy with my mate. Even if he was an Alpha, I didn't covet the power he wielded. All I wanted was a home where I could be comfortable and happy.

The reality was both sad and unexpected.

My life with Sebastian turned out to be hell.

The only times he ever talked to me were times when he needed me to do something, or abuse me emotionally.

Even worse, he openly flaunted his relationship to this bitch, Sienna.

She was nothing but a weak Omega. Compared to her, I was extremely powerful.

But she was blessed in where I lacked.

She had a family background while I was an orphan. No family name on my back or really any family to speak of.

I was alone.

Sebastian never failed to remind me of that. Sienna never failed to flaunt it in my face. They both made sure I was well aware that I lacked in almost everything that they thrived in.

All I had going for me was my strength and the fact that I was mated to the Alpha.

Now, they were exploiting that strength of mine and that mate bond between me and Sebastian.

Even by Omega standards, Sienna was terribly weak. A better description for her would be sickly.

She was almost always at death's door.

Saving her life meant a steady stream of a powerful werewolf's plasma to be surgically implanted in her to help boost her plasma levels and strength.

By sheer rotten luck for me, I happened to be the most compatible person to donate plasma to Sienna.

In addition to the emotional abuse, that sparked a whole other dimension of torture for me.

Sebastian's laws were absolute and he made it clear that I would dare not disobey him.

I listened.

An action I regret until now.

For the past few years, I've been Sienna's regular plasma donor and I don't even get appreciated for it.

Instead, she mocks me and Sebastian berates me whenever I do even a little thing wrong while donating my own plasma unwillingly.

I had finally reached a breaking point today when the order came as usual.

Once again, Sienna needed my plasma.

Once I got to the hospital, Sienna hurried over to me like she had been waiting.

She had such a bright smile on her face that I would be skeptical if she was actually sick.

"Well, well," she grinned. "Look who's here to save my life again."

"Sienna, let's just get this over with, I have something important to do."

She chuckled at that, her voice like a vulture's screen in my ear.

"What is more important than me, Athena? I am your biggest priority."

I glared at her for a few seconds.

"I am warning you, Sienna. I don't have time for this."

She stepped closer to me.

"Or what?"

I barely let her finish before my palm met her cheek with all the force I could muster.

Considering how powerful I was compared to how weak she was, she was sent to the floor by the force of the slap and she took a second to gather her thoughts before she scrambled away from me, tears in her eyes as well as fear in her expression.

I could perceive the coppery smell of blood in the air and soon saw the bleeding gash on her bottom lip as blood flowed out of it slowly.

The slap has attracted a lot of people including the doctor in charge of her, who stared at us both, stunned.

"Doctor," I turned to him calmly. "Take my plasma and let me get the hell out of this place right now or I'm leaving anyways."

"O-of course," the doctor stuttered as he led me into a ward with equipments and a few nurses already waiting.

Once I changed, I was given an aesthetic which knocked me out while they did the operation.

I was back up in a few hours and despite the doctor's protests, I changed back into my clothes and hurried out of the hospital back to the Pack mansion where I lived with Sebastian.

As expected, he was already home as if expecting me, and he was pissed..

"I guess your bitch already cried to you," I smiled as I strolled in.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing?" He hissed as he rose to his full height of 6'5, towering over my 5'10 frame easily.

I used to be intimidated by this, not anymore.

I glared back at him as I struggled to hold back the tears that were threatening to spill out of my eyes.

"I should be asking you that question," I retorted. "What the fuck do you think of me?"

"You are playing with fire, Athena," he growled. "You will lose-"

"I'm way ahead of you," I said as I cut him off and slammed the divorce papers I had in my back on his chest.

He took it with a puzzled expression and read it.

"Divorce?" He frowned.

"I already signed it," I retorted. "Now, I will be free of you and you will be rid of me."

Choosing to take nothing else but the bag on me, I turned to walk out the door.

Once I read the door, I turned to glared directly at his eyes as he watched me leave.

"This is the last you'll ever see of me, Sebastian. Watch as I rise from your ashes."

I meant every word.

I am never coming back here again.