Father's death

Natalie's POV

“I do not understand what you are saying,” I said to the person over the phone as I rushed out of the house and went straight to my father's house.

I had cried my eyes out even before I got to where my father lay lifeless.

“No, no, no,” I kept murmuring when I saw my father shot in the head with his eyes wide open. I didn't want to believe it, it just had to be a dream. This cannot be real, cold sweat broke out as I stared at the lifeless body in front of me. The same person I saw and laughed with yesterday.

My chest was heaving up and down, heavily, as I slowly made my way to the body on the ground.

“No,” I muttered as I fell down on my knees beside my father. Tears rolled down my eyes, and I bit my lower lip till it bled. Using my shaky hand, I closed his eyes. My hands reached for his cold one, and I looked up and screamed.

“No!”

“This can't be happening to me! No” I cried.

My father is the only family and friend I had left, he was the only reason I was trying to live, to survive. He was killed by my husband and father-in-law” Daddy I called, my voice shaky.

There were few people around as they spoke among themselves. I remained there, not minding anyone, I cried. I wept and fell on my father's bloody body, I shook him and hit him asking him to wake the hell up, but he was gone. He was gone and was killed late at night.

I didn't know how long I remained on the ground close to my father, but I finally stood up after a while. The sun was out. My hair was messy, and my face was swollen from tears and pain. I turned to look at the crowd that was staring at me in pity, and a bitter smile crept into my face.

I made some of the men around carry my father's body to the pack's cemetery and asked that a spot be dug. Buying a casket, I placed my father in it, and laid him to rest.

“Aren't you supposed to let the Alpha know about this first?” Someone asked.

“No” I immediately replied without knowing who it was, and I didn't care to look to see either. I was pained, and I'll make sure the Alpha and his damn son feel the same pain and worse.

“I'll miss you, daddy. And I love you so, so much” I whispered before dropping the flower on the ground.

Even after everyone else had left, I remained there. I could no longer shed tears, even though I wanted to. It looked like it had run dry or was finished.

It was towards the mid-evening that I picked myself up when I felt the rain drizzling. I walked out of the cemetery very slowly.

Alpha Marcus, along with his son, will see hell. They will suffer, I will make sure of it, and I'll ruin them till they wish they were dead.

Now, how do I know they were behind my father's death? When I got home yesterday, I received a beating as usual for stepping out of the house without permission. I tried as much as possible to protect my baby, so I don't lose my new source of joy.

After the beating, they wanted sex. They wanted to rape me. I had run away, refusing them for the first time. I was only protecting my baby, rough sex could kill my child and I didn't want that.

Alpha Marcus had made a statement that night, he had said if I didn't open up for him, he'd make sure to arrange a surprise for me. He killed my father, that was the damn surprise, and I'll make sure to arrange my surprise for him. When I do, he'll wish he had killed me instead.

I didn't care about the rain that had turned heavy, it must have sensed the sorrow and grief in the air.

When I got to the pack house, I marched into the living room,

“Marcus! Jasper!” I yelled.

Husband? Father-in-law? I scoff, never ever again.

“Where the hell are you both?” I yelled when I didn't see them coming

"Where is your Alpha?” I asked when I saw one of the maids who had come to check who was screaming.

“What is wrong with you, Natalie?” She asked in anger, and I turned to glare at her. A small smile creep into my face and I saw her step back a little, so I had to ask again,

“Where the fuck is Marcus and his useless son?”

“He is at the tea house, they are having a meeting there” she replied immediately.

I wasn't in the mood for nonsense, and she could see it. Otherwise, I was no different from them here at home. I was treated as a maid, spoken to and thrust around as one too. Both by the Alpha and his useless son, and also by the maids and slaves in the house.

Without wasting time, I marched out of the pack house and went to the back of it, the tea house, decorated so beautifully with plants and flowers with tables and chairs at each corner of the place.

“Marcus and Jasper!” I yelled before pushing the door open. I didn't care whether the door was frugal or not, I had pushed it so hard that the glass door hit the wall and cracked.

“Marcus and Jasper,” I asked as I marched towards them, ignoring the visitor who was still right there with them

“Are you mad?!?” Jasper asked as he stood to his feet in anger.

“You and your fucking father, here, are the ones that are mad!” I yelled back, shocking the three men, including the one who was seated and didn't care to stand even when the father and son had stood up.