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Alexie’s POV

Pak!

My mother’s hand connected with my face, sending an intense pain surging through my flesh.

I stepped back and stood firmly, staring at her with full confidence.

“For twenty years, Alexie, we have all looked forward to this day that Alpha Rafe would crown you as the future Luna and all you could do is humiliate and reject him in public?”

She yelled, anger burning through her mind.

But was that the only thing they saw in the scene or just what they wanted to catch a glimpse of? Didn't they see and hear the part where Skipper is pregnant for Rafe?

Actually, I wasn't surprised at all. My parents would do worse than that because their entire life had been built on sending their daughter off to the Alpha bloodline as a Luna so that their status would be raised from the lowest rank to the highest.

“Your father was promised to be the next training commander, Alexie…”

She fumed, lunging towards me. However, I didn't lift a step, I stayed where I was, waiting for whatever she wanted to do. Besides, I was no longer afraid of anything because the betrayal had taught me a great lesson.

“As far as I know, I am not the only daughter you've got.”

My mum suddenly stopped in her tracks.

“You can send off Kiara to continue from where I stopped since the Alpha bloodline is what you are after!”

“Hey!”

My little sister, Kiara, snapped from the stairs.

“Do not include me in this, Alexie, I am not a drug vessel! By the way, didn't I warn you that Rafe was only using you?”

Of course she did, but what did my parents do? They punished her for telling me the truth. Now I was paying the price of being stupid.

She walked past me, hissing loudly.

“Deal with your pain alone, sister!”

Mum grabbed my hand fiercely, her grip burning my flesh.

“You are a disgrace to this Family, Alexie. Because of you, your father is on the sick bed right now. And you know what? He wants me to deliver this important message to you.”

She released my hand, picked up a paper on the desk, and flashed it in my face.

“This is proof that you belong to this family but from today…”

She tore it into pieces then tossed them on my face.

“You are no longer our daughter! Go find another parent! Or go apologize to Rafe and we will consider you again!”

My heart ceased beating for a second and my entire body froze in shock. I never saw that coming. I didn't know they would do that to me.

After everything I had done for them? After all the years of listening and doing all they wanted? Just because I rejected Rafe, they want nothing to do with me again.

Well, no problem with that. The world is big enough to accommodate everyone. If their wish is to cut ties with me, then it is welcome.

A subtle smile tugged at my lips as I collected myself.

“Thank you for all you've done for me, Mum, but even in my next life, I will never apologise to Rafe. So…”

I bent over and picked up the luggage that she had thrown at me earlier on.

“Goodbye.”

As I found my way out of the house that was once my home, a place that felt like heaven, a place that was filled with love, care, and support, tears streamed down my face.

I was deeply disappointed in my parents for choosing that cruel way to punish me. Weren't they the ones who had promised to love me until they ceased to breathe? Weren't they the ones who had showered me with love and affection?

So those were all because I would become the Pack’s Luna someday and their status would be elevated.

As I walked through the busy street unsure of where I was going, whispers fell on my back. Whispers audible enough for my ears not to miss.

“Look how pathetic she is…”

“Alpha Rafe would have made a terrible mistake making her our Luna.”

“She should be grateful that the Alpha’s family welcomed her. Who is she? Just a weak Omega who shouldn't have a place in this pack in the first place.”

“I wish the Alpha would banish her entire family from stepping foot into this pack.”

“Thank goodness he crowned Miss Skipper as the future Luna before leaving the grand hall, she is more fit than this thing over here.”

I swallowed the lump in my throat and waved down a taxi to get away from the mockery and cruel words.

“Where to?”

The driver asked but I had no idea. I just wanted to get out of there, to leave the pack and go somewhere that would be safe for me.

“The train station.”

I finally said after a thorough thought about it. And as the taxi drove away, I rubbed my belly, sighing deeply.

No matter what, I must make it in life, give my baby a happy life, and live the life I have always imagined.

Rafe or no Rafe, I must win and when he comes begging, I would make sure to give him the taste of his own medicine.