A year ago...
I had run up the stairs of the house as fast as my legs would carry me, my chest burning from the exertion, knowing that he would be not far behind. If he were to catch me, it would be catastrophic...
But, the second I was inside of my room, I slammed the door shut, praying to the moon goddess and any other available god that I was now safe, and I reached for the lock as I leaned my bruised, aching body against the heavy wood of my bedroom door tryign hard to catch my breath.
With a slight flick of my wrist the door was locked, and I turned to place my back against the firm wood, and slowly slid my frail body along the wood as my body collapsed under me now that I knew that I was safe. Tears spilling from my eyes. Another day of the same thing. Another day of being punished for something I had no control over…
My breathing was erratic as I sobbed. And I waited. Simply waited… For I knew it was coming… This was a sequence that was played over so frequently within my day to day life I could do it on repeat with no need to be present. I knew every thing that would occur, my father was so predictable...
And, just as I knew, it would, it came. Boom. Boom. Boom! There was a hammering on the other side of my door. An angry fist thumping at the heavy wood of my bedroom door. The only thing keeping me safe right now. I reached my hand out to my bed, gripping hold of my pillow as I sretched to reach it. Covering my face with it in order to hide the sounds of my tears, for I knew they only further angered the man on the other side of the door.
The fists slammed into the door once again. Harder this time. Boom. Boom. Boom! “Get back out here, I have not finished with you!” My father yelled angrily. “I did not dismiss you, Mari. Did I say you could walk away? Or should I say run away. Running away like the pathetic and useless piece of shit you are. No daughter of mine. A fucking Beta's daughter? I don't think so. A Beta's daughter would have some damn courage. Where was your courage when you scuttle of all fear and trepidation, huh? Fucking pathetic. That is what you are.”
Fear? He was not wrong. My body trembled in fear. Had done the moment he had begun his rant at me. All over me making his drink incorrectly. And right now, hearing the angry tone of his voice, no matter how many times he may demand it, I had no intention of opening my door to him. I would sit behind the door as long as it took, and could only hope that my brother would be home soon. My Dad would leave me alone then…
I buried my face deeper into the pillow resting upon my knees. My tears being absorbed by the soft fabric. This was a normal day for me. Shocking really, for a daughter of a pack Beta, right? A man you would expect to be an upstanding and decent guy. Well, to everyone else he certainly maintained that façade. But to me… well, I saw the other side of him… and far too often unfortunately. Finding even the slightest fault in the things that I do... giving him the slightest reasoning for becoming angry... and then I was made to suffer...
The suffering was all his way of punishing me. Not for what I did that day. I knew that. I had always known that. No. He was punishing me for something that I had no control over, But, sadly, it was something he would forever hold me accountable for. And, due to that, I would continue to suffer. And that something, was the loss of his mate. Something that could break a werewolf. And it had most certainly broken my father. Or changed him in the least. He had gone from a loving, fun and carefree man, from what I can gather to the withdrawn and introverted man he was now. And I was the cause… or so he said.
And, from a young age, I had been punished for that. Day in, and day out. It was not a life I cherished. And I could not wait until I came of age, and was able to make my escape.
“Do you not hear me, Mari? You know I do not like to be ignored. Perhaps we should looks at doubling your chores as a punishment. So you will show me the respect I fucking deserve and fucking answer me!” My Dad roared through the door, before punching it so hard it shuddered behind me, making a fresh flood of tears spill from my eyes, my arms tightening around the pillow in front of me as I gripped it tightly. I wished I was anywhere but here. I wished there was a way to escape...
I hated this man. A man I should love. My father. Anger lingered within my veins because of him, but the fear was overwhelming, and that became too much. That fear was the consuming emotion that controlled me. Controlled my every action. I knew what this man was capable of. The threats he made… the things he could do… the things that would happen to my brother if I mention any of this… so, instead, I remain silent. Doing as he demands. Allowing him to treat me like a lowly omega. Talking down to me. Criticising me. Treating me like a personal slave. Verbally abusing me... Just silently waiting for the day I come of age. The day I gain my wolf, and the day I can make my plans to escape this hell…
Beta Kian had stalked away without so much as a second glance in my direction after he had given me my warning. A warning that still made little sense. And having watched his back disappear into the distance, I found myself loitering. Unsure where to go and what to do next. An unease had settled over me. And over my wolf...I already did not particularly like the Alpha and Beta of Eldermoon Pack, and had only ever agreed to a business agreement for the potential benefit of the contacts they held. But, there was something about the way that man spoke that made me suspicious. He was dishonest. There was a darkness about him that I could not put my finger upon; and coming from me, a man whom many would consider of great darkness, I had a feeling it was a serious judgement for me to make.We had already been suspicious. That was what had brought us back here to begin with, but Beta Kian's words had only added to it now. Were the two instances linked? That I would not like to say; but ther
I took a gentle walk back toward the packhouse. Not in any real hurry, for I had a feeling that the fucking Alpha was going to do all he could to prove to us that we were the ones at his beck and call. His plan was more than obvious, and that was one where he kept us hanging around. Trying to prove he was the boss. He would learn to regret that. Because the longer he left us sitting around, the more time we had to look into the death of my warrior. And, when I had the evidence I needed, I would be making the fucker pay.But, in order to do that, I also needed to try to get the feeble little she-wolf on side. That was going to take time. Time and effort. Effort I was not entirely sure whether I was ready to put in. It would mean being nice. And it would mean her being around us more than she likely had to be. Yet, if that was going to be our plan, it may well fail, because, so far, at the first chance of a break, she had fled.I did not understand her sudden need to go running home, bu
The second I walked through the door of my family home, he was there. The man I hated most in the world. Moving from the lower step of the staircase where he had been seated, like he had been waiting for me. A bottle by his side. His darkened gaze focused upon me while he moved. A gaze that I was certain there was no longer anything behind. Darkness. Dead. Numbness. No real feeling. No emotions. I swore he was dead inside. A shell of the man he used to be. And that was a terrifying thought. Because a man that was dead inside, in my opinion, had no conscience. My father was certainly starting to prove that...“Nothing is cooking. And the chores are not completed.” He snarled angrily, as he approached. I quickly moved to make a step away from the doorway. I simply nodded, knowing better than to argue with him.The moment I made that move to step by him, he gripped my arm. Intoxicated or not, he still had his rapid reactions, and he was not about to let me walk away from him. He clearly
Hearing Alpha Carter snapping at me that way, like he wondered why I was leaving them alone, had made me feel beyond uncomfortable. I knew I had responsibilities to be there to assist them when needed, but unknown to them, I had responsibilities at home too. And I was still expected to fulfill them regardless of my duties with the pack. So, at any given opportunity, I would take a break and return home to complete chores within my spare time. I planned to get up earlier to make a start, as well as prepare food, and put it into the slow cooker so it would be prepared for my father and my brother upon their arrival home, if I was not back in time. And, I would work late into the night to finish any remaining chores if needed. It would be draining. I would struggle. But, this was not a long-term plan. It was just for the duration of Alpha Carter's visit.I knew that if these things were not done I would be punished worse than usual. Being there to assist a visiting Alpha would not change
The weak girl had taken me back to my room. In her bid to be the overly polite she-wolf she appeared to be, she continued to try to fill the awkward silence by pointing out various features of the packhouse which were en-route. And, in doing so, I do not know if she realized that she had allowed me to build some knowledge within my mind of how to get around her packhouse. Or at least I was able to save the route from my room to the Alpha office. Information now all stored within my memory, and in my mind, that was all I needed.The moment we found ourselves standing awkwardly outside my room, with her eyes looking everywhere but at me, like she was questioning what she should do now, as I refused to head back inside, Mari suggested that we see if Hudson and Sonny would like some coffee. She said she would take us to their lounge area where we could relax and watch TV, or play the games consoles that they had set up there. I had no doubt my friends would appreciate that offer, and, as
I could see irritation flashing in the eyes of my Alpha, and I had to fight hard to hold back the smile wanting to come out as Alpha Carter quite honestly made him look like a fool. I was certain Alpha Carter was enjoying taunting Alpha Aaron. The more I watched him around my Alpha, or listened to him talk about him, the more intrigued I was as to why the Alpha would return here to create any sort of business arrangement with a man he so clearly detested. And one he evidently thought was little more than a fool. It seemed to make so little sense. Alpha Aaron ought to consider himself blessed that our pack was being offered this opportunity, because Alpha Carter and his business prowess were renowned. Other than a few beneficial contacts, I could think of nothing that my pack nor my Alpha had to offer...Darkness passed over the face of Alpha Aaron, so I knew anger was about to be leashed if I lingered much longer. But, Alpha Carter had requested me to accompany him back to hs room, so