Natasha
"Rape?!" He pretended to sound surprised and he scoffed.
"Rape you?! How would I touch a crazy girl like you. Even when I was drugged, your seduction didn't move me!" He yelled at me and I saw some people nodding in support of him.
"He's lying. He raped me last night. I swear on my mother's grave!" I screamed desperately and I coughed as I felt my throat hurt.
"Don't you dare mention your mother's name for such a shameful act!" My father yelled at me and I felt my heart ache as I saw that he didn't believe me. No one believed me.
I looked at Alpha Jack and I couldn't explain how painful it was to see him looking at me with a slightly raised eyebrow and a look of disappoinment.
"But I'm saying the truth. He was drunk and he raped me!" I cried and tears began to flow down my cheeks.
"You lying slut! You tore your clothes to seduce me. You tore mine too and I had to knock you out to get away!" The man yelled, pointing at me!
"I was not in my right state so I passed out too!" He added and I looked at everyone whispering to themselves and looking at me in disgust.
Nobody believed me. I've lost all the dignity I had left, my father probably sees me as a disgrace to his name and most of all, Alpha Jack who I looked up to probably saw me as a cehap slut.
I couldn't take all of this and I felt like screaming, but my throat wouldn't let me. I felt weak all of a sudden and my legs gave way, unable to bear the burden of my body any longer.
As I fell to the floor, I felt a strong hand grab me and I blinked multiple times before seeing that it was Alpha Jack who caught me and prevented me from falling.
His face was the last thing I saw as I went dizzy and lost consciousness.
***
I jerked up as I felt a heavy downpour of water on my face. I opened my eyes and used my hand to wipe my face so I see clearly.
I looked up to see my dad and my sister standing in front and glaring at me.
I pushed my soaked hair to my back and gulped nervously.
"You slut! You're a disgrace to this family!" My father bellowed angrily and I tried to move back, but my back touched the head board of the bed I was sitting on.
My dad dropped the bucket in his hand and he moved closer the bed. My heart raced as I was scared.
"Dad, you have to believe me. I didn't seduce me. He raped me," I cried and shook my head, but he didn't look a bit convinced.
"Don't you dare call me your dad again!" He barked loudly at me and I flinched.
"You don't deserve to bear my name. You're a disgrace and a shameless slut!" He seethed, pointing his finger at me.
"So shameless," Alyssa finally spoke in her sharp voice.
"I can't believe you would stoop so low to seduce a mere prison keeper," she said in disgust and the next moment she was smirking.
"Kidding. I always knew you were a worthless bitch!" She smirked and shook her head, her expression once again changing suddenly.
"And now you have brought shame to this family. This shameful act is going to affect dad now." She pouted and placed her hand on dad's shoulder.
"And I'm going to going to teach you a lesson because of that," My father seethed and Alyssa who was standing behind him smiled slyly, taking her hand off his shoulder.
I watched in fear as my father reached for his belt and as he opened the buckle, he swiftly pulled it out.
"Dad please," I cried and tried to climb down from the other side of the bed, but Alyssa quickly moved to that side, blocking my way.
"You couldn't even think that I was the Beta of the pack and the effects it would have before considering such disgraceful act!" His eyes was filled with anger and he voice echoed around.
"I didn't do it. Dad believe me!" I cried.
"Don't call me your dad!" He yelled and he suddenly hit me with the belt. I quickly raised my hand up to protect my face and I cried loudly as the belt landed on my hand, the leather lashing my skin.
"I didn't seduce him. He raped me," I cried, the belt causing a stinging pain on my hand.
Immediately, he hit me with the belt again and I screamed in pain again as I felt the leather bruise my skin.
"I'm gonna teach you a lesson!" He hit me with the belt again and I screamed as he kept hitting me.
As he kept hitting me, I did all I could to protect my face and I moved from one side of the bed to the other.
Before I could recover from one hit, he hit me all over again and the pain was unbearable.
After what seemed like forever, he finally stopped, staring at me angrily with his chest rising and falling.
"This is not over," he threatened and I cried as I attended to the bruises on my skin, a new one stinging me and drawing my attention every second.
I watched as my dad and Alyssa walked out of the room and I cried, feeling physical pain and hurt.
I remained on the bed, drenched and in pain and I continued crying on and on till I fell asleep.