What have I done to the moon goddess to deserve such a trouble magnet like you" my stepmom suddenly spoke up
"It's not your curse my love. She is mine. My curse was given to me by her worthless mother" I let my teardrop to the ground as he mentioned my mother with a disgusted voice
I sighed helplessly before getting off the floor, I stood up once more with my head bowed and fixated on the ground five meters away from me.
"Where were you last night?" Father asked in a rather calm tone. But I had no reply, I thought of telling him I had slept off at a friend's place but he knew I had no friends, in and out of this pack.
"Didn't you hear me? I asked you a question!" He yelled
"Oh my God Father, do you smell that? She has a male scent on her and even alcohol" I heard Patricia say to him and met her gaze, she immediately hid behind her mother after sending me a message through her eyes.
"Where were you?"
"Why do you ask that? Isn't it obvious? She must've gone clubbing with that boy toy of her's and they must have gone wilder than they should've" Stepmom piped in and her daughter decided to add fuel to the already blazing fire in my father's eyes.
"It can't be Fredrick's mother. That isn't Fredrick's scent, she was most definitely with some other random guy she met at a pub or something" she blabbed.
"How do you know Fredrick's scent?" Stepmom asked her daughter and I heard Patricia find it hard to make out a word. In the end, her mother stopped questioning her and returned her gaze to me. They said more mean and hurtful words to me but they all meant nothing to me. I had something more important to worry about and that was my predicament.
After the long hour of humiliation and abuse given to me by the leading family of my pack, I slowly went to my room which is located in the slave quarters in the Alpha's mansion. I remembered when I was newly forced to live here and how cold the nights were, I remembered being disgusted by the washroom and how I had to eat leftovers. But now as I grew older, I had changed the guestroom and now it had become my little home here. It was the start of my big plans for my future which I had nicknamed, My Big American Dream.
I walked up to the door and I opened the doors and closed it behind me. I immediately slumped to the ground and cried my eyes out, I was returning to a life I could never walk out of. I couldn't believe I was now left all alone without Fredrick's love and support. It's impossible to hide the truth about what happened last night from my father because he is the Alpha. One way or the other, he was most definitely not going to rest until he finds out what exactly had happened last night. There was already a huge chance of them finding out, because of Patricia and her big deceiving mouth. I can only be able to hide it for a while, but once the truth is out in the open, it's game over for me and I knew the Alpha would cast me out of the pack. I knew what I had to do, but do I have the morale to do it?
After crying and crying for hours, I got off the floor and took a long shower. I made sure to scrub up every inch of my skin that I felt was irritatingly itchy and dirty after being touched by that man. I started by soaking my hair and my neck arousing every one of the fibers in my body all at once.
Deciding to shave, and using the mechanical razor blade I had bought that sat on a shampoo holder, I annihilated all the miniature nubs of hair from my legs by running the blade gently over my soft skin.
After carefully shaving the other parts of my body, I progressed to my hair, lathering shampoo onto it and massaging the cool liquid into my blonde tendrils. Once I was satisfied with the number of times I had run my fingers through my hair, I rinsed off the shampoo foam and repeated the process with a hair conditioner, making sure to take my time to massage it onto my scalp.
Then my favorite part of the shower came- I cleansed my body, the soap foaming over every inch of my skin.
As I ran my hands up and down my body, lathering my skin and spreading the lavender-scented soap all over myself, I recalled what Patricia had said to me yesterday after I had found out about her sexcapades with Fredrick and how she abandoned me when I needed her the most. I also thought back to how Fredrick hadn't even bothered to call or text me to explain or apologize for putting me through all that I had been through. Didn't he care about my feelings or how I would cope with the fact that I had been betrayed by my sister and my boyfriend? He knew just how much he meant to me. He wasn't just my boyfriend, he was also my best friend and he made me feel so safe and protected that I lost my ground and let myself fall madly in love with him. Didn't he know that? I find it so hard to stop thinking about it. I wondered what exactly had gone through their minds when they performed the deed. Didn't they for once think of how much it would hurt my feelings? My throat hurts so bad as I remembered them and I decided to stop thinking about it.
I released a breath I hadn't realized I had been holding, and after standing in the shower for a few more minutes to wash off the soap, I abruptly twisted the knob, turned the water off, and stepped out of the bathroom.