"Do you even know how much shame you put our family into because you mindlessly went out there and demanded the son of the Alpha to mark you?!" My father continued, his face turning red from anger and the beer in his hand. "Did you actually think that a worthless woman like you would be enough for him? Look! He's already mated with someone who is so much better than you."
At first, I wasn't going to do anything. I didn't want to worsen the situation by talking back to my father. But hearing him say that a human was much better than me, I couldn't stop myself from glaring at him.
"Did I ever wish to be born without a wolf? I didn't. I never did. I was born this way so why can't everyone just accept that!" I pushed him away. He stumbled a few steps backward and before he could grab me again and slap me, I slipped inside the house and locked the door to my room.
"Open the door, you mutt!" my father pounded against the door.
I covered my head with a pillow, trying to mute the loud rapping sounds of my father's fists banging against the door. I knew I could've run towards the forest and be surrounded by tall trees, but that would expose me to other pack members who are taking their night trip to the forest, and if I did run away, my father would chase after me. Then, he would drag me across the field for everyone to see.
I couldn't take anymore humiliation than what I was subjected to today. So, I buried my face into my sheets and let my tears soak into it.
After a minute, my father finally stopped. He couldn't continue banging his fists against the door. He knew he would have to pay for the repairs of a new door, and money was something our family was lacking for years because of his gambling habits.
My father might disagree, but he preferred to think that we still had enough money to keep feeding our family of three. Born from a wealthy family, my father had his entire life given to him in a beautifully wrapped present. His parents donated enough money to support the pack in the past when the previous Alpha was struggling to keep our pack's territory from the other Alphas eyeing it.
And in return, the previous Alpha gave my grandparents a few acres of lands to his name. Now that they were long dead, you would have thought that we shouldn't be struggling with money since we could use that land and sell it. But my father already burned through them.
He used them as payment whenever he lost a game. And in less than ten years, all the money and lands that were under my father's name vanished into thin air before his daughters could put good use on them.
When I finally got the silence that I so longed for, I didn't stop the tears I failed trying to hold back in front of my father. I gasped for air, trying to not scream and destroy the silence I deserved after what happened in the pack center. I tasted how sour my tears were, felt my heart tightening, and allowing myself to cry for my wolf for losing her mate before she could reveal herself and claim what's hers.
"Why? Why does it have to be me?" I heard myself whimper as the scene of Liam moving to take Avery into his arms kept playing in my eyes. The words he said in front of the entire pack pierced my heart.
It wasn't until after I heard my sister calling my name outside my room that I realized I cried myself to sleep.
"Sis? Are you there? Please answer me." Isabelle said outside the door.
I shifted in my bed groggily and tiredly sat up. I didn't want to answer, but I was worried my sister might panic and call for help from the pack, saving myself from furthering the shame I already caused to myself.
"Just a second. I need to change." I stood up from my bed and started to walk towards the closest. Then, I took off the shirt I was wearing and put on a new one. The sweat and tears that got absorbed by my shirt made me feel horrible.
I opened the door and asked, "What's wrong?".
"I'm only checking if you're alright." Her eyes widened at the sight of me. I must have looked like a mess. She paused for a second before she said, "I'm sorry for what happened.:
I shook my head. "Why would you apologize for something you didn't do?" Then, I stopped and couldn't stop the laugh bubbling from me as soon as I realized something. "Oh, right. You're best friends with Avery."
Ever since Avery returned in the Crimson Pack, she instantly became the crowd favorite. Like glue, they were attracted to her amiable personality and beautiful appearance. Even my sister became one of her best friends in the pack.
Last week, Isabelle picked a fight with me because I told Avery she should stay away from Liam. That no matter what she did, she could never get past our bond as mates. I knew I was being bitchy about her staying in our territory, but who wouldn't anyway?
She was all over my mate and now, she completely took him away from me.
"So much for our sisterly love, Belle." I walked away from her, not wanting to spare her another glance.
"Did you think I wanted this to happen to you?" She took hold of my arm and made me turn around. "Lizzie, you know that is not true!
"I know." I gritted my teeth and forced myself to meet her gaze. "We're the same. We didn't want this to happen. But unlike you, I did my best to stop this from happening."
Shrugging her hand off my arm, I walked down the stairs and didn't look back. I didn't dare to look and see the face of my sister, who looked just like our mother.
Her green eyes that sparkled like the purest emerald you could ever mine in the world, and with her dark hair, Isabelle did not only inherit our mother's beauty. She also got her charm. If she wanted, she could make any man kneel before her and ask her what she wanted him to do just to get her to smile.
And unfortunately, I was the opposite of her. My blue eyes were the only thing that I had in similarity with my father. My hair, however, was lighter. Many shades too light and it would be blinding. But I'd like to think of it the way my mother described it: like moonlight, soft and silver.
Maybe if I was a little prettier like my younger sister, Liam wouldn't have left me for another.