Now what?

Where it all Began

Angelica’s POV:

Blood.

There is blood everywhere.

I don’t know if any of it is mine. I don’t feel hurt. But with the weight of this person, this…body on me. I don’t know.

I know that I’m starting to struggle to breathe. And my cries for help are starting to get weaker, quieter. Where did Max go? He promised me he’d be right back. That Calvin would watch me until he was back. Why would my brother lie to me? Why would he leave me with Calvin? What did I do to make Calvin so angry? And what happened when my body froze and stopped fighting him off? What happened when my eyes closed?

I can’t close them now. I know if I do they will not open again.

“Max?” I try again, although it sounds much weaker than I meant for it too.

I can feel the strain of my lungs as my ribs, being caved in under the weight of Calvin, begin to press against them.

And then.. Agony. Complete agony is all I feel as I finally find my voice in a piercing scream that hurts even my own ears.

One of my ribs have broken. And with the blood now pooling my mouth and the inability to breathe creeping up on me, I assume it has pierced my lung.

I’m going to die. Why did I freeze? Maybe if I kept fighting I would’ve survived.

Suddenly everything grows darker. The weight of Calvin feels much lighter. And the pain of my rib is fading.

‘At least I wont die in pain’ I think bitterly as I slowly let my eyelids cover my eyes from the horror of the situation I am in.

…

“It’s been days father. Almost a week. If she is not dead why are her eyes not open and her mouth moving to EXPLAIN HERSELF!?” I hear very muffled shouting beside me. Or outside the door. I cannot tell. All I know is everything hurts. Something is in my nose and another thing down my throat. I try to swallow only to begin choking. And after what felt like hours of trying, my eyes finally shoot open. The first thing I see through my blurry vision is a multitude of doctors and nurses surrounding me and then nothing is in my throat anymore.

“Here darling. Drink as slow as you can.” I am advised by a slender tall middle aged blonde woman with nothing but peace labeling her features. Doing as I am told I very slowly drink the water she offers to me.

When I’m finished I take a moment to look around. I’m in the pack hospital. That is what that wretched beeping sound was. However I am in the prisoner suite. Continuing to look around, trying to ignore the anxious feeling creeping up my gut, I see Max. Along with my mother Angeline, my father Nathan and my father’s Beta Anthony. Prying my eyes away from their very fake smiles at me I also notice Eva. Calvin’s Mate. Trying to push myself up I finally look down at myself. My skin is pale. There is bruising all over my arms and a very nasty looking bruise of a handprint on my upper thighs. Reaching for the blanket on the hospital bed pooled at my feet I finally notice something that makes my stomach drop. Chains.

Hissing at the burning the Wolfsbane laced chains offers me I look to my family with wide eyes. Opening my mouth to speak I do not have a chance to get the question out before my soul and heart are ripped out at the same time, times three.

“We the direct Alpha family of Full Moon pack: Maxwell Reed, Angeline Reed, and Nathan Reed Reject and renounce you as our daughter, sister, and packmate.” they all say in sync.

Toppling over I ignore the burning of the chains as my nails begin to rip away at the skin above my heart, trying to get to it to ease the pain. Screaming in agony, tears cloud my vision but I still feel my father’s imposing aura as he saunters beside me. Placing a hand on my head he pushes my head to the side revealing my pack mark in the crevice between my shoulder and neck. Two crescent moons put together with the oval amulet my kind worships as the heat of the moon goddess.

Finding the courage I blinked away the tears and lift my head to hold his gaze as his claws elongate and rip at my mark until he deems it unrecognizable enough. Ignoring my screams to stop, my begs for mercy, my father goes on to say:

“Angelica Reed you are denounced from the Full Moon pack and will furthermore be punished to life as a rogue for the murder of Calvin Hashaw. Mate, Father, and best friend to many. Myself included. You have until sundown to collect your things and rid yourself of my pack or my warriors will slaughter you in the name of rogue invasion.” He states in his alpha tone as another string of cries and screams leave my mouth as the pain of not only my family link but my link with my pack is severed. Ever so slightly my scent changes, turning from honey covered daisies to rotting daisies.

I am a rogue. What have I done? I don’t understand!

“Daddy!” I say weakly only to be cut off by a slap to the face and claws around my neck.

Staring in astonishment I look at the man I held dear to my heart as my father looking at me with nothing but distain as his claws begin to break through the skin on my neck.

“Never again in your life will you use that filthy tongue of yours to address me by that name. Do you understand me? You are dead. Leave my pack before I kill you myself.” He all but growls at me.

Within moments I am left completely alone. The chains removed, and discarded. No one meeting my eyes as if acknowledging my presence is too disgusting to bare.

Leaving the hospital I make my way to what used to be home, feeling the stare of my pack members or ex pack members as they begin to recognize the scent of a fresh rogue coming from me. I must hurry, before I don’t make it out.

Making it to the house my things are already outside.

Grabbing the suitcase they provided I turn to begin my journey to the pack boarders. Tears I don’t have, threatening to spill. Only to be met by a wall.

Looking up and seeing the anger in their eyes the tears I thought were gone come rushing.

“Max” I say so quiet if he had been human he would’ve missed it.

“I don’t want to prolong your existence in this pack much longer, but I need to know why?” he says, disgust littering his features.

“Why what?” I say, genuine confusion momentarily eating up my sadness.

“Why’d you kill him. How’d you kill him? He was our uncle. Dad’s best friend. Was it because he wouldn’t f**k you?” He shouts so loud some of the pack begins to made a circle, watching the spectacle.

“What!” I say in shock.

“Do you have your wolf? Because he died by getting his heart clawed open. and we found you with him on top of you. His belt undone, pants down, and you with no panties. Are you that much of a w***e?” he spits.

“No. I- Max I didn’t. I wouldn’t. Wait what?” I stuttered out.

“Leave.” He commands.

“Max, please. Buba don’t do this to me.” I begin to plead.

“Get the f**k out!” He screams grabbing my hair and-