Her past (3)
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*There may be self-harm in this chapter*
There was a small celebration for my 16th birthday, Persia, Huda, Hati and I.
I loved these girls. They were my best friends and I don't know what I would do without them.
Despite the love for the girls, there was an unmistakable cold feeling in my chest. A cold feeling that made me remember that my parents don't love me, my ex didn't fully love me either, my brother doesn't know me and my old pack didn't care about me.
This feeling had been getting stronger since my ex broke up with me, despite my BFFs' attempts to cheer me up.
It was night and the girls had just gone to their respective rooms. That night I cried myself to sleep. Hating myself.
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---------morning--------------
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I woke up and the first thing I did was grab a vial of wolfsbane and coat a dagger with it. I am immune to these things but that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. I cut deep into my arm and hiss in pain, looking at the cut which disappears at a slower rate than usual thanks to the poison. Then, surprisingly, my wolf took control and made me throw the dagger away. I whimpered and finally realized, I was tired, my eyes grew heavy. I curled up in a ball, shut my eyes and drifted off.
"Hello child." I wake up to a smooth voice. I open my eyes to see myself face to face with a woman with long flowing silver hair and a white dress. The moon goddess.
I quickly kneel, but the goddess laughs and says
"Up child." I scramble up.
"M'lady. what do I owe this pleasure?" When I say this the woman's brow crinkles.
"Call me Selene please." I quickly nod.
"I understand that you don't know what you are doing here child." I nod again.
"Well you are dreaming, I decided that I needed to talk to you, I felt the need to comfort you." she pauses, “And to tell you the truth, I hope you are ready for the pain to come.”
"You have wonderful intuition dear, you were right about your father, he is only upset that he lost his heir." she touches my forehead and a vision floods into my mind.
My father holding his head in his hands whispering.
"What did I do? I threw my only daughter into the dungeons." he looked so distressed, his eyes were bloodshot. He was crying,
"Why did I do that to the next alpha, I'm an idiot."
Somewhere in the distance I hear Selene's smooth voice.
"You believe your mother didn't care? She did. She did so much that she almost rejected your father for getting rid of her only daughter. She almost killed herself." My father slowly fades and in his place my mother appears.
"YOU THREW MY DAUGHTER INTO THE DUNGEONS!" She was screaming at my dad who looked at her sheepishly.
"I would reject you right now if it weren't for the pack." she continues in a cold voice. She sweeps away into the bathroom leaving my father in their room alone. She enters and immediately locks the door.
She rummages around the medicine cabinet and pulls out some pills.
She sobs, collapsing and lying on the ground, her chest heaving. She doesn't open the bottle though.
"I'll never know if she will come back. If she does, she might need me. Believe in your baby girl, she is alive and well. I miss you baby."
"Your brother knows you." my brother comes into view a boy with green eyes and brown hair about 2 years old talking to a picture. In sentences. Full sentences. Weird.
"Dad kinda hates you sis. You know for running away. Mom almost never talks about you. I saw her crying over a picture of you saying that she misses you. I wish I could've met you in real life." I had tears down my face.
"They keep looking for you, even now. Well your mother does, father, not so much.
Mom is in a trance-like state because it was announced that you had really died.
“My baby isn’t dead, I refuse to believe it. It’s all just a lie to get me to stop looking, isn’t it.”
“No! Alice, no.” my father whispers. I gag in disgust as I see the fake tears in his eyes. Although, I could tell, he was worried, perhaps only scared for the mental state of his mate.
"I get it." I whisper to the Moon Goddess as the vision clears up.
"I get it. Please let me go. I have a pack to run." she simply smiles, waves her hand with a shower of sparkles escaping from her fingertips.
I struggle to open my eyes. When I do, I see Persia enter.
Her face lightens up and she gives a little sob. She runs towards me and hugs me.
"I can't believe it. After a year, now you decide to wake up?" It’s been a year? I was so confused. I could've sworn I've been out for a day.
"A year?" I start slowly.
"Yes, a year. You're 17 now. You've been in a coma, something about passing out because of depression. Which, I seriously doubt is a thing." she replies wiping the tears of her face.
"The moon goddess wanted to talk to me." I say quietly and her eyes widen. I retell everything that happened to me. The visions, the truth.
"Wow." Persia was speechless. Suddenly there was a squeal. I turn my head and see Hati at the doorway.
"I got to tell the pack!" She says in excitement and runs away after blowing a kiss in our direction. There was a warm burst in my chest. I realized that it was happiness. I give a small laugh, I was finally happy.
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-----------2 years later----------
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Hati had found her mate, Charles Brown, they were really happy.
One day Hati went out to buy groceries for the pack. When she came back she had a bruise on her arm in the form of a very tight grip her lips were swollen and bleeding a little. I could smell the scent of another man on her. She had been r***d.
I hug her tightly, cooing in her hair, how could this happen. She was one of the strongest.
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----------1 week later--------------
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I could hear Charles howling in pain as he felt his mate dying. I felt a sharp stab in my chest and realized that Hati had really died. Huda looks like she's about to kill someone and Persia winces in pain. Hopefully I can still kill someone without guilt. I've got a man to murder.
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