Untame my wolf, Lucian

Chapter 2

Chapter two-Today i become rogue

Damia’s POV

Bargaining.

Third stage of grief.

For the first time in my life, I lost to my younger sister and it was not just any fight, it was the fight of my life.

The fight that was going to give me my dream life.

I sneaked away from the Hound Arena, hiding my face behind the bleachers.

The house was empty, everyone had left to celebrate the daughter that brought home the glory.

I brought them shame and disappointment and it was something that I was not ready to live with. Not now or ever.

I slumped on my bed, kicking off my shoes and throwing my jacket to one side, it was not lucky after all.

“What if I asked for a rematch?”

“Since we were sisters we can share duties right?”

“What if we start something new, encouraging two Alpha Females?”

I was being delusional and it was mainly because I could not fathom all of these.

With swamps of tears in my eyes, I closed my eyes and fell asleep, hopefully this was a nightmare.

“Damia! Damia! Damia!”

I was in and out of it but I would recognize that voice anywhere.

It was my father, Pryntar.

I rubbed myebeys gently, opening them up and getting up slowly from the bed.

I was disgusted by the pool of tears that my body was soaked in…I actually cried in a river.

“Yes dad…”

I replied faintly but I knew he heard me from whatever distance. Wolves had an amazing sense of hearing.

He barged into my room, my eyes almost blinding from the glittering tuxedo he wore and the jewelries that adorned his being.

I was not in a good mood but his outfit made me burst into laughter.

“Where have you been? We have been looking for you all over the hound arena for pictures.”

I wheezed, using my hands to cover my face and possibly hide the laugh that was about to escape from my mouth.

“Dad, why are you dressed like a disco ball?”

He looked at me in confusion and it even made him look funnier, i coughed out a laugh and the laugh was so hard that a tear came out of my eyes.

“I should be asking the questions here. Why were you crying?”

My mood snapped and went back to default. My dad is not the one to ever notice things and I was shocked he noticed my puffy face and dried tears.

“I-i was not crying.”

I sniffed and cleaned my face.

“Stop lying to your father, Damia, I know what you look like when you cry. Is it because your sister won?”

He raised his eyebrows on me, like he was shocked.

Razzle dazzle.

“I have been dreaming about this day my entire life, dad. Now my sister gets the glory. How do you expect me to feel? Happy?”

The last part came out very sarcastic.

“You have to be happy for your sister. She deserved it too.”

“I know but I thought maybe I would be the next Alpha Female.”

“It does not matter-you will still be Beta to her, second in command and -“

I cut him off.

“I cannot be second in command to my younger sister.”

I shrugged and drank from the bottle water on my desk:

“Is this pride or hatred?”

I rolled my eyes on my father.”

“You can call it any one of the seven deadly sins. I do not care.”

I grabbed my hair with my claws and screamed at the top of my lungs.

“Does anyone even care about me in this family?”

My father moved closer to me, hugging me tightly and squeezing me.

“Calm down daughter, don’t let this get to you. You are still amazing and fruitful whether as an Alpha or Beta. We have a party now at the auditorium and we are expecting you.”

A party already? Feels like no one even considered my feelings or have any reason to validate it.

“I am not coming.”

“You are coming. Your husband,Tyvon, is waiting for you there too.”

He mentioned my weakness. The man who stole my heart and always made my wolf weak.

“Tyvon?”

“Yeah. Wear something flashy.”

With those words, he clicked his shoes on my hard mahogany flor and left me.

I sighed and went to my closet to change into something nice for a party.

My jaw dropped when I entered our Auditorium. It looked like the party had been planned for months or even years if I am not exaggerating.

There was a huge congratulations banner with my sister’s face and the alpha title written with her name on it.

There were cubs performing dance, songs and showing off their talents on the stage.

Pack members were trooping in and out, eating and drinking in merriment.

I managed to push through, looking for Tyvon.

There was no sign of him but I met my mom on the table where the punch was, talking and laughing with her friends.

“Hey mom, have you seen Tyvon?”

“Yeah, I think he went to his room.”

“Okay, thank you.”

I pushed through again through the crowd and took the elevator that led to Tyvon’s chambers.

The elevator door opened and my wolf senses tinged.

I was hearing loud thrusting sounds, skin to skin and I immediately knew it was s*x.

My heart started racing as I started climbing the staircase leading to his room.

“Yes baby! f**k me harder! Argh! Faster!”

The female voice was familiar but I did not want to accept what I was thinking.

The condensation of tears was already filling up my eyes and I could not see anything.

“Kira, you have the best p***y in the world.”

I barged into the room and froze. It was my sister and my husband having rough s*x on the day that I lost the greatest match of my life.

Kira did not say anything, just stood up and went to the bathroom.

Tyvon looked shameful and he opened his mouth to talk.

“I don’t want to hear it.”

I held my mouth, holding in the tears and running, as fast as my legs could carry me.

I ran away from my family, my pack and deep into the woods.

I ran till I was where no one would see me. I ran till i was no longer a member of Blackscar pack.