Chapter Two: Sofia’s pain. ( This chapter contains physical abuse).
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Sofia pov.
I was in a deep sleep when icy water splashed on my face, jolting me awake. Disoriented and panicked, I struggled to process the chaos around me. A stinging slap snapped my head to the side, and Vanessa's venomous voice pierced my eardrums, 'I told you to iron my dress, but you burnt it, you useless, worthless omega!'
Two pairs of hands yanked me up, forcing me to my knees. Trembling, I stammered, 'V-Vanessa, I didn't burn your dress... I ironed it and put it on the bed like you asked...' But she was beyond reason, her face twisted in rage. 'You're calling me a liar? See this? This dress costs Three hundred dollars and you've ruined it! I will make you pay for this.
Her friends, Rachel and Tiffany, chimed in, mocking me as a 'weak omega' who couldn't even iron a dress. Vanessa's eyes blazed, 'Drag her out!'
They hauled me to the abandoned park basement, a place where nobody comes to. The three of them circled me, their words a toxic mix of insults and threats. Another slap and hard kick to my stomach sent me reeling, and I stumbled, my vision blurring.
'Moon Goddess please help me out this time, i can’t die just few days to my birthday. I've been walking on eggshells for as long as I can remember, trying to avoid the toxic wrath of my own sister.
I looked up, my eyes meeting Vanessa's cold gaze. 'Why, Vanessa? Why do you hate me so much?' My voice was barely above a whisper, but the words hung in the air.
Vanessa sneered, her face twisting in disgust. 'You're a waste, Sofia. You brought shame to our family the day you were born. Why should I like you?'
Her words cut deep, but I needed to understand. 'I'm your younger sister. We're supposed to love and protect each other.'
Vanessa's laughter was like ice. 'Love you? You embarrass me. I'm ashamed of you. I wish our parents had gotten rid of you when they had the chance.'
Her words stung, but I knew they were rooted in something deeper. 'Grandma loved you because you were a weak omega,Vanessa spat. 'She favored you, left everything to you... and nothing for me she didn’t even consider me her granddaughter.
A cold smile spread across her face. 'I'll make sure you don't inherit a thing. and send you to go live with our grandmother in hell today, and don't expect anyone to save you.
Moon Goddess please help me.
As I struggled to get up, a baseball bat hovered above me, Vanessa's face twisted in a snarl. But just as she swung, a thunderous growl echoed through the doorway.
Damian pov:
As I settled into the backseat of the car, the familiar landscape of the werewolf kingdom gave way to the winding roads leading back to Blackwood Park, my ancestral home. As the future alpha, I've been traveling the realms, learning, training, and forging alliances with Josh and Mark, my future beta and gamma.
The kingdoms we've visited have been welcoming, Vampire Kingdom Vamporamin, Witch Kingdom Mysticlandmin,Fairy Kingdom Fleuria,Dragon Kingdom Ignis,Troll Kingdom Kragnir,Shifter Kingdom Versatia, Bear Kingdom Ursaval, elves kingdom Elvern. The warm hospitality was amazing. We've been granted access to all these territories and shared knowledge, thanks to Blackwood's reputation for transparency and loyalty. As one of the royal parks, we're next in line to rule the werewolves kingdom if anything should happen to the current king and his bloodline.
I'm Damian Blackwood, future alpha of Blackwood Park, a name that commands respect across the supernatural territories. Our pack's reputation for transparency and loyalty has earned us access to even the most guarded realms.
We could've flown back to Blackwood territory on the private jet, but the guys and I decided to make it a road trip instead. Just the five of us - Josh, Mark, Philip, Martins, and me, Philip and Martins being the two park warriors who escorted us throughout our journey. We decided to savor the freedom, knowing that once we set foot back in the park territory, it'd be all business.
My dad's not showing any signs of stepping down, and I'm not complaining. At ninety, he looks like he's in his mid-twenties, Supernatural's age differently, and once we hit twenty-five, we stop aging.
Dad met Mom when he was already in his sixties, and they decided to have just me for now. To be precise, they're not planning on stopping at just me, they plan on having more kids later, but for now, they're good with just having me. No pressure, no rush. The alpha position can wait; it's not like I'm in a hurry to take the reins.
As we drove,I felt a familiar ache in my chest, a sharp stab that felt like my heart was being squeezed. Josh noticed it immediately, 'Hey, Damian, the pain again?'
I nodded, gritting my teeth as it intensified. Mark chimed in, 'Your parents are fine . It's not them so what exactly is causing the pain? Because the only time we get this kind of pain is if our loved ones are hurting.
Josh's eyes narrowed, 'Have you found your mate without telling us? Or knowing?
I scoffed, 'No, I would know if I found my mate.'
Mark countered, 'Not necessarily. Maybe you've met her, but she's not come of age yet. but you might have touched her and made eye contact with her. That's why you're feeling this pain.she’s probably in pain or something.
The thought sent a growl rumbling through my chest. 'If someone's hurting her...'
The pain surged again, and I gasped, my vision blurring. The last thing I heard was Josh asking, 'What's going on?' before everything went black."
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