Chapter 3
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/-Red-/
What have I done?
My chest tightened in panic. Why was I outside the pack house naked and covered with paint?
Where are my friends?
I heard a groan beside me. Most of them were trying to regain consciousness. The only difference between me and them was that they were fully clothed and definitely not covered in paint.
The migraine wasn't helping my situation.
“Red…” one of the girls called dizzily and quickly wrapped my hands around myself to conceal my nakedness.
“Red!” I heard a firmer voice this time. Deep and furious. It sounded so much like my father's. When I looked up, my heart stopped.
It wasn't just my father present, but most of the pack members were present too. I wanted to sink into the floor and remain buried forever.
“How could you!” He growled, his disappointment evident. I whimpered as shame clung to me like a second skin.
Tears stung my eyes as I heard the whispers. Even my friends, who were now fully conscious, were surprised by my present state. My clothes were nowhere in sight and I had wh*re-painted all over me.
I would give anything for the goddess to save me from this humiliation.
“Will you get off that floor and get in here? Do you think we are enjoying the view?” He snapped, and I scurried off the floor, dashing into the house without looking back, making contact with anyone.
I ignored the whispers and made for my room. As soon as I was behind the door, I broke down. Tears of confusion, shame, and anger flowed down my cheeks.
My instincts warned me against going to that party, but my friends insisted and somehow we ended up drunk. I raked my brain trying to remember what happened after that but nothing came to mind.
How I ended up in that state is still a mystery.
After spending hours in the tub, scrubbing off the paint, my father summoned me. I didn't know how to face him or any of the pack members at that time, but I couldn't keep him waiting.
Swallowing nervously, I made my way downstairs, avoiding as much eye contact as possible. My friends were already standing in a line, looking remorseful.
They should! This was all their fault after all.
My anger melted when I met my father's raging expression.
“F-Father you…”
“Explain this!” He interrupted, turning the system towards me.
‘Can you tell them what you'll be playing tonight?’
My stomach twisted into a knot.
‘I’ll be your wh*re tonight’
My face paled out as I recognized the man on the screen. Oh, goddess! I'm dead.
My heart was racing at an unusual race as I watched everything. Right from when he began spraying till when he penetrated me. My father smashed the system against the wall in anger.
Tears were already leaking from my eyes. How could I have been so careless and stupid? How did I even end up in his bed? Did he capture me? Was he at the party?
I had so many questions.
“We are still waiting for an explanation!” I was startled by my father's furious tone. How do you explain something you know nothing about?
All I knew was that I slept with my father's sworn enemy.
“We… We went through the underground tunnel…”
“What?!”
“We're so sorry, Alpha. We were drunk and stupid and didn't know what we were doing. We thought we could explore, then we got caught, and then they let us go. We didn't even know they had Red. We thought she had escaped because she wasn't in the cell with us,” Lily, one of my friends, apologized.
It felt like my world was crumbling down.
“I'm sorry we dragged Red into this. It's just that she's always in her room, reading or sleeping, and we thought it was okay to take her out for a little fun. We didn't expect it to end this way.”
Apologies were nothing when the damage had already been done. At least I wasn't being blamed anymore, but it didn't remove the shame.
My father swore to retaliate. He had my friends punished, of course, and banned me from leaving the pack house.
Heavens knew I didn't even plan to leave my room until I started seeing the signs.
I got dizzy real quick, at some point my body would pick up a random fever. I lost my appetite, threw up unnecessarily, and felt inexplicably tired.
I already had an idea of what to expect, but I didn't want to believe that one stupid mistake would ruin my life like this. I kept it secret, away from everyone, including my mom.
I snuck into my mother's room and stole a pregnancy kit.
“Please let this be my crazy imagination. Don't let this happen to me please,” I prayed silently as I peed on it.
My heart broke when I saw the results. Two red lines.
I burst into tears. How do I even begin to explain this? That I listened to my friends and attended a party only to end up in a man's bed?
Not just any man, but the Alpha of a rival pack. One who already had a Luna!
Oh, goddess! What do I do? I cannot live with this shame. My father will never forgive me.
I cannot have this child.
A knock interrupted my thoughts and I quickly hid the kit. I fixed my face and stepped out of the bathroom.
“Red?”
My hands froze around the handle. What are the possibilities that your mother will show up at a time when you're confused, weak, and very pregnant?
The goddess had to be messing with me. She couldn't even give me one day to collect my thoughts. Make a decision?
“Open up, I know you're in there,” she continued knocking.
I opened the door, and she stared squarely at me. I expected her to ask me what took me so long to get to the door, but she didn't.
“Your father and I decided it's best to send you to your aunt. We understand that it has been tough on you with the trauma and everything. So perhaps a little change in the environment might help,” she said.
“You're going to war with him,” I stated.
I wasn't stupid, my parents, they wouldn't take what happened lightly.
“It doesn't matter. Pack up, you'll be gone for a while.”
Maybe that was what I needed. No one knew about the pregnancy. Once I got to my aunt's, I would find a way to terminate it.
For the first time in two weeks, I smiled.
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