Lillian the Villian

I woke up to the sound of the guards coming into the dungeon. I knew what was coming next. They did the same thing over and over again every single day. My torture was Scarlett and Eric's punishment. My punishment for all of the terrible things I did, and I did a lot. He almost tossed that good for nothing b***h out for me but she won out in the end. Eric and Scarlett were destined mates, but I was his first love. I almost had him until he found out everything I had done. The guard throws a bucket of freezing water on me to get the morning going started before he dips his blade in wolfsbane. I used to be pretty, but they shaved my hair, and now I'm covered in scars. It's just one of my many punishments. He traces the blade across my back, and it stings before he even slices but I cannot tell if its because of my raw skin or the wolfsbane. The cut is deep but not deep enough to do real damage. I go into my mind and try to imagine what it was like before all this. I never should have come back for my father's funeral. I knew Scarlett would throw a fit and that Eric would cause me trouble, he always had. He loved me but was fated to my sister. He said it didn't matter that he would reject Scarlett and take me as his chosen mate. Men and their words, they never line up to their actions. I did a lot of things I wasn't proud of, but I was definitely paying the price for it all. Slam, the guard brings down a hammer on my pinky. They do just enough damage not to kill me. Slam, he missed and hit the back of my hand, breaking several bones. "Oops, must have slipped." He laughs. Once he is done for the morning, another guard brings me down food. It looks like oatmeal that has been thrown back up, but I don't care because I'm so hungry. It is laced with wolfsbane to keep me weak and it burns the whole way down. I haven't spoken to my wolf Sierra in so long, not only because of the wolfsbane but because of all the choices I made leading up to this. At least she doesn't have to deal with me anymore. She hated getting stuck with a no good human anyway. Some people love their wolves but mine has always hated me and thought I was too weak for her. Maybe I will get lucky and I will loose her all together and not have the constant judgment and nagging in the back of my mind. I know in the back of my mind that the guard will come back and torture me until I throw my food up but if I can just digest a little bit of it I can survive. They all hate it but I am a survivor. I hear the door at the top of the stairs open and I know what it means. I brace to be beaten again but instead of a guard, I find myself face to face with her. The one who stole my happiness for herself. My bastard half-sister, Scarlett. My parents didn't give her enough love so she had to steal my man and now she is going to give birth to the next alpha of the Halfmoon Pack. I hate her, I hate that she is carrying his child and his mark. She is glowing and beautiful and I never will be. I will never have a pup of my own or a fated mate. Just this dungeon. I can't take it and start crying for the first time since I have been thrown down here, nearly 5 months ago. "Were going to release you to the BloodClaw Pack. I feel that you have more than gotten your fair punishment. If you come within 100 miles of my pack again then we will have you executed on the spot. Mom packed your stuff and has already had it sent there. Lillian, I love you, even after everything that happened, I wish you the best." She looks me dead in the eye as she says it and for a moment I am just stunned. I stop my crying and pull my chained arm up to wipe away my tears. I must have heard her wrong, Eric promised me a lifetime of torture for everything I did. Then what she said registers. "BloodClaw?" I whisper, more to myself than to her. They are ruthless and I doubt they will be so welcoming. I push that thought away. I will survive and if I get out of here, I'll never come back. "You are to be a servant maid for Beta Carson. He has been made aware of your... circumstances and is still offering you refugee but a piece of advice: don't go meddling in business, and relationships, that aren't yours. I say this honestly. After everything your still my sister and I love you." Scarlett whispers the last part but I heard it. How can she still love me? Is this a joke? I tried to end the life in her, no I don't want to think about that. I nod and begin to cry again but these are happy tears. I will have a second chance and I will make the most of it.