The Lone Wolf's Heartbreak

2. Fight Back

Hazel's POV

"You are the most selfish, cruel, and demeaning being I have ever met!" I seethed between gritted teeth, prompting him to slap me hard against my right cheek.My head turned sideways.

When I brought my head back to him, I cast a glare at him. To be honest, I have never dared to confront my father in this manner. Ever since I became aware of my plights, I listened when he speaks and never retorts. Rather, I'd just simply obey and adhere to his rules, as though it doesn't affect me. But it did.

Perhaps, this rage emanated from the pain I felt after being rejected. Or maybe, I have tried so hard to conceal this part of me until now. Either way, I was glad to hurl these words at my father's face. After the age of five, I grew up to realize then that the Luna with him, wasn't my mom. Because she maltreated me even while she was pregnant with a pup. Now she has two kids; a male, who is going to succeed my father's throne, and a female, who hates my guts so much.

"You slapped me?" I questioned as my voice shook with tears.

"And I will do it all over again. You, ungrateful, pathetic little b***h!"

Thus, that was the height of it. I couldn't take this maltreatment anymore because I have had enough. With my stomach dipping in agony, I declared - "Fine, I will leave. But don't you ever dare to look for me because I won't be coming back! Even when I die, don't seek my corpse."

"Like I give a damn!" He tossed his hand in the air dismissively before walking out of my room.And I slipped to the floor, wailing profusely.

Throughout the journey to the Pack of WereLycans , tears didn't cease pouring down my cheeks. The despair coursing through my veins knew no limit. I wished I had never been born into this cruel world, rather than facing miseries upon miseries, every given day. My mind was clouded with agony, and my head- with emptiness. I felt so shattered, so broken and abandoned. I felt like a pile of trash tossed into a junkyard.

"Everything is going to be fine, Hazel ." Gwen held my hand in hers and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

But I couldn't even feign a smile. My face felt frozen from sadness and mylips pressed together into a grim line. So instead of uttering a word, I rested my head on her shoulder, crying until I drifted asleep.

"We have arrived at the Lycanfrost pack!"

That baritone voice jolted me awake as our carriage pulled to a halt. My vision blurred, my eyes stung a lot from crying too much and my head was heavy. Suddenly recollecting everything that has happened so far, fresh tears welled up in my eyes.

The realization that was going to be living a new life as someone's Luna finally dawned on me, and ripped me, inside out.

"Brace yourself, my lady." Gwen wiped the tears from my swollen face as she smoothened it with the back of herhand. "You can do this. Let's learn to rely on each other from now, okay?"

Issuing her a reluctant nod, my eyes averted to the carriage door as it creaked open. Omega Henry from my pack stretched out his hand forward. "Let me help you, my lady." but I brushed him off, and hauled myself down.

Tania followed right behind me.

"I will depart soon after your luggage has been offloaded," Henry informed me then he began to bring down my things from the back of the carriage.

When he was done, he clasped his hands together and bade me farewell before returning to our pack in the carriage.

Alas, I stood at the entrance of the gargantuan-sized house with Gwenbeside me. In the short span of ten seconds, three omegas darted out and bowed in deference to me.

"Greetings, Luna." A blond young male omega stated. "We have been instructed to usher you in. So while Greg and Steve take your things to your room. I will escort you to the throne room to meet Alpha Liam."

At the mention of his name, a cold sensation sprang up from the sole of my feet, coursing through my entire body. Without a word, I followed behind him while Gwen left with the omegas, handling my luggage.

Upon the entrance, it was welcoming and large. I trudged through the hallway, scrutinizing the whole edifice. The walls were highly crafted with bricks and fine materials, and portraits of Alpha Liamled right from the hallway, to the throne room. Where my betrothed sat, waiting for me.

His eyes feasted upon mine, piercing into the depth of my soul. Inside, I was shaken to bits, but I tried to maintain my poise. There was no hint of amusement in his eyes and I could tell that he was observing me. But something didn't sit right.

Coming here, I expected Alpha Liam to be ugly and appalling at sight. But alas, he turned out to be quite appealing. His light-toned face was arched with a sharp jawline. His captivating blue orb eyes gleam in the dark, accentuated with a Grecian nose and thin lips. However, his expression remained blank.

"So you are Hazel ." His words didn'tsound like a question or like a statement. "I got your father's letter. My omega will escort you to your room. Get some rest." His resilient baritone was definite.

Lightning flashed across the freezing sky, illuminating the hallway out of its darkness until we got to my room. The omega opened the door and gestured that I preceded him.

My eyes surveyed the room. It was dimly-lit, with a vintage bedside lamp that seemed to be almost out of power. Painted in a shadowy and sumptuous royal blue with some touch of beige. There was a large wardrobe at the rear corner of the room, tightly close with its content unrevealed. The polished magnanimous bed furniture is situated at the center of the room, with the sheets perfectly arranged."I will leave you to it, my lady." The omega closed the door shut, leaving me to my tumultuous nerves.

Once more, I looked around, wondering where Gwen was at the moment. Although the house seemed elusively big, I decided to search for Gwen. Perhaps, we could get to understand the layout together. Then, we'd escape and become rogues.

So, I sauntered out, wandering through the hallway, oblivious to the path it led. Tracing my steps, I listened attentively for any preceding footsteps. But my ears grasped a loud noise rather.

It seemed like a muffled yell for help. Somehow, it managed to resonate through the hallway, so I moved in that direction until I got to a black door. Could it be Gwen? I thought to myself.With my heart in my hands, I pressed down on the knob and the door creaked open. But the moment my eyes landed on what was inside the room, my heart sank, my knees wobbled and my head became numb. I simply froze. Instead of running away, I yelled at the top of my lungs.