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me. “You insulted our Alpha’s son and my future mate. Why?”
His lips curled back from his teeth, and he narrowed his eyes at me. “How dare you! You should’ve kept out of danger and not gone to his home without my permission. You always get into trouble. Our family will be disgraced because of you.” He forced his way between my legs.
I slammed my knee into his groin, and he slapped me hard. Pain radiated from my cheek. I snarled, but he pressed his hand over my mouth again. Sinking my teeth into his fingers, I savored the taste of his blood trickling into my mouth. The need to shed my human skin and rip out his throat snapped inside me. That brought back my training.
I punched him in the jaw. His head snapped backward and he lost his balance, collapsing on top of me. I headbutted him in the face. An audible crack broke the silence.
His hand clenched over my breast again, as if to anchor himself and regain his power over me. But I wouldn’t fall for that. Not with my confidence crashing back into me.
Stay strong. Brendan’s words echoed through my head.
I punched him again, throwing more force behind it. This time he toppled off the bed, but not without ripping my nightgown.
I clutched the pieces together and scrambled off the opposite side of the bed. Father growled behind me. Sprinting to the door with a supernaturally fast limp, I reached for the doorknob. My fingers had barely brushed it when he grabbed the back of my neck and slammed me face-first into the door.
Blood trickled from my forehead, and my legs weakened from the impact.
Father fisted his hand in the nightgown, and I slammed my head back, hitting his nose again. He released me to cover his nose, cursing all the while.
I scrambled for the doorknob again. If I could just wake my mother, I might be safe. She’d fight him with me. If he succeeded, my position as an Alpha Queen would be ruined. I would be ruined. That couldn’t happen.
The door opened a crack before I could turn the knob, and Chandra peeked inside. Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped open. The door snapped closed behind her, and her footsteps hurried down the hall to her room.
She chose not to help. She’d said it should be me; now she was getting what she wanted, I guessed.
Tears streamed down my cheeks as he dragged me to the bed. He forced my face into the mattress, muffling my cries. His zipper opening was the only other sound.
No . I refused to let this happen. I pushed up from the bed and spun to face him, ready to fight until one of us was dead. He clocked me in the jaw, and darkness shaded my vision. My body fell back, feeling weightless for a moment before I hit the mattress.
The image of Chandra colliding with my father as he reached for me was the last thing I saw. She was back.
“You bitch,” he slurred. “You’ll pay the price for her this time, then.” Chandra started to scream, but it cut off with a thud. A door rattled in the hallway. That’s why Mom hadn’t come to help. She was trapped in their room.
Betrayal stabbed me in the heart like a knife.
I couldn’t stay here after this. It didn’t matter if I lived as a vagrant in the Outskirts for the rest of my life. I’d survive even this.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Carmela
I opened one eye. The other had swollen shut from Father’s punches last night. My body wasn’t healing as quickly as it should have. Could it be from not shifting? The visit with Dr. Matthews came back to me. No, it had to be the silver bullet.
My limbs refused to budge, but I had to leave now before Father came back. Remembering yesterday brought tears to the surface, but I held them at bay. For now, I needed to focus on the task at hand.
Hefting myself up, I nearly flopped back onto the bed from the agony ripping through my body. I climbed to my feet, then carefully made my way to the closet, easing it open without a sound. No one could hear me leave; they might try to stop me. I pulled a small duffel bag out and
His lips curled back from his teeth, and he narrowed his eyes at me. “How dare you! You should’ve kept out of danger and not gone to his home without my permission. You always get into trouble. Our family will be disgraced because of you.” He forced his way between my legs.
I slammed my knee into his groin, and he slapped me hard. Pain radiated from my cheek. I snarled, but he pressed his hand over my mouth again. Sinking my teeth into his fingers, I savored the taste of his blood trickling into my mouth. The need to shed my human skin and rip out his throat snapped inside me. That brought back my training.
I punched him in the jaw. His head snapped backward and he lost his balance, collapsing on top of me. I headbutted him in the face. An audible crack broke the silence.
His hand clenched over my breast again, as if to anchor himself and regain his power over me. But I wouldn’t fall for that. Not with my confidence crashing back into me.
Stay strong. Brendan’s words echoed through my head.
I punched him again, throwing more force behind it. This time he toppled off the bed, but not without ripping my nightgown.
I clutched the pieces together and scrambled off the opposite side of the bed. Father growled behind me. Sprinting to the door with a supernaturally fast limp, I reached for the doorknob. My fingers had barely brushed it when he grabbed the back of my neck and slammed me face-first into the door.
Blood trickled from my forehead, and my legs weakened from the impact.
Father fisted his hand in the nightgown, and I slammed my head back, hitting his nose again. He released me to cover his nose, cursing all the while.
I scrambled for the doorknob again. If I could just wake my mother, I might be safe. She’d fight him with me. If he succeeded, my position as an Alpha Queen would be ruined. I would be ruined. That couldn’t happen.
The door opened a crack before I could turn the knob, and Chandra peeked inside. Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped open. The door snapped closed behind her, and her footsteps hurried down the hall to her room.
She chose not to help. She’d said it should be me; now she was getting what she wanted, I guessed.
Tears streamed down my cheeks as he dragged me to the bed. He forced my face into the mattress, muffling my cries. His zipper opening was the only other sound.
No . I refused to let this happen. I pushed up from the bed and spun to face him, ready to fight until one of us was dead. He clocked me in the jaw, and darkness shaded my vision. My body fell back, feeling weightless for a moment before I hit the mattress.
The image of Chandra colliding with my father as he reached for me was the last thing I saw. She was back.
“You bitch,” he slurred. “You’ll pay the price for her this time, then.” Chandra started to scream, but it cut off with a thud. A door rattled in the hallway. That’s why Mom hadn’t come to help. She was trapped in their room.
Betrayal stabbed me in the heart like a knife.
I couldn’t stay here after this. It didn’t matter if I lived as a vagrant in the Outskirts for the rest of my life. I’d survive even this.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Carmela
I opened one eye. The other had swollen shut from Father’s punches last night. My body wasn’t healing as quickly as it should have. Could it be from not shifting? The visit with Dr. Matthews came back to me. No, it had to be the silver bullet.
My limbs refused to budge, but I had to leave now before Father came back. Remembering yesterday brought tears to the surface, but I held them at bay. For now, I needed to focus on the task at hand.
Hefting myself up, I nearly flopped back onto the bed from the agony ripping through my body. I climbed to my feet, then carefully made my way to the closet, easing it open without a sound. No one could hear me leave; they might try to stop me. I pulled a small duffel bag out and
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