Chapter four

Myra

"You! “What are you doing out here, did you see someone creepy or something abnormal. I asked the figure while looking around. It was Maria, I wondered what she was doing here anyway but I shoved the thought away.

"Noo myra, there is no one here you probably imagined it."

I quickly cleaned up my tears to prevent her from seeing my miserable and ugly face whenever I cry. Am I going crazy too?

"Why are you here myra?" her beautiful big green eyes showed so much concern and love for me.

“Ummmm, I wanted to have a quiet time alone,” I said as I stood up from the floor while dusting off the sands from my dress.

“Myra, are you fine?” Maria's voice sounded so concerned as she approached me. How could I tell her I got rejected by my mate? And that he hates me. It will only break her, and I would rather not add my problems to hers.

“I am fine,” my voice quivered, betraying my words.

“No, you are not, why are your eyes so red?” She asked while looking at me sternly. I could see worry as well as pity in her beautiful green eyes.

“Oh my God, Myra! Are you thinking of your parents again?” Are you still looking for your parents' killer? I hate the fact that I had to lie using my poor parents, because they were not the main reason I felt like this but I nodded my head anyway.

“Oh, you poor thing,” she enveloped me, wrapping me in the warmest and most comforting hug. We stood there for about five minutes before she released me.

I felt much better, and I was grateful to have such a sweet person like her in my life. “It's cold outside, let's go inside, Armani must be waiting for you.

Armani! I almost forgot about her, what kind of mother am I? She deserves better, as she was just a child who was oblivious to the wickedness of the world. I need to be strong for her, she is everything to me now and forever, and I will try my best to protect her.

With determination and confidence pumping in my bloodstream, We made our way back to the brothel through the backdoor to avoid seeing things that were beyond us.

I made my way to Mrs. Smith's room to get Armani. Leaving Maria to go on with her daily night activities, which I dread so much.

I tiptoed, not wanting to wake them in case they were already asleep. “Myra,” Mrs. Smith whispered my name.

I smiled at her when I saw her with Armani, who was already fast asleep. I couldn't thank her enough for all the support she has given me since I gave birth to her.

“She was all jolly and energetic this morning. I guess she is tired already.” Mrs. Smith said while smiling in content.

“Thank you so much, Mrs. Smith, I don't know what I'd do without you.” I thanked her with tears threatening to escape from my eyes.

“It's alright, dear, I am always here for you, whenever you need me.” She said in the kindest voice ever.

I took Armani to my room, closing the door very quietly to prevent Armani from waking up. I laid her on the bed, with her face upwards, that reminded me of someone I once found peace in, but I pushed the thought to the deepest chambers of my heart.

Soon my eyes closed up, as exhaustion from the previous activities started to dawn on me.

KNOCK KNOCK. The loud knock from the door abruptly jolted me awake from my slumber. I quickly stumbled towards the source of the deafening sound.

Before I could even open the door, it burst open with force heavy enough to fling me away.

“TAKE HER,” the senior guard instructed one of the guards. I stood frozen, with my heart pounding like a trapped bird's wing against its cage.

My child… I wanted to say, but the whirlwind of danger that was ongoing prevented me from thinking straight.

I was wrapped up and carried away like a goat that was to be killed on Christmas day. But the surprising thing was I was taken into Mrs. Bridget's room.

Why will I be brought into her office like a criminal who committed murder? What have I done this time?

She looked at me with a scrutinizing expression and disgusting look, pouting her lips that were smeared with lipstick.

“This is an ATROCITY, an ABOMINATION," she said in what I like to believe was a French accent, while pacing back and front. I was forced to kneel in front of her, not understanding what was happening.

“What have you done? … her face was filled with anger as well as fear. Her face and neck were getting all red from her continuous scream.

“Nothing obviously,” " I retorted back, which only added fuel to the fire.

“You can still talk, right?” she came forward, dragging my full white hair with all of her first. I felt intense pain, but I refused to break.

“What could you have done to upset the alpha hunh! She spoke with outrage and despair.

“Hunh, what alpha, I've never met the alpha since I have been a member of this pack, so what are you saying”. I emphasized my words that I am being punished for what I did not do.

“Member, hunh, you sure keep on dreaming young lady, you can never be a member of the moonstone pack, you are a weakling and no one needs someone like YOU HERE. She yelled with a vein almost popping out of her neck.

“And how dare you say that the newly appointed alpha is lying against you, you think you are better than everyone, right? I will make sure you regret coming to this world. She spoke in between clenched jaws.

Take her to the corrective room. Her words sounded like a knife piercing through my ears.

WHAT!! CORRECTIVE ROOM this is bad, the corrective room is a place where the girls are constantly being tortured whenever they do something that is not acceptable here.

The last time I was taken there, was when I got pregnant. Not again, it was a complete nightmare that I do not wish for even my enemies.

My hands were dragged, and my weak body followed suit.

SWIPE… the sound of the swiping cane coming in contact with my body as I was being dragged to the torture room could be heard from miles away.

I was in pain, a pain that reminded me of the day I lost my parents. I couldn't shout or scream, but the pain was evident in my eyes as well as my heart.

Thud!!! I was suddenly thrown on the floor and I groaned by the intensity of ache I felt at the moment.

Alpha. The guards and every other single wolf that was around or lurking bowed down to show their honorable respect.

The well polished shoe in front of me came into view. There was a shift in the atmosphere, A subtle change in the energy that hung in the air. A familiar scent wafting through my nose.

"I told you I'd make you pay, didn't I, little kitten. The voice said with so much hatred laced in it.