I felt something warm against my back as I stirred awake.
"Don't move so much, dear." Urma's voice cooed.
I opened my eyes and saw that I was lying face-front on my tummy and that my back was exposed down to my waist.
I watched as Urma dipped the water inside a pail of bucket and squeezed it, then she gently pressed it over my open wounds.
"Ahhh." I cried out.
Urma smoothed my hair. "My child, don't worry; the pain will soon be over."
I felt my throat choked up as I reminisced on my suffering.
For nineteen years, that was all I had known.
No happiness, no family, no future, no escape.
I was trapped.
"That useless girl." Urma snorted. "A good number of times, I want to give her a good beating."
"You shouldn't say such a thing," I managed. "What if they hear you?"
I couldn't afford to lose her or put her in trouble.
I had come to learn that people had been put in trouble for helping me.
When I was younger, an omega offered me some of his food.
Luna Maria had accused him of stealing and had his hands cut off.
Everyone steered clear of me after that incident.
The Omega had grown to hate me. This happened when I was only six years old.
"There is nothing they can do," Urma said to me. "How long will they treat you like this?"
I was silent.
I had asked myself that same question, too.
She picked up one of her ointment bottles and rubbed it over my back.
The pain burned.
If I had shifted, I could heal all my injuries.
But I had not. That was another thing.
It was a further abomination that I had reached the age of nineteen and still hadn't shifted.
It meant that you would never find a mate and that you were useless.
How much more could fate be cruel to me?
Urma picked up a knife and cut her palm.
"Why did you do that?" I asked her in shock.
She pressed the blood over my back, and I felt my back burn.
I screamed in pain.
But she held me.
"I'm so sorry, my child." She said.
Then, the pain slowly eased.
"I had to use my blood to heal you, or you might not heal on time." She said. "The marks are becoming too much."
I couldn't even tell her thank you.
I was too weak for that.
Loud bells were ringing around the entire castle.
Urma turned to me.
"The Alpha is back." She said.
I swallowed.
My father didn't want me or anything related to me.
He had never openly acknowledged me as his child, and sometimes I doubted it, but Urma had confirmed the rumors and told me it was true
Throughout my growth, he had ignored me and acted like I didn't exist.
I had grown to be so scared of him.
When he would speak to the thousands of our pack members from his balcony with Luna Maria, his son Abel, and their daughter Jessica, I would cower, watching them.
Wondering if one day I would be up there too with them.
But I had grown up to realize that that dream would never come true.
I knew that he had gone to fight with some of the other enemy packs as usual.
It had shocked him as Xaden's wolf army wiped all his men in a clean sweep. Only he had survived.
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