Fate Of The Forsaken Wolf

Under the dim light in the cave-like room, sat Belinda . Her arms wrapped around her legs as she folded up at the corner of the room.

It was that time of the day. The time Alpha Cephas was going to remind her that she would be nothing but his slave and play-thing.

'You can't keep letting him do this to you, Belinda .' Her inner self said to her. "You need to do something! You need to voice out.'

'Voice out? To whom? No one would ever listen to me, or what I have to say. It will be a waste of time.'

'No! You'll hate yourself if you die without trying to fight for yourself once! Voice out!'

'I can't...'

The quarrel she had with herself came to an halt when she heard the door of her room open. She raised her head and saw Alpha Cephas walk in.

"Alpha Cephas." She called and hurriedly sprang to her feet.

His dark malicious eyes peered her skin and she felt her skin crawl. "Come closer." His croaky voice hit her ears like a hammer.

She gulped hard and trudged to where he stood. She lowered her head when she got to his front, and folded her hands in front of her.

Suddenly, he grabbed her hair and pushed her head backwards, making her lock her fearful eyes with his.

"I told you to look me in the eyes anytime I come in here. Didn't I say that?" He groaned.

Belinda swallowed hard and kept her eyes locked with his. "I'm sorry, Alpha Cephas."

"And you know I hate that word." He tightened his grip on her hair and walked past her, dragging her along with him.

He got to her small bed and threw her on it. He climbed on top of her and ripped off the linen fabric she had worn.

Belinda didn't bother to struggle with him, she threw her face to the side and let him do his thing.

He grabbed her chin and made her look at him as he made her feel like sh*t.

After a few minutes of satisfying his brutal pleasure, he finished.

He let out a loud sigh and threw on her, the regular pills he always gave her every time he had satisfied himself.

Without saying any more words to her, he walked out of her room.

Belinda slowly cleaned the tears that rolled down her eyes. She picked up the red pill he threw on her and stared at it for minutes.

It wasn't the first time she was using it, but she didn't know what it was for.

'Don't take it, Belinda ! Who knows what it is for? If you can't voice out, at least start from somewhere! He can't keep using you like this.'

Her inner voice came to her again as she glared at the pill in her hand.

She sprang to her feet and hurried to the small and only window in her room.

She threw the pill out of the window and after that, she shut her eyes and exhaled loudly.

For once in her whole life, she felt like she did something for herself. She turned back to her bed and laid down to sleep.

***

Belinda , an eighteen year old wolf, was born to be a slave. Her lineage was known to be the slave of any pack they found themselves. Belinda believed she was cursed.

After her parents were killed during a fight of raging packs, she was left alone to deal with the cruelty of the pack. She was the plaything to almost everyone in the pack.

Alpha Cephas got his way with her, Luna Maeve made her do literally everything for her, they hardly fed her twice a day.

Belinda once had hopes of living behind such a shitty life, but after her parents died, she lost all hopes and accepted her fate.

***

She crawled up on her bed and shut her eyes. "If only I could sleep and never wake up." She muttered.

After Two Weeks.

Belinda was busy washing Luna Maeve's feet when all of a sudden, she felt a great urge to puke. She dropped the napkin and covered her mouth.

She ran out of the house and moved to the side to vomit. Luna Maeve furrowed her brows and watched her closely.

"Something's off about that girl." Maeve said to Cephas, who was also in the living room, reading his papers.

He raised his head and looked at Maeve. "Off? I don't understand."

"Haven't you noticed how she's been acting these days? She has been acting so weak, she looks pale, and has been vomiting constantly."

Cephas gulped and shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe she's just sick." He answered, showing no concern.

"I know what I'm saying. I think she's pregnant."

Cephas took an abrupt halt and tightened his grip on the papers in his hands.

"It can't be possible. Who on earth would sleep with her? She's a mere, dirty slave!"

"I know! But I can't be wrong. I know a pregnant woman when I see one."

Belinda walked into the living room, acting like nothing had happened.

She headed back to Maeve and sat in front of her. She was about to pick the napkin when Maeve stopped her.

"Stand up." She commanded. Belinda hurriedly rose to her feet and lowered her head.

"Raise your head." She added, and Belinda did just that.

Maeve pulled her closer and widened her eyes with her fingers. She went ahead to grab her palm and stared at it.

'This better not be what I'm thinking. Did she stop using the drugs?' Cephas thought as he stared at them.

"I knew it!" Maeve uttered. She stood up and threw a very hot slap on Belinda 's face, making her fall to the ground.

"She's pregnant, Cephas! I wasn't wrong." Maeve said in awe.

"Pregnant? That is impossible. You dare f**k around in my own house?!" Cephas growled and sprang to his feet too.

"Who owns it, hun?!" Maeve questioned Belinda .

Belinda was too weak to stand up from the floor, so she just laid down there, covering her face in shame.

"Didn't you hear her? Who knows that bastard!" Cephas yelled. He moved closer to her and kicked her belly.

"Haaaa!" Belinda yelled and burst into tears. The throbbing pain she felt was nothing compared to what she had always felt. It was worse!

"I can't believe this. She has the guts to get pregnant." Maeve said sarcastically.

"That won't last for long. Guards!" Cephas called and two of his guards ran into the living room.

"Alpha Cephas." They bowed.

"Get her out of here, strip her naked and tie her to the shame tree." He ordered.

"Already? We have to know who knows it."

"No, we don't, Maeve." Cephas angrily answered, and Maeve kept quiet.

The guards grabbed Belinda by the hand and pulled her out of the house. They stripped her naked according to the order and tied her to the shame tree.

"Please, I beg you! Let me go!" Belinda cried with the remaining strength in her, but they turned deaf ears to her.

She knew she was going to die. Since she had known the tree, anyone that was unfortunate enough to get tied up to it would eventually end up dead.

"Please!" She yelled, but they turned their backs on her and left.

Soon, every member of the pack was out of their houses and tents, they were staring at her body. Belinda felt so ashamed but she could do nothing about it.

One of the Betas that had always wanted to have something to do with her moved closer to her and grabbed her breasts.

The rest of the people burst into laughter.

Belinda clenched her jaw and spat on his face. "Go to hell." She groaned.

He grew angry and threw her a dirty slap for spitting on him. He wanted to continue when Alpha Cephas walked out of his house.

"Step away from her, Titus. Everybody back to your tents! She will be judged tomorrow morning!" Cephas announced.

The people began to murmur as they headed back to their houses.

Cephas walked up to her and whispered in her ear. "You should have used the pills. Now, you have to die for acting so smart."

He moved back and tucked his hands in his pockets. "And, don't you dare make a noise, or you'll force me to kill you faster. I'm giving you enough time to say your last prayers. Don't ruin it."

He walked away after giving her his warnings. Belinda knew shouting for help was going to put her in trouble, so she just kept shut and cried.

"I knew my inner self would end up killing me one day. Well, you've succeeded." She said to herself.

'My wolf, where are you?! Why have you been silent? Why can't you help me fight back?! Why are you dead?' She cried inside of her and tears ran down her eyes.

***

Belinda began to shiver as soon as it was past midnight. Her breath was foggy and she felt her hands and legs freezing. Her nipples also hardened, reacting to the intense cold.

This cold woke her up from the very uncomfortable sleep she was having. Her neck was hurting badly, so as everywhere the rope that was used to tie her touched.

She slightly opened her eyes, but she could see nothing.

"Please help me." The words sounded louder in her head than when she pronounced them.

Soon, she began to hear faint noises. "Please help me." She whispered again.

The sounds drew near and then her eyes caught a flash of light. "Is somebody there?" She questioned no one in particular.

"Hey..." An unfamiliar voice whispered to her.

"Please. Help. Me." She managed to say before she finally lost consciousness.

"Mother and father are still not on good terms. I don't know what to do about them anymore. They are so stubborn." Megan Bennet, the daughter of Alpha and King Talos Bennet of the MoonLove Pack and Kingdom uttered tiredly.

She was out in the woods with her brother to hunt for meat for dinner. As they walked in the woods, their shoes made some sounds, the snapping of woods and the crushing of dry leaves on the ground.

"You took after their stubbornness, Megan. You're just like our mother. She never admits she's wrong." Damon Bennet, the only son and heir to the Moonlove Kingdom throne, her elder brother, answered coldly, keeping his eyes out for the prey of the night.

"No... you took after her! Not me!" Megan answered, feeling offended.

"I've sighted a deer." Damon answered, with his eyes fixed on his prey. He pulled out his arrow from his quiver and began to fix it on his bow.

He pulled up his bow and pointed it at the deer, which was busy eating grass.

He was about to release the arrow when Megan sharply stopped him.

"Damon..." she whispered.

"Let me concentrate, Megan. If that Deer leaves, mom and dad won't be the only ones having issues. You'd have issues with me too." He answered, with his eyes still fixed on the deer.

"Look..." She kept tapping him pretty hard until he angrily dropped his hand.

"What?!" He almost yelled, and Megan hastily stopped him by blocking his mouth with her hand.

"Shhhh... look over there. That is a lady tied to a tree." She whispered, pointing to where Belinda was tied.

Damon's eyes fell on Belinda , and he clenched his jaw. He wondered how cruel people around were to tie her to a tree, all naked, in the cold.

"Why will they tie her to a tree? She isn't even with clothes. It's cold." Megan said with great pity. She began to move closer to a big tree to have a better look at her.

"We need to go back now. We don't know what is going on, she is in another pack boundary, and we can never intrude. Let's just hunt and go home." Damon whispered at her back and grabbed her hand.

"No! I can't just leave. She's suffering, can't you see? She looks so pale. Look at her, Damon. Don't you feel pity for her at all?" Megan yanked her hands off his, and began to approach the short walls.

"Come back here, Megan! We shouldn't be trespassing. It can get us killed."

"Then I'll do this alone! Can't you see she needs help?! They are bad people. If they aren't, they wouldn't tie a young woman to a tree like this... naked! Who does that? Isn't it better to just kill her than humiliate her like this?"

"So you are just going to walk into their territory? How do you know they aren't watching her?"

"No! I'll crawl in and get her out of there before no one sees me, and you don't have to help me. I'm not surprised, you have no remorse for anyone other than yourself."

Megan angrily turned to leave, but Damon grabbed her. "Wait..."

"Wha...t."

"I'll go in. Stay here. I can't let you put yourself in danger. Not on my watch."

Megan gulped hard and looked at his face. "You'll save her?"

"Yes, and don't ask me any more questions. I feel like I'll regret this already."

"I love you! Thank you." Megan answered, giving his arm a tight squeeze.

"Stay close to the border. I may need to pass her over to you. Just keep your head down."

Damon warned his sister, as he removed the heavy things he had on him, like his bow and arrow.

After he was lighter, he looked around where Belinda was tied and noticed no one was actually watching.

'That's strange.' He thought as he carefully climbed the short fence made of bricks. He already got rid of his shoes, so he hardly made a sound as he walked on the sandy ground.

He looked back and saw Megan staring at him fearfully. She had her eyes out for him, and this made him a little relaxed. He knew she would alert him if things were about to go south.

He got very close to where Belinda was, and pointed a flashlight on her face as he stared at her. She looked so beautiful up close.

'What could you have done?' Damon questioned himself and to his great surprise, she lifted her head slightly.

"Is somebody there?" Her voice sounded so soft, weak and unstable.

Damon uttered no word to her at first. Instead, he moved back to check how she was tied, and to figure out the fast way to get her off the tree.

He wanted to start cutting the rope with his pocket knife, when he called himself to order.

'What if I touch her and she thinks I want to kill her. She'll start screaming and we're f**ked!'

He hastily moved away and moved his face closer to hers. "Hey..." He whispered.

"Please. Help. Me." She butted in, using the remaining bit of strength in her to speak. Her head fell forward and her eyes fell shut.

"Hey..." He shook her softly, but she didn't respond. He sighed and looked at Megan who was beginning to lose patience.

'Why is he so slow?'

"Hurry!" She whispered aloud. And Damon began to cut the ropes that bound her to the tree.

He had to stay in front of her because she wasn't conscious anymore, and she could fall off once all the ropes were cut.

He didn't want her to fall to the ground and make a sound, so he let her fall on him as he cut the ropes.

After he succeeded in getting her off the tree, he made her lay her whole weight on him. He lifted her from her legs and threw her over his shoulders.

He gathered so much strength to lift her but when he lifted her, he realized she weighed less than he could ever imagine.

'Do they feed her at all?'

He threw his knife in his pocket and began to approach the boundary where Megan was waiting.

"Give her to me." Megan whispered, and Damon passed her over the short brick fence carefully."

When Megan reached for her and carried her, she lifted her brows in awe at her weight.

'What? She weighs less than 3kg?' She reminisced as she waited for Damon to cross the fence.

After he was out, he took Belinda from Megan and they took to their heels. Running with Belinda in his arms wasn't as hard as he thought. Carrying a deer was much of a work compared to Belinda.

After they were far from the pack boundaries, Damon took a pause and sighed.

"We still need to hunt, Megan! What were we even thinking?! Father would never let her in the house."

"He doesn't have to know, Damon! I can get her in through the back door and keep her in my room. I'll ask my healer to revive her and you know... do whatever she can to make her better."

"And dinner? And the pack we just minded their business? We're doomed, Megan!"

"Relax, okay? Don't you feel good that you're saving someone? We were not seen by anyone. Our Kingdom is far from here, they can never think it's us, okay? We aren't doomed."

"Oh my...." Damon uttered.

"And I'll sort dinner, okay?! I'll get two rabbits and we'll be on our way home. That should do right? Please, cloth her with your coat. If I had one, I would have given it to her."

"Just get on with it. I'll stay here with this criminal."

"Don't call her that. You don't even know her."

"Exactly. We don't know her. Why would everyone in a pack let her get tied to a tree without any offense? Think about it, Megan! If she did nothing, they wouldn't just wake up and decide to tie her to a tree, naked."

"Just watch her, okay? I'll get dinner. And don't do anything stupid, Damon."

Megan picked up her bow and arrow and began to walk away. Damon laid Belinda on the ground and sat next to her.

'If I get into serious trouble, Megan will definitely be behind it.' He thought.

He switched on his torchlight and pointed it at her face. He stared at her as she lay unconscious.

'Is she dead?' He wondered. He placed his two fingers right underneath her jaw to feel her pulse. He could feel it but it was pretty faint.

Her skin was so cold and pale. He exhaled and removed the coat he wore. He lifted the upper part of her body and began to wear the coat for her.

She had a petite stature, so his coat was more like a gown for her. He buttoned down and pulled her closer into his arms and lifted her hands to his mouth.

He began to blow his warm breath on her hands. After a while of doing it, he furrowed his brows.

'What are you doing, Damon?' He questioned himself. He wanted to let go of her hand, but to his greatest surprise, she held his hand too.

He looked at her face, but she still seemed unconscious. He sighed and let her keep holding onto his hand like a baby.

'I hate situations like this!'

~The next morning~

"How is she now?"

Megan sat next to her bed, staring at the sleeping beauty she had brought into her home without thinking of the consequences.

"She should be awake any moment from now, Princess." Megan's personal healer answered. Megan bounced her head sadly and kept staring at her.

"I feel so bad for her. Why would they do such a thing to a pregnant woman? Didn't they know she'd lose the baby with such treatment?" She uttered.

"They must have known, and that's why they did that to her. Maybe she wasn't supposed to get pregnant." Her nurse answered.

"I know, but still... they shouldn't have been so cruel. If we hadn't saved her, not only the baby would have been terminated, she would have died too." Megan added.

"True. But... Princess, what are you going to do about her? Your father, the King, can't know you had to intrude another pack's boundaries just to save her. You know it's unlawful."

Megan sighed and bounced her head.

"I know. I'll talk to him later. For now, I should still keep her in my room. I just want her to be okay. She just lost her baby. This is the least I can do for her, right?"

"Right. Well, I should be on my way now."

"Yes. Thank you so much."

"When she wakes up, I have placed all she would need to eat on the table. Let her drink some milk and eat a lot of fruits. I have provided them. Most especially, she needs to rest very well. If possible, she should be in bed for a week before attempting to walk."

Megan nodded and smiled. "I'll do just that. Thank you."

After her nurse got out of the room, she heaved a sigh and looked at Belinda again.

"I can't wait for you to wake up. I'm so curious to know your name." Megan uttered. She held her hand and smiled faintly.

After a few minutes of Megan staring at her, she saw her eyes tighten. Megan sprang to her feet and widened her eyes.

"Hey... are you awake?" She asked excitedly.

Belinda moaned and slowly opened her eyes after hearing someone speak very close to her. Her vision was blurry at first, but she kept blinking until it got clearer.

She stared at the ceiling blankly and began to think. 'This isn't my cage. I have no such beautiful ceiling. Where am I?'

"Hey... Helloooo." Megan waved at Belinda's face, trying to catch her attention, which she finally succeeded in doing.

Belinda gasped when she looked at her side and saw a pretty lady smiling at her.

"You are awake!" Megan yelled. She pushed back the chair she sat on and ran out of the room.

Belinda gulped hard and looked around her still in awe. 'This place is unfamiliar. Where is Alpha Cephas? Where is everyone?'

She looked at her hand and saw a transparent wire, connected to her hand. She could see fluid passing into her body.

She grabbed the tiny hose fearfully and tried to pull it off but the throbbing pain that was sent to her brain made her stop immediately.

"Argggh." She groaned. She stared at her hand and then, back to the room again.

She placed her hands on the bed and tried to sit up. After sitting up, she gave the bed tiny little punches, checking out its soft texture.

'It feels so comfortable. But where am I? The last thing I remember, I was naked and tied to a tree, I cried for help and then I heard a voice...'

The door to Megan's room opened, and she jolted out of her thoughts. She looked at the door and saw the same girl she first saw walk in with a young handsome man.

This man had a cold look on his face. 'He's so scary. Who are they?'

"Hey, are you okay? How are you feeling?" Megan asked as she sat next to Belinda on the bed. Belinda was covered with fear and tried to move away.

"Hey, relax? I won't hurt you. My name is Megan. What's your name?" Megan asked as nicely as she could.

Belinda clenched her jaw and just stared at Damon who wasn't having it at all.

"Was her mouth affected too?" Damon coldly uttered.

"Damon, c'mon, please be nice. She's just recovering. She will need time to adjust to the new environment and even trust us. She has been through a lot." Megan answered, keeping her gaze fixed on Belinda.

Belinda looked at Megan , and Megan smiled back at her.

"You don't have to say anything now. I want you to know you can trust me. I will never hurt you. Do you remember what happened to you?"

Belinda lowered her head and nodded faintly.

"Great! You see, Damon? We are improving. She is beginning to trust us."

"Oh please, Megan. She isn't dumb. She is supposed to talk to us. At least, we don't have guns, knives or arrows with us. She is on a bed, not tied to a tree. How are we going to tell father about this? I shouldn't have let you talk me into..."

"Damon!" Megan cut him short. "I'll be back soon." She said to Belinda and stormed to where Damon was. She grabbed his hand and pulled him out of her room.

"Watch what you say in front of her, Damon!"

"Shut up, Megan! We have been keeping this from our father since last night! You promised to send her away as soon as she wakes up. Why are you trying to talk to her?"

"Because she's a woman like me! She just lost her baby! She has feelings too, okay?! She's fragile, can't you see? She needs someone she can trust. Can't you just give her some time?"

"You should be saying this to our father, not me. You know once he finds out, he will scold me, instead of you. We need to send her on her way as soon as possible."

"I can't do that! If father is the problem, then I'll talk to him about it. And I won't mention you. If you're so scared to face your own father and ask for help for a fellow human, then I'll do it." Megan answered angrily.

"Fine. Suit yourself! I know nothing about this! You broke the rules on your own!" Damon smacked and scurried away.

"Coward." Megan mumbled and heaved a sigh. She placed her hands on her waist and shook her head.

She walked back into the room and caught Belinda staring at the door. She could guess she heard everything that Damon said to her because they were pretty loud.

"I'm sorry about that. You don't have to worry. I am not sending you off. I'll talk to my father for you. Can you please tell me your name at least? I need to know something about you."

Belinda swallowed hard as she stared at Megan. 'Can I trust her? But she just defended me in front of that man. I think I can.'

"Belinda. Belinda Bartling." She answered. Her voice was so tiny, like that of a baby.

Megan let out a hearty smile after hearing her name. "You've got a nice name, Belinda . I like it."

Belinda bobbed and let out a feeble smile. "Are you hungry? The healer said you should drink some milk and eat fruits. Your body has lost so many nutrients, you need to replenish them."

Megan stood up and walked to the table that was prepared. She picked up the tray and put the cup of milk and some apples on it.

She carried it back to the bed and placed it next to Belinda. "Have some. You need some energy."

Belinda gulped hungrily and stared at the food in the tray.

She was reluctant to take any of them because she had never had them, and maybe she was scared Megan wasn't as nice as she seemed to be.

Megan noticed how hesitant she was and she picked up the cup of milk. "Look at me." Megan took a sip from the cup and smiled.

"See? Nothing is in it. Here, have it." She stretched the cup to Belinda, hoping she'd take some of the milk.

Belinda finally took the cup from her and moved it slowly to her lips. She took a sip at first and when she realized how nice it tasted, she gulped all of it at a go.

"Wow!" Megan uttered. "You must be hungry. Have some apples too." Megan took a bite from the apple before giving it to her.

And she kept doing this until Belinda was full. Belinda refused to eat any of the apples unless Megan took a bite from it first.

"Are you full now?" Megan asked out of excitement and Belinda bobbed, and for the first time, let out a genuine smile.

"You like it?" She further asked, and Belinda nodded.

"Thank you." Belinda said, and Megan's heart melted. She moved closer to Belinda and pulled her into a hug.

"I don't regret rescuing you from those evil people, and I promise to keep you here, where you'd be safe." Megan said as she hugged her with emotions, running through her veins.