Wound Up With The Lycan King

VIOLET

There has never been a time in my life where I felt like stabbing someone in the eyes than now. My eyes burnt with tears and my hands balled into a fist in anger and pain. My sharp nails pierced into the flesh of my palm, but the pain was nothing compared to the pain in my chest.

Just a few hours ago, I was just a cheerful young lady, sharing and discussing everything about my wedding plan with my best friend with a smile on my face. But here I was, glaring dagger into the reflection of my best friend in the mirror, wishing I could stab her to death.

"Hey, Vee," Kira called out, jolting me out of the murderous plan I was planning for her in my head.

I felt the chair I was sitting on moved, and I was face to face with the dirty little whore I called my best friend.

"What?" I gritted my teeth as I watched her slowly raise an eyes-blinding silver necklace in the air, a disgusting smile plastered on her face.

"I will be letting go of my position as your number one person as of today, I felt horrible that someone else will be filing my sport in your life, but since the person is going to be your soon-to-be husband, I don't mind at all." Kira sniffed back her tears, smiling as she caressed the little stone on the necklace.

I stared blankly at her, watching her tears fall freely as she stared back at me. I was staring deep into her eyes, but I couldn't see my best friend. Kira had gone from the person I loved the most in the world, to someone I wouldn't hesitate to drive a dagger into the crook of her neck if I was given a chance to do as I pleased with her.

"My poor baby is going to get married, and she will be stuck in the palace for the rest of her life, carrying the whole pack's affairs on her little shoulders along with the Alpha. Oh, my poor baby!" more tears rolled down her eyes, she slapped a hand over her mouth as she sobbed quietly into her hand.

My chest tightened at the sight of my terrible friend, acting like she cared about me. I had a lot of questions to ask her, I wanted to know how long she has been faking to be my friend. I wanted to know if all we had had in the past were all fake and if she had ever loved me at all.

"I..." my lips curved into a smile, it was the first time I would be smiling since I saw her doing what she shouldn't have done to me.

I rubbed my palms together and laughed so hard until I felt tears streaming down my cheeks.

"Oh my, no tears, baby! We can't have you ruining your makeup. I worked hard to get it done." Kira scolded, grabbed my shoulders and forced me to stay still on the chair.

"You can't have me ruin the make up" but you can ruin my life without thinking twice about how I was going to feel?

I gulped down the rest of the question since I couldn't find it in me to bring the incident up. I wanted to make it a secret to take to my grave because it hurt so much mere thinking about it.

"Um, yes, the make-up." Kira pouted, still not letting go of my shoulders.

Her nails cut into my flesh, but I didn't say anything to let her know she was hurting me. If what I heard the previous night was true, Kira knew how badly she was hurting me, she just didn't care.

"Why are you doing this?" I slowly raised my head to meet her gaze. Kira arched her brows, shrugging off her shoulders like she didn't understand what I was insinuating. Or she thought it wasn't a big deal.

Her mouth parted and her eyes flickered as she smiled softly. "Huh? Come on, don't be absurd." she moved her palm to cup my cheeks.

Bile rose in my throat, my stomach churned with disgust as she slowly caressed my cheeks. I wanted to yell at her, to tell her to go to hell where she belonged, but I couldn't.

I was afraid everything would go wrong and I would be the one to suffer the consequences.

"You asked why I was doing this?" Kira scoffed, her eyes darkened as she stared deep into my eyes. Chill ran down my body and I was sure I would have sunk to the floor if I wasn't sitting down on a chair.

"Y–yes. I want to know why you're doing this to me." I stuttered, moving my gaze away from her.

I wasn't surprised by how afraid I was to hear her tell me she hated me, or that she never liked me. She was my only friend and the only person who talked to me after what happened to my mother.

"Because I'm the only one you have." she smirked and let go of my shoulders. "What can you do without me?"

My heart hammered in my chest as I thought of it. Kira has always been my go-to person. I had never done anything without consulting her. Not because I needed her validation, but because she was my only friend and I needed someone to talk to about my life.

"You're right." I mumbled under my breath before turning the chair, facing the mirror. "You are the only one I have" and I regret ever making you feel like you mean the world to me.

I mumbled the rest of the sentence to myself. My eyes went shut as I remembered what my father said to me, how he made it clear not to fuck this up.

Hands wrapped around my chest and I felt the weight of a head resting on my shoulder, hot breath fanning my cheek.

"You are stuck with me, Vee." Kira whispered into my ear and I felt every hair on my body stood in irritation. Anger surged through me and I wanted to drive my fist into her jaw but I remembered my father's intense warning to me.

"You can't fuck this up for me, Violet Hemsworth. Never!"

••• A DAY EARLIER •••

"I'm not going to marry Alpha Ansel." I gulped down nervously as I watched my father's hand hang in the air. The glass slipped from his hand and fell to the ground. The shattering sound made my heart thumping hard against my chest.

"Repeat what you just said!" my father barked at me. He hastily stood up from the couch, his height towering over me.

I flinched back in fear, I had always been afraid of my father right after the incident with my mother. I couldn't stand before him without fearing he might hurt me.

"I..." I took a step backwards, leaving as safe a distance between us as possible. "I think we should return the wedding dress back to the Alpha, I'm going to reject him as my mate. I don't want to be bond with him.

My back stiffen as I moved my gaze to stare at my father, I winced and hastily dropped my gaze back to the floor. The look in his eyes wasn't friendly. The rage in his eyes could burn me to death if I look for another second.

"Why are you doing this, Violet?" my father barked out the question. The venom in his tone made me hold my breath. Slowly wishing for a painless death.

But wait, did my father just said, Violet?

Violet? My father called my name for the first time in six years. I should have been happy that he called my name if not for how disgusting he made it sound to my ear.

"The Alpha didn't regard me as his mate; he didn't care about this marriage. He only wants to marry me because we're mates. He didn't love me. No, he detests me." I blinked back my tears. My fingers curled into a tight fist as I kept my head bowed to the floor.

"Listen, girl," my father closed the distance between us. He slid his index finger under my jaw, caging my chin between his index finger and thumb before forcing my head up. Making me look straight into his cold eyes.

"I didn't marry your mother because I liked her. I married her because, unfortunately, she was my mate and I knew I would benefit a lot from her family if I married her. Marriage is not about love or whatever your little head tells you. Marriage is about what you would benefit from it." he spat out, forcefully let go of my chin and I staggered backward. Stunned by his cold, heartless words.

"You..."

"I always do what would bring benefits to me. And marrying the Alpha would bring a lot of benefits to this household. The Alpha is a bastard who let his dick control his head, fine. That's your problem to deal with, not mine." my father took a deep breath and turned his back on me, walking back towards the couch.

"You can't fuck this up for me, Violet Hemsworth. Never!" he added before sinking back into his seat.

I held back my tears as I rushed out of the living room, I didn't look back as I ran out of the house not paying the maid any head as they asked me where I was rushing off to.

I only had one place and one person in mind, Kira, my best friend. If anything, she was the only one who knew how to get my mind off my messed up life.

I knew my father didn't care for me that much, but I couldn't believe he would choose what will benefit him over me, his only child.

Alpha Ansel was a certified manwhore. I foolishly thought he would change his ways when he found me, his mate, but that never happened. Despite announcing our wedding, he continued to see other women.

Kira was the only one who understood my intense dislike for the manwhore Alpha, who turned out to be my mate, and she shared my disdain. She loathed him as much as I did, and I thanked the goddess for giving me a friend who thought so similarly to me.

I panted heavily as I arrived at Kira's place. My head was a jumbled mess, and I couldn't imagine what I would do without her in my life. She was the only one who truly cared for me, who understood me.

I entered the password to the lock and entered her apartment. That just showed the depth of our love and trust. She knew the password to my heart, and I knew everything about her-we shared a bond deeper than words.

I was about to step into the foyer of her apartment when I heard soft moans from the inside. A groan left my mouth and I sighed sadly. I had thought I would meet her alone so she could get my mind off the hurtful words my father said to me but it seemed like that won't be possible now. She was with her lover.

"I will just come back." I grumbled and made to turn around and leave when I heard Kira's voice from her room and I immediately stopped dead in my tracks.

"Even as I ride you like this, Alpha, would you still marry that bitch?!" she panted, my brows crooked as I turned back to stare at her room.

"Yes. Don't you want me to? She's my mate."

Color drained from my face as I heard that voice I couldn't mistake anywhere. Alpha Ansel, my mate in a room with my best friend?

I wanted to match to her room, to yell at them both, but I stood rooted to the floor. My shoulders heaved and my heart hammered in my chest.

"I don't care if she's your mate, you should reject her. She didn't deserve you. You deserve better."

"Ki–Kira?" I whispered, tears streaming down my eyes as I held my chest in shock from what I had just heard from the person I called my best friend.

••• PRESENT •••

"This is my gift for you. If you don't want me to be mad at you, always have this on you." Kira whispered into my ear as she wore the necklace on my neck.

Bile rose in the back of my throat as I stared at her face in the mirror. How can she be faking that she liked me to my face and said bad things about me behind my back?

How can she pretend to like me when she was on the bed with my mate the previous night?

"I'm your only friend, okay? Don't ever forget that." She hugged me from the back, her forehead pressing on the back of my head.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying everything I could to control my breathing. Everything to control my anger and not do anything to fuck up this for my father.

I slowly opened my eyes only to see Kira, staring at my neck with her eyes widened in shock. I didn't understand what she saw that made her so shocked but immediately it dawned on me, I hastily pushed her away from me and stood up from the chair, dragging my wedding dress up to cover my neck.

"Where did you get that... Mark? Who marked you?" she demanded, terror was clearly shown on her face.

I dragged my bottom lip into my mouth and nibbled on it. How can I forget about what I did the previous night?

VIOLET

"Who the fuck marked you, Vee?" Kira snapped, and I tumbled backwards, crashing into the dresser. My hands knocked the makeup box off the table, and it crashed to the floor.

"You haven't answered my question," Kira grunted, anger clearly shown on her face as she closed the distance between us. Standing before me with her brows raised, she demanded, "Alpha Ansel hasn't Marked you. Now I demand you tell me who that bastard is who marked you."

I stood frozen, my breath was uneven staring at my best friend who had suddenly turned out to be another person. She looked pissed and I didn't know why she was so angry when she wasn't in any position to be mad at me.

What? Did she really think she has the right to be mad at me after what she did the previous night? After all, she was the reason why I did what I shouldn't have done.

"Move out of the way, Kira." I panted heavily and slowly let go of the table. I gulped down nothing as I tried to move away but she didn't let me.

Kira grabbed my shoulders, her nails cutting through my flesh. "Don't tell me you are sleeping around with another man when you are mated to the Alpha? Are you crazy?" she yelled at my face, shaking my shoulders to keep my gaze on her.

What? Weren't I allowed to sleep around when that was what my mate had been doing all along? Why must I stay loyal when he doesn't care about my feelings?

"Why can't I?" I blinked back my tears. I gently rubbed my palms together as I moved my gaze away from her. "You know the Alpha isn't any better, after all, you already witnessed that." I snapped back at her. My shoulders trembled in anger and frustration as my mind wandered back to the previous night.

I felt disgusted with myself for what I did. I shouldn't have done it, I should have called them out on their shit and not thought of taking revenge. But what would my father have done if I raised an alarm and Alpha Ansel called our wedding off?

"I didn't know you were this shameless." Kira smirked, my head darted at her and I couldn't believe my ear. "What gave you the right to cheat on the Alpha? Just because you stinking bitch is mated to the Alpha doesn't make you special."

I didn't know how it happened, but my palm had met Kira's cheek in a resounding slap before I even realized what I had done."

"You bitch?!" Kira gasped, her hand flew to her cheek and I moved back in shock. My eyes widened in shock as I stared at my hand like I was possessed.

This can't be happening. I can't afford to act reckless on my wedding day. What if the Aloha find out? What if he calls our wedding off? What would my father do to me?

The thought of my father ripping my head off my neck made my stomach churned. Bile rose in my throat and I slapped a hand over my mouth.

"Did you just slap me, Violet?" Kira repeated, letting her hand slide down from her face. She looked pissed, like she could murder me at any moment.

I shook my head as I backed away from her. I wish the ground could just open and swallow me whole.

"I will teach you a lesson for slapping me. I will make you regret ever raising your hand to hit..."

"Lady Violet, your father is here," the guard my father had placed at my door since the previous night announced. The color drained from my face as I shifted my gaze to the door. My chest heaved as I gripped the edge of the table to steady myself.

"This is not over." Kira scoffed, she leaned in and whispered into my ear. "Don't think you have won just because I'm going now." she straightened and smiled brightly at me.

The door opened and my father stepped in in his glory. The moment my father drew closer, Kira adjusted her posture and plastered on a charming smile and I trembled in fear at how easy it was for her to deceive people.

"You are here, Mr. Hemsworth? I was just about to ask you." She walked up to my father and gave him a light peck on his cheek.

Kira's father died when she was four. She grew up in the care of her mother, who died when she was fourteen, leaving her alone in the world. Perhaps the feeling of not having anyone was the reason I loved her more than I should have.

"Oh, dear Kira." my father beamed, moving his hand to my shithead friend to caress her cheek.

"You must be heartbroken that your friend is getting married, huh? I also feel the same. My only daughter is going to leave me to be with her husband."

"You have no idea how I'm feeling right now." Kira gushed.

I shook my head, my heart shattering as I watched the two of them. It was absurd how they could pretend to have my best interest when they didn't. My father and Kira were so alike, it was as if he had given birth to her instead of me.

"I'll leave the both of you alone to talk. Please call for me if you need anything, Vee." Kira flashed me a fake smile.

I wanted to snap at her. I so much wanted to tell her that I hope I never see her again. One glance at my father, I knew so well not to fuck this up.

"Y–yeah." I groaned, watching her walk out of my room with my fists clenched to my side.

"You look beautiful!" my father blurted out, making my head snapped at him at once. "Just like the Alpha would want it."

My heart bled. My soul cried as I watched my father smile warmly at me for the first time in years. It would have been great if I weren't in the situation I was. I would have jumped on my father and hugged him tightly, just like I used to do before everything went south.

"T–thank you..."

"This is great for my business. Just imagine how many contracts I'm going to bag for having the pack Luna as my daughter? You're an asset, no, you're THE asset," he purred, moving around my room, smiling like my feelings were nothing to him.

How could my father be so cruel, to put his business over me? I'd always known my father was the worst bastard to ever exist, but I'd never for once thought he would take his business over me. He had always loved for his company to have the highest percentage of clients, but what about me? Didn't he think I was hurting or did he just not care?

"I..." I opened my mouth but closed it back immediately. Nothing coming out of my mouth.

I didn't care what he was going to do to me. I couldn't take it anymore. I was going to tell him to go die, to say that I didn't care. But the moment my hand moved to my neck to caress the ache, my fingers unconsciously hovering over the bite mark, I froze. Bile rose in the back of my throat and I felt my body crawl.

••• THE PREVIOUS NIGHT •••

I wasn't the type to seek revenge. Even when the maids at home bullied me as a child, I never once considered retaliating because I believed my parents weren't saints either.

But this time, the only thing that came to mind after seeing my best friend in bed with my mate was to seek revenge. I knew I might regret my little scheme later on, but it would make me feel better to cheat on my mate, just as he had been doing to me.

The door opened and the woman from earlier stepped outside. "Everything is ready. Please go in." she smiled warmly at me.

I slowly raised my brows, wondering if she had any idea of what would happen if anyone were to know of this. "What about the man? Is he someone from this pack? Someone who might know who I am?"

"I doubt that," she said, waving a hand and rolling her eyes. So much for a brothel owner. "Everyone who lodges here are strangers. You have nothing to fear."

I gave a curt nod and muttered a thank you. I pulled the cloak down from my head and stepped into the hallway. A voice in my mind screamed at me to go back home, to forget what I saw earlier, and act like nothing happened. But another voice urged me to do what would make me feel better.

A thick scent of musk and spring flowers hit my nostrils the moment I walked into the room and shut the door behind me. I hastily closed my eyes, trying to calm my racing heart before committing the worst mistake of my life.

"Come here, I don't have all night!" a voice growled from the other end, his tone was fierce and uncompromising.

I swallowed nothing as I dropped my cloak on the floor and started dragging my legs towards where the voice was coming from.

The room was dark, the only light in the room was coming from the dim nightstand lamp. I was a bit grateful for the darkness, because I didn't want to know what the stranger I was sharing a bed with would look like.

"I have one condition." I gulped down nervously as I tugged at my dress, I felt my shoulders jerked backwards in fear. "We will be doing it with our clothes on."

"Get on the bed!" A low grunt came from behind, startling me. I quickly moved to the bed and shut my eyes as I felt a pair of hands grip my waist, pinning me to the bed.

I shut my mind off, not wanting to know what the stranger was doing to my body. I didn't want to feel it. I felt disgusted, and bile rose in the back of my throat as I felt something sliding into me, stretching me as it went deeper. Cutting off my air supply.

His hands roamed my clothed body, making my skin crawl. I wanted to disappear, to disappear to where I wouldn't be feeling any of the regret that flooded my head. To where I wouldn't be hearing any of the voices in my head that were judging me.

I felt hot tears rolling down my eyes as the stranger kept sliding into my clit, his cock filling every inch I have, stretching me for more.

I thought it couldn't get any worse, until I felt his hot breath fanning my neck and something sharp, like fangs, piercing the back of my neck. The world stopped when I heard a growl rumble from his chest, and the realization of what the stranger just did made my heart stop beating at once.

He marked me!

••• PRESENT •••

"Lady Violet, it's time to get to the hall." a voice called out to me, jolting me out of my thoughts.

"Already?" I panted heavily, my hand sliding down from my neck as I attempted to hide the horrible mistake before my father could see.

He would kill me if he knew what I did. He would fucking rip my head off my body if he discovered what I had done, something that might hinder his chance of bagging more contracts through his relationship with the Alpha.

"Daughter?" my father called, stepping in front of me with a sincere smile lingering on his face. He stretched out a hand, "shall we?"

My breath hitched as I nodded, gently laying my hand in his. He gripped it tightly like I was something dear to him.

My heart hammered in my chest. It was happening, and there was nothing to stop it. If my father hadn't caught my mistake, my husband would. He'd kill me once he discovered I was carrying another man's mark. But at least the marriage would be sealed and my father would still get his share.

Nevertheless, it was certain that I would die, one way or another.

VIOLET

"The Alpha left?" I asked for the second time to make sure I wasn't hearing wrong.

"Yes." the palace guard grunted, still blocking me from entering into the hall.

My heart gave a struck as I looked sideways, trying to make sense of what was happening but I couldn't think of anything. Why would the Alpha left when we haven't get the marriage over with?

"Violet, what's going on?" my father growled, my shoulders jerked in fear as I stepped away from him.

He shouldn't be asking me that question when we both left house together, but in my father defense, if anything go wrong you should ask Violet. She must have done something wrong.

Maybe this time, he was right. But I couldn't pinpoint what made the Alpha left the hall and banned us from going in.

When my father saw that I wouldn't be answering his question, he turned to the guard and puffed out air.

"What happened?" he asked the guard who seemed to be having a bad day. "Why did the Alpha left? What happened before we got here, and what about the wedding?"

"That's too many questions." he groaned, hand resting on the edge of the dagger that was fastened to his chest, right above his sword. "I don't think we're close to be throwing questions around."

"Fuck this bastard." my father mumbled under his breath as he slowly turned around to stare at me. My chest tightened and I rubbed my clammy hands together.

"I swear I didn't know what..."

"Oh, you're still here?" a voice I would never mistake for anything in the world chuckled behind me. I abruptly turn to see Kira marching towards us with two guards trailing behind her.

"Thank goddess you are here." my father took a step forward, a tired smile crept up his face as he turned to face Kira. "You were here earlier, right? Do you think you have any idea what made the..."

"Shouldn't you be at the Palace now, confessing your sins?" she walked past my father, totally ignoring him as she came to stand in front of me. A maniac smirk plastered on her face.

"What sin?" my father barked, rushing back to me. He gripped my shoulders, claws piercing into my skin and I let out a soft gasp.

I let my gaze dropped to the floor, the look on my father's face was frightening and I might end up begging him to just kill me because that seemed to be what would happen anyway.

"She didn't tell you?" Kira fake gasped and I took my bottom lip in my mouth, nibbling on it until I could feel blood slipping into my mouth.

"I swear to the moon, if I find out you did something stupid to fuck with my business, I will kill you and leave your worthless body for the bird to feed on." he sneered, shoved me back before turning to face Kira. "Please dear, tell me what happened."

"Well," Kira shrugged off her shoulders, stepping away from the guards and smiled warmly at me. "You can hear for yourself when you get to the palace." she smirked at my father before turning to walk away.

"Take them. Alpha Ansel want them both, alive." Kira ordered the guards before walking away.

It felt like my air plug was cut off as I panted to catch my breath. What the fuck has Kira done? She didn't tell the Alpha about the mark, right?

"I would hate to mishandled you, Alpha's mate. Please come with us." one of the guards uttered, his face was void of emotion as he gave me a once-over look like just my mere existence disgust him.

"You can take her, let her sort whatever shit she has done. Stupid idiot daughter of satan!" my father hissed, turning around to walk away before another guy blocked his path.

"You're coming with us. Alpha Ansel want the both of you at the palace. Now, start moving."

For the first time in my life, I feared to leave the house. Perhaps I should just kill myself, but what about my father? What would happen to him if he was to be the only one to face the Alpha? Would he be able to forgive me?

We got inside the car and I have never felt this suffocating before. It felt like I was going to choke on my breath and die. Somehow death by suffocating didn't sound as bad as dying by the Alpha's hands.

I didn't know how long I had been in my head for because the car suddenly stopped moving and the car door opened at my side.

"We are here. Come with me." the guard announced and we hastily stepped out of the car, following behind the guard who looked like he might drive his dagger into the crook of my neck anytime soon.

My wedding dress was beginning to felt heavy the more I trailed behind the guard. Each step I took made me closer to wherever the Alpha was. I was frightened to meet him. This wasn't how I planned to spend my wedding day, but who was responsible for this if not me?

The double door to a large hall opened and the guard stepped away. "You two can go in. The Alpha is inside, waiting for you."

"You better haven't done something crazy because I'm so ready to be childless. So help me goddess." my father mumbled before entering into the hall first and I trailed behind him.

I didn't think it before, but now I realized coming here was a bad idea. I should have die long before arriving at the palace. I should have jumped out of the moving car earlier and hit my head on the concrete floor and die.

Murmur filled the hall as we walked in and I couldn't bring myself to raise my head to look at them. I felt like they were all judging me, that I might crumble if I could see their judgmental eyes, glaring dagger into my skull.

My world shattered as I walked down the hall with my father beside me. I couldn't breath properly, my shoulders heaved as I gripped my dress in both hands.

"Stop right there!" an husky voice howled, making me came to an abrupt halt.

My heart thumped hard in my chest, I slowly raised my head to see Alpha Ansel, the man I was supposed to be getting married to, sitting on his throne, with a murderous glare plasterd on his face.

"I..." the word lingered on my tongue as I watched my best friend, no, the person I assumed was my best friend walked in and moved closer to the Alpha. Kira whispered something into Alpha Ansel's ear before stepping away from him. Our eyes met for a brief second, I didn't miss the devilish smirk on her face.

Whatever was going on has to do with the mark, and they were all Kira's doing. She so much wanted to see me go down, even though I never did anything to earn her hatred.

"You better be right with your accusations," Alpha Ansel grunted before moving his gaze from Kira to stare at me. "Stripe her and show me you are right."

It felt as though my world was crumbling down at my feet. Kira took a long stride toward me, her lips curved into a sly smirk.

My father hastily turned to me, he gripped my shoulders and I felt his hands trembling. His eyes softened and he whispered in a shaky voice. "Violet, for the love of goddess, tell me what you did."

A tear slid down my face upon seeing the look on my father's face. For the first time since I was born, I saw my father looked scared. I wanted to assume he was worrying about me, but no, he wasn't. My father can't be worried about the daughter he had always wanted dead in place of his wife.

"I'm sorry," I cried out as I felt something pierced into my side, cutting through my dress before a hand yanked the fabric off my body.

I stood there, in just my panties and bra. Hot liquid rolling down my face as I bust into tears.

"I would rather die than lie to you, Alpha. Your mate is carrying a mark of another man!" Kira yelled out, pushing me to the floor.

"Violet!" my father yelled out my name in a tone I could call panic and fear.

The hall erupted in murmur as everyone present seemed to be having something to say, at the same time.

"Now," Kira stepped in front of my father, cupping his cheek, "you now know what happened. What are you going to do to get yourself out of the mess your dear daughter made?" she whispered to his face, bile rose in the back of my throat as I watched my friend, having fun with my situation.

She looked happy. She looked rather too happy for someone who had claimed to be my friend. Someone who vowed to stand with me through thick and thin.

"Now that you have known your crime I shall pass my judgment." Alpha Ansel announced, I felt my chest tightened in fear.

What could my punishment be? What punishment could my silly revenge brought to me?

"Alpha," my father dropped on his knees, the ground shook beneath me and I clenched my fists beside me. I felt ashamed of myself. I wished it was all a dream. I wished the past 24 hours was nothing but a dream.

"My daughter, no, I have sin against you, Alpha. Please, give me a chance to correct my mistake." My father pleaded, I felt my breath hitched hearing that from him. He seemed scared of the judgment the beast would pass onto me-us.

"For failing as a father, and for plotting a scheme on your Alpha..." he paused midway through his sentence and I felt balls of sweat roll down my face.

I wanted to yell that he made me do what I did. If he hadn't been a manwhore, I wouldn't have had the balls to share a bed with a stranger. If he hadn't cheat on me with my best friend, I probably wouldn't have thought of having a shameful revenge. But I couldn't say any of that, it would make my punishment severe for sharing the Alpha's personal life outside in the open.

"I shall behead you in front of everyone and your company will be taken over by the council. Your daughter will be stripped in front of the pack members and she will be stone to death. Anyone who try to help you will be considered a traitor and they would also face the same judgment..."

My father burst into tears, his muffled sob reached my ears. I wanted to crawl up to my father, to apologize for what I had done, but I couldn't move. I felt glued to the floor, and my body trembled in shock and fear.

"Guards! Take them away!" Alpha Ansel barked and I could heard heavy footsteps marching towards us. Fear gripped my entire body as I felt a pair of hands grabbed my arms and tried to pull me to my feet.

"What's going on here?!" A male voice asked from towards the exit. His voice sounded like the growl of a mighty beast, fierce and uncompromising.

The room was dead silent, I could no longer hear the muffled cries of my father. Alpha Ansel's eyes were burning with fury for interrupting his moment.

"I'll ask again Ansel, and you will answer me. What's going on here?!" The person asked again, the voice was cold, sending eerie chill down my spine.

For a strange reason, I felt the voice was somehow familiar. Beads of sweat rolled down my face at the thought that the stranger from the previous night might be the same person.

My heart hammered hard against my chest, and I shook my head, my vision blurring as I whispered to myself, "It can't be him. It must not be him."