BECCA: I didn't bother going to mom cause I know she would slam the door in my face and tell me to go back to my mate. I walked into the bushes and set Nadia free. She loved to run in the wilderness, I know she would be happy running freely in the bushes. Sincerely, I should be wary of the hunters on loose but it was the least of my worries and I wondered why I am so relax. Growing up in a pack like Crescent moon made me realise how useless woman can be, we are known as sex and kitchen material. Woman train but can't go to war, we are meant to cook for these men when there was war or whatever instead of save our people. My dad would hit my mom countless times but no one would say a word in her defence because women are always wrong and men are always right. These had made me hates mates and I prayed for one that wouldn't want me baring my back to me in the bedroom and kitchen when I want to be relevant. I want know know about the pack, be family to everyone and be someone they can c

ALEXANDER: I walked downstairs to get a cup of water to find Ezra screwing his mate in the living room, how cool. While my mate keeps stopping me, my brother can screw him the way he wants. “Stop walking around, freak!” Ezra shouted and threw a pillow at me. I threw it back at him before going to the kitchen. “Let’s go back to her,” Victor told me trying to peer forward but I pushed him back. “She doesn't want us to Mark her!” I snapped at him. Going back to her would only show I was agreeing to her wish. Why wouldn't she want us to Mark her? Such an arrogant bitch. Just then, Reid came to the living room. He looked like he was mind-linking someone. “Austin said they found someone who witnessed the hunter killing Fernando,” Reid uttered. “Isn’t that Becca’s dad?” Ezra asked and I nodded. “I am gonna check it out,” Reid uttered while I was coming out of the kitchen. “Let’s go together. I'm bored anyways.” I told him, picking up my shirt from the head of the couch. “Arghhh,

BECCA: Opening my eyes, I noticed I couldn't move. It was very inconvenient and when I looked at myself, I saw that I had been trapped in a room. I was tied against a chair with a chain doused in wolfsbane. The pungent of the wolfsbane made me wanna vomit. Talk more of the pain that crossed my body. “Help, who is there?!” I shouted, through the little hole at the door that covered the entrance. It took a while for me to realize that I was in the underground dungeon in the Alphas mansion. “Get me out of here, please!” I shouted, wincing in pain as the chain are into my flesh. “Baby, stop shouting. They are doing this for your own good.” The voice that sounded like that of my mother came to my ears. I knew it couldn't be my mom, she loves me very much; she wouldn't hurt me not in this way. “Stop talking like my mother, you wench!” I shouted through gritted teeth. “Becca, it's me -” The person was sitting on the other side of the door so she stood up and opened the little hole.

BECCA: Again, I was in the dark room with the chain wrapped around my waist biting into my skin causing me more pain than I could grasp. I opened my eyes with my mate gone, I thought Alexander was going to protect me but he didn't. He said he was protecting me, I thought he was going to protect me but he left me to be tortured by Ezra again.The pain this time tripled as the wolfsbane had been soaked in the chain and it was dripping on my skin at the same time the chains were biting into my skin. I winced as j gained consciousness before opening my eyes slightly. The room was dark once again, the wooden stick in the passage was the only illumination in the dungeon. “Please... Water, give me water...” I begged, hoping someone would pop their head through the link but I got nothing. I got nothing, no matter how much I begged, I got nothing at all. Just then, I heard footsteps coming closer to me. I raised my head gently before I saw his head through the hole. “You should be asham

ALEXANDER “Ezra...” I called out to my brother. His face was void, void of all emotions. I was scared, scared at this point that my brother was gone. My jovial brother was gone. “Remember what you did to dad the other day?” Ezra asked, I widened my eyes and he chuckled before drinking from his beer. “Yeah, I knew you killed him and mom covered up for you. I loved you, didn't want you dead therefore I kept shut. That thing you did to dad, I want it done to that woman.” He pointed at my mom standing on the stair. “What did I do Ezra?” Mom’s voice sounded from there, she looked scared. “Cause you caused all these. Everything was all your fault! You made me this weak by always talking down on me. You told me every day that I could never measure up to my brothers. You compared me to them every day building up my low self-esteem but cause I loved you all so much, I never showed that part of myself. I was the loving brother, the jovial brother. The one brother who wouldn't get sad no ma