There wasn't an inch of my body that was not screaming in protest. Seeing all that blood dripping from the dreaded end of that whip, seeping the walls and spattered over Hunter was gruesome enough to make a grown man pause, let aside give a sixteen year old body aches.

Damon was here for the entire time, looking somewhat satisfied by Hunter but annoyed from the time he was taking inbetween lashes. I didnt know how Hunter would sleep after this, probably nightmares of the incident causing him to have restless nights for now on. God bless his poor soul.

After finally hitting fifty, Hunter had fell to his knees, trying to get Leila to stir, moan or give any indication she was still breathing. She gave none but after checking her pulse from the side of her sweaty neck, he gave a relieved sigh. Damon had went pass them both, hardly any more indifferent than he ever was, ordering Carter to get some Omegas here to clear the mess before stomping down the stairway, not once stopping to see the damage he had done behind.

The way Leila was crippled lifelessly had enraged me beyond expected. Surprisingly though, I went quietly with Kaden when he wrapped my arm over his neck to hoist myself up. I didn't once let my eyes wander nor blink from the site. Even as Kaden lead us to the way to bedroom.

The bedroom was worse than the hallway, it stunk of blood, Silver, sweat and long dried desperation. My first instinct were to run. An unease wave of nausea swarmed the content of my stomach. My breathing hitched from the Déjà vu as if I were being suffocated in my own body.

Kaden seemed to notice, his brows furrowing. "Nora, it's alright. Just breathe calmly. Everything will be fine."

"J-just leave me," I exahled, taking a seat on the bed's edge.

"Just breathe as easily as you can manage while I go fetch that figlio di puttana Antanio-" "No you won't. You wont be doing anything of that sort. Ill be fine, leave me now." I objected after swallowing some heavy gulps of air.

"Nora-" "Just do as I say damnit! No Rossi, just...no one. Leave." I said now tiredly, no energy leftover to interrogate anymore with anyone. I secretly prayed he caught the hint in my tone to shut up without me saying.

"Im sorry you had to see that Nora. I truly am," He sounded sincerely remorseful, I didnt know to whether to fall or not. "You're not the type of person who should be getting used to seeing stuff like that. You deserve more than that. You deserve more than to be locked in your own room like a prisoner."

He averted his gaze. "He's ordered me lock the door on my way out but I dont want to Nora. I want to stay with you but Damon has my hands tied with Hunter-" "Dont say anymore. Just do it. Ive grown used to it by now." I informed him. His eyes deepened with sympathy, resting a hand on my back before heading and locking the door behind him. The lock tumbled into place.

I slid down my back rubbing against the edge of the bed, crippling myself on the ground, cradling my knees to my chest and curling up into a ball. Hot tears swelled my eyes and I was unable to see, everything in the room blurred into one.

No one entered. Hours ticked by in blinks. Nightfall came after an eternity. Maybe it were for the best to leave me in my solitude because it there wasn't nothing dangerous on this planet than a hurting She-Wolf crying out for the blood of revenge to the Moon Goddess.

After burying my face into the bowls of my knees, I rose my parched eyes to see the radiant white blades of the moon's ray shimming in a pool of translucent silver in the dark. Crawling on the floor with the softest part of my palm, I inch towards it, hauling my dead feet below me. Basking in the fluoresce beams with glassy eyes, a single drop trickled down the face of my cheek onto the stale ground where it twinkled in the glorious shafts. As if it were the gem of the world. I shouldve destroyed my heart when I had the option so it wouldn't have hurt this much.

Maybe, you should've.

....

'I never asked for her to be my Mate just so you know and the Moon Goddess above knows, I never wanted her from when I first laid eyes on her and I never will, for she's a pain in my ass and a waste of space. That's all'.

Even in the dept of my mind, his traitorously bitter words were on a constant rerun. Sleep never came nor did my eyes close, laying coldly, still in my grimy attire from the Game's on the floor of my bedroom in the exact position of the night before when lounging in the presence of the Moon Goddess, lost on my the train of thought somewhere in my head.

Frankly, I dont remember when my eyes caught the coldness of floor alluring me to indulge. Or when I decided to stretch out my stiff calves and salty palms, laying lifelessly sprawled on the ground as Leila had done. The memory of her seeming to be unforgettable.

It was when some gentle tapping, about three continuous rapid knocks when my train swerved and crashed into a heap ton of crap. Blinking the effect off, I rub my eyes to sooth the dryness with the flats of my fingertips.

"Luna Nora," Carter's deep sensational voice crooned. "Beta K-"

"YOU HAVE EXACTLY 10 SECONDS TO HAUL YOUR ASS AWAY BEFORE I WRENCH OFF YOUR FUCKING PENIS OFF AND STAPLE IT TO YOUR FOREHEAD," June roared abruptly. No doubt she was undergoing my pain with me, so I left her as she was in her state; agitated as any elderly woman, obnoxious as any teen defied by their parent but internally devastated, like she had sold the dearest part of her soul to the devil knowing she'd she never get back.

The other side of the door went awfully cold. There was a brief muffle of footsteps, scurrying off in the opposite direction away from the room and I knew for a fact he was gone, never to come back after my forewarning.

Not quite the dumbass we'd mistaken him for, I scoff. June had disappeared into oblivion. Resting my eyes for a second, I hear the doorknob rattle for a split second. There was no knock as the door was sprung open.

"You know the door was unlatched since 6 in the morning," Kaden rested himself by the threshold crossing his arms, looking at the doorknob. Though he wore cleaner clothes and his hair was tousled, I knew by now looks could be deceived. He hadn't slept a minute, dark circles inked under his lids confirmed it. He appeared just as unrested and distressed.

"I heard, but I couldn't care any less," I said impassively, hauling myself up. He trudged in, transferring the weightiness in his walk.

"Heard about your pleasant encounter with Carter moments ago," His lips twitched. "He appeared rather troubled, just thought you'd know. I couldn't have possibly wondered why."

"Wouldn't call it pleasant, nor ugly," I leaned on a hand forward with my calves crossed behind, appearing as composed as I could muster without collapsing. "I didnt leave a breathe open for interrogation and I dont intend to either."

My eyes darted to meet his. He shook his head amusingly, outstretching a hand and heaving me up. "Im glad you're finally learning on how to behave here. About time I'd say but again. 'Its never to late than sorry,'" He winked, motioning for me to take a seat on the bed. Up close, not just his clothing but his mouth also reeked of alcohol and cigars. Flirty remarks aside, his face hardened. "Dont give him the impression you wouldn't threaten his family heir creators if you had the choice, or else, he wont spare the chance to crawl under your skin again."

Gliding my hands back and forwards over the sheets, I thought. "Why are you here Kaden? You wouldn't come here to praise me. Come again, you wouldnt come unless you wanted something done or, wanted to tell me something about Damon or his past that would haunt me. Fuck Carter, I want to know your intentions."

"Nora darling," He shook his head disapprovingly leaning against the far wall by the bathroom, a fairly good distance away, crossing his arms. "You've mistaken me now as the enemy."

"Do tell me then Kaden. You're the Beta and childhood best friend, the alleged brother of the my biggest enemy," I pointed out, narrowing my eyes. "Why wouldn't I consider you as one?"

"That enemy claiming to be dissociated with, is your Mate Nora," He raised an eyebrow as a matter-of-fact.

Plastering my best poker face, my eyes bore into his. "Ill start treating him as my Mate the day he decides to put on his big boy panties, and starts respecting me as the fucking Luna I was meant to be. Until then, why would anything matter?"

Kaden took the silence to study my face, boring his eyes to seep through the facade he assumed I held up. What did he know of how my hatred was beyond the point of resolving. Of how my blood rose from the thought he had changed, or had the ability too. How he had tricked me into trusting him after knowing his infidelity with his supposed ex, Stephanie. How he falsely acted as if he was enraged and 'wanted' to save me back in that alleyway back on New Years. It made me want to skin myself alive in the scorching sun, knowing how his fingers had traced my skin and how he kissed me as if it were mean anything to him.

Not only was his sympathy with those orphan a scam, Damon's malicious behavior was another problem. He tore apart his own Pack's Warriors and members to maintain his dominance and to satisfy his ego without showing the least bit of repentance. How couldn't anyone with an actual functioning heart understand that level of coldness he was emitting.

"Ive not only come here to give a personal invite to my place tonight and to hopefully, shed some light on this whole mess." Kaden averted his eyes.

"Have you now? And here I was expecting you wanted to have tea and discuss about the treading ways to decapitate a head." My sarcasm goes unacknowledged. The rigid features of his face told me something was bothering him. He arose, beginning a slow pace towards the middle of the room.

"Nora. You know me and Damon arent related by blood," He murmured lowly, glaring my inappropriate eye roll aside. "Hunter though, is and always will be my youngest brother, that youre very aware of Im sure, and Leila-"

He awaited a breathe worth of time. His impatient pacing made me somewhat fidgety and palms clammy. I shut my gaping mouth, pressing my palms together anxiously. "What about her?"

No response. He continued to march in roundabouts, avoiding to meet my eyes at all cost. "Kaden," I admonish dangerously, seeing him refusing to speak, "What about her?"

Kaden swore. He froze in between steps, staring with disbelief before clearing his throat.

"Leila... she's our younger sister."

"Wha-!" "-I knew but Hunter and Leila didn't. They still don't to this day."

"She cant be. She's...nothing like you! Youre lying!"

"Nora. Im not lying. Give me one reason I would. Our parents had her given up for being to agile and weak right after birth. It wasn't her fault even. How could it be anyone's fault? Our dad-," he gritted his teeth, "Our father wasn't one fond of the weak or of having a daughter. Our mother was always absentminded, her amnesia always getting the best of her. She couldnt remember anything for long. I was about three and Hunter wasn't even one yet, we couldn't do anything. I was helpless. Leila was given to some of the lowest Rank of Omegas, and yes, believe it. There are Ranks amongst those wretched son of a bitches too." He spat, laughing nervously. An emotion, supposedly guilt, deepened the rigidness to his characteristics.

"She was raised by them, luckily taken in by some of the more generous ones without them even knowing her true identity of being part of one of the higher ranks. That she was the Beta's only daughter. If they were to know, she wouldn't have spared the generosity they were offering, and I made sure that they didn't know, even if it meant defying my father's orders. It was they most I could do as her older brother." His fist curled in to balls, anger firing in his orbs.

"Our bastard of a father wasnt expecting her to even live the week! He'd abandoned the thought of her existence as if she werent his very own blood. A disposed piece of trash. Now imagine, to his dread seeing her breathing and alive on his deathbed as his administering Omega. His face was priceless, so drained of blood it caused the very heart attack that killed him. I made sure he caught sight of her when he was on death's bed and also that he knew who she was when I had brought her in to be appointed to his side, even if meant that Leila didnt know that the man in front of her for who she'd be caring was her father. The father had discarded his own daughter on the day of her birth without a fair chance to life."

"And you cared NOT to tell her! You let her suffer those all that she has. All the beating she's sustained, those bruises on her body, the assaults! After all these year! You now what. You're sick Kaden, just as mentally sick as everyone else in damned Pack! All you care about is the ranks, status, girls and that's why you spent all those years cowering under Damon's ass!!" I shouted, my anger getting the better of me. The thought of a newborn being thrown between two rival wolf dens was sickening, even in a Pack as such. "You sat in the sidelines watching her being devoured by the Pack you so protect and defend. You just watched from the shadows when instead you could've done something about it, and now you stand in front of me like a victim?

"If I were her, Id be damned before knowing what a monster I have for a brother." I spat.

"I wasn't worried about myself Nora and nor did I cower! Im telling you all this because I didn't know what the heck I was doing all these years keeping not only my emotions suppressed but Hunter's as well when I thought I was doing the right thing! What we think may be right at one point isn't always best option available. You should know that. You think Damon's the monster of your life and that despising him is the rightest thing you could ever do, but it isnt necessarily the best choice. Youre hurting yourself more in the process.

"Im telling you this because Damon's doing the exact same now. He's still hurting from when the title was given to him at that naiive age of 14, 6 years ago."

"Sometimes holding on gives more pain that letting go Kaden. And for providing such a pathetic excuse on the behalf of your respectful brother, its not a valid reason. Putting up sexist rules about females. Hurting all those people in the name of sport-" I chocked from the image of Damon in the stadium with the blood of his Pack staining his body.

"Let me guess," Kaden calculated, motioning his head in thought. "You havent finished his mother's diary have you now?"

"How do you know about it?" I try to keep the alarm in my tone subsided, confusion getting the better of me until it hit me. "After all this time-."

"Always. Who did you think gave it in the first place?" Kaden questioned, rising an eyebrow.

"Why the rip pages?" I inquiry gravely, my inner book nerd growing highly enraged from the thought of someone tampering with a book, although he did get my Harry Potter reference. That's a first.

"Would you be able to read about how life was absolutely, horrifying it was for his mother? How when Damon's first word were 'mama', his mother was beaten by her Mate -Damon's father- for learning how to say mama than dada? How she was dying to remain optimistic not only her sake, but Damon's? Besides," Kaden cleared his throat, tugging at his jacket preparing to leave. "You didnt need to read all that, you needed to know the key parts to understand."

I had fallen short of words and Kaden took notice. "Finish it...then only will you see things clearer than they really are." Kaden headed to the door. "Everything aside, you missy nerd pants, will be coming to my party tonight. I wont take any excuse, you're coming. Damon or not, you have too."

I bit my lower lip impatiently. "Whats it about?" I ask sacredly, dont know whether to dread why I asked or making it sound as if I were to come.

"Now, now. Dont you trust your beloved ally?" he drawled with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

.... Hey, Haven't disappeared into a corner yet! I know it's been a month since the last update (okay, even more probably), but it's a stressful month.

I despise semester two so much. 😩

The Author; xbookgirlx15