Regretted Rejection

Chapter 2: Black Hole

     My name is Sapphire Palacios. I was formally known as the beta's daughter. Now I am known as the packs slave and unwanted guest at the pack house until I shift on my 18th Birthday. Then they will be able to exile me from the pack and I will be a rogue. The reason they have not exiled me yet basically is to save face. 

::::Flashback::::

    "I swear I didn't do it you have to believe me." I screamed but everyone around me looked at me with disgust.

    Things were being said, "What a shame, may he rest in the hands of the moon goddess." and "I can't believe that girl killed her own dad."

      " I hate you." yelled my younger sister, Margrett. Her eyes full of tears, her body covered in blood while holding our father, The beta and great warrior of the pack.

My Brother, Christian just kept glancing back and forth from me to our dad. When he did look at me his eyes black as night a look that could probably haunt anyone's dreams but they were ment towards me.

Mother screamed just making it to the scene. No one had called her or mind linked nor anything and she didn't need them too. She felt the bond break. She knew that only meant he was dead. she wept and dropped right next to him. I tried to hug her and she pushed me away. "Don't you dare come n front it allear him. You are no longer welcome around us. You are no longer a person in this family." she yelled. 

My world blurred with tears as my mother pushed me back away. 

"Please Alpha you must believe me p-please. I would never hurt anyone. Y-y-you know me. I love my father so much. I would never hurt him. There were other wolves here and one even closed his eyes and was gone the moment he closed them." I cried, pleading to him and anyone that would believe truth.

      "I WILL NOT HERE ANOTHER WORD!" he growled, power radiated from him as his power as Alpha came to the front. 

      I flinched as his power held my mental ability to open my mouth. Tears silently ran down my face leaving streaks through the dirtiness that has made it's home on my face. My heart felt like a brick. Thoughts of how it was still keeping me alive after all this filled my head.

       "Yvette, I understand you need time to grieve.  But you must do something with this murderer. What will you do?" We can't exile her until she has shifted. She smells like a wolf therefore rogue's would harm her, but that is not what I care about. I care about the kingdom's pack finding her. If they did they would find out that she was underage and exiled we might lose the funding for the new training arena or something far worse." Alpha explained, to my mother still laying with her head on father's chest.

      "She is no daughter of mine. I don't know this thing in front of me. Do what you want with her." She told him, not an ounce of care for her own daughter. 

       I wanted to speak. I wanted to plead to her, beg. She wouldn't even look at me. I looked at the Alpha, waiting for him to order me to leave or possibly killed me. I could only pray to the moon goddess for a swift almost painless death. His eyes were glossy unmoving like a porcelain dolls. I knew it meant the he was mind linking someone or hell everyone who had shifted that was connected to our pack. Some people simply left. Some warriors grabbed my father and took him to our burial grounds. My mother growled then she and my siblings whimpered while following behind them

         I turned to leave also.  "Where do you think you are going?" Said alpha as he glared at me when I turned back around. I noticed one warrior still standing next to the Alpha. 

      "Make sure this disgusting creature doesn't say or do anything other then grab her things from her home you know where to take her. Then she will stay in the kitchen to make a feast to honor the family of our dear and beloved Beta and warrior. Once that is done she can go back to her new home until it is time to cook breakfast in the morning. As for school she will continue to go because I do not want suspicions from the humans." He spat, in my direction as he was talking to the warrior.

         "Yes Alpha." He said, quickly.

         He grabbed my arm and pulled me towards my home or at least the home I grew up in.  Once we got to the door. He stepped aside and told me I had 5 minutes to grabbed anything I needed. What was left behind would no longer be mine. I ran to my run grabbed a duffel bag I had under the bed packed all the clothes that I needed or could fit. I grabbed a camping backpack that was about three times bigger then a normal backpack and packed my tennis shoes 2 pairs of flats and a towel, a washcloth and my ipod,extra headphones computer, Journal, sketchbook, bag of pencils, I didn't have much space left after all that with the bag already having stuff in it for safety. I could maybe grab two more items three if they were small. I loved everything in my room how could I chose. I decided to grab my treasure box, at least that's what I call it and I grabbed all the photos off my photo board to put in it and the framed picture of me and my family. Then I remembered I had been saving for my 18th day by doing odds and ends around my home and for my father. I moved to a small purse in my closet. I couldn't take it but I could take what was in it which was roughly 2000 dollars, the dress I wanted was way more but I don't know if I'll ever get that chance. I might as well keep it with me just in case they want to exile me. I ran to the door of my room just as it slammed open hitting me in the face.

     "Five minutes, do you not understand what I am saying? Are you stupid now. Don't play stupid with me you little b***h. Be happy the door hit you instead of me. Let's go." The warrior yelled.

       I whimpered as I stood up seeing stars in my eyesight that is gonna leave a mark.

        He pulled on my arm dragging me down the stairs, I barely kept ahold of my duffel bag. He told me to follow him. I quietly followed the warrior to a thick part of the forest still on our packs land but not close enough someone could see me here. I was afraid I though he would kill me now. And Then I seen a small little house really the only name that could used for it was what hut or shack. The kind of ugly you would put on a sheet when your playing mash with your friend and land on the s or on the h except this is worse then a h for house cause it would be a hut. Lower then a shack. He told me that was my new home and to get presentable to go make dinner for the pack. Also that I could not join in I was to come straight home after the food was done. Warriors would be keeping an eye out. He left. My mind was in over drive I went in and threw my stuff on a dingy greenish yellow puke colored sofa, looks like that's my new bed. I went to the tiny bathroom to take a quick shower and found a drain in the ground and a water house sticking through the wall with duck tape holding it in place. I cringed, took a look at the toilet which thank the goddess it was normal and just normal gross. I stripped, got under the hose and tried the knobs surprisingly one worked and to my utterly dismay it only had cold water. Not just cold but the type that almost burn when it hit cause it was to cold. I quickly as possible washed and turned the water off. Got dressed and ran to pack kitchen. I was out of breath when I got there. The lady cooking just eyed me and told me to stay out of the way and go in the pantry to reorder stuff cause she didn't want me working with food I might poison them. I went into the pantry as I was reordering cans on the shelf I didn't hear the door open. I was humming to myself I do that when I'm uncomfortable.  Next thing I knew I was being slammed against the wall. I looked up terrified as the brother that I know and loved looked down at me with a smirk and evil in his eyes, i was about the say something but he started kicking me in the gut. The wind was knocked out of my lungs as i struggled to breath the last blow from him, I heard a sickening crack. And pain filled my chest I hurt so bad. I looked satisfied as he turned around and walked away. I used everything I had in me to pull my self off the floor and into the kitchen. The women who seen me just ignored me or looked at me with smirks. I left and I'm not sure how it made it back but I am laying down on "my new bed." The pain throbbing everywhere as I watch black dots float around my vision till I see nothing and I am floating in blackness.

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         It's been about 1 years and  8 months only a few more months till I turn 17. Then in a year I'll be 18, shift and get out of my living survival horror. At first what I looked forward to was a mate, I thought at least he would love me. He would take me far away. Then I realized alot of males at this pack were mateless and if the moon goddess was cruel enough to put me with one of them then I didn't want a mate. I have been hit, kicked, cut, burned, belittled since my father died. The last time I looked in the mirror I looked sick. I was only allowed whatever was thrown out. They would leave me with just enough not to die. I was a healthy young girl and now I have barely grown if at all and I don't even know if I'll live when I shift. If I do I'm going far away. At least my wolf can hunt and feed us both.  I hope I make it that long. I was taken out of school and put in "homeschool" at least that is what they told the school. I was being sent to the counselor constantly due to questions about wheather I had become anorexic. The pack couldn't have all that. I got beat for that too and a couple of scars to add to the collection. I snapped out of it as my clocked chimes time to go make breakfast.

 :::::::::Jesus's POV::::::::::::

       Zeus is antsy. A few days ago he could smell the scent of his mate somewhere near the pack house but it was so faint he told me she probably hadn't shifted yet. Which of course was relief to me. I don't want and have never wanted a mate. Soon I'll mark my favorite girl in bed so she can be my Luna cause of responsibility and I can f**k her anytime I want plus anyone else I want. We already talked about it she wants me and I want freedom. She will be 18 in about a month. Then we can court in front of my parents for a good show and after a little bit I'll mark her mate her and probably put some of my pups in her and done I'll be alpha by then and this whole mate business will be forgotten. If not her then there is that other one she is a little younger but I can't help think she could be the perfect tool to use to get everything I want. She is higher up. Her brother will be my Beta. He didn't take the role on when his father was killed. His mother stayed in his place as female beta.

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    I would always see Jesus as I sat near the edge of the forest but he would never see me. I felt like a stalker watching him but something always drew me to him maybe because he was so good looking or the way he walked with positivity. Wishing I could be the same way. I even would dream of him but it was always me looking in a window while he had girls clinging to his every word. Jealous that i couldn't have the love he showed them. I would sketch him and a few other things I dreamed about my dad, my mother, and siblings. Sometimes I would dream horribly things about them but I wouldn't draw it what if someone seen. I see Jesus today looking around the pack house as if he is looking for something he lost. I think he almost seen me when he looked up but hopefully I got behind the tree in enough time I think the strength of an alpha's abuse would probably kill me so I try to avoid him like the plague. I go back home and get ready to head out to make lunch. When I get to the kitchen. The lady in charge tells me to take food out of oven and put out silverware  then I can go today there is nothing else for me. SoI finish up and head back home. My door was wide open and as I reached the door o seen my home was destroyed. I quickly clean up the mess and check to make sure the money I had left was still safe. Then I noticed it my whole sketchbook was torn apart and only the drawings of Jesus were missing.