Cravings

Mistrial

I knew that luna Diana was going to succeed, I had no one on my side and I was nothing but a worthless slave in their eyes. For some reason she felt threatened by me and wanted to get rid of me at all cost.

"Please, Alpha, I swear on my life, I did not do it, please, you have to believe me!" I implored, my sobs cutting in after every word and the rage in his eyes burned brighter at my pleadings. "She said she was in pain, I was just trying to help her, I did not even put my hands on her! I did not push her, I would not gain anything by causing her a miscarriage, I am innocent! I am innocent!" I shrieked as he yanked my head back before throwing me off my knees and the cheerful spectators rejoiced as I met the ground with my chin and a spasm of pain rippled across my face, all the way to the back of my head.

In that moment, I made a promise to myself. A vow I was going to keep until I take my very last breath, if I do not die tonight. They are all going to live to regret this. My pain and suffering will not be in vain.

"I do not care what you have to say, I would save all of that energy if I were you." I cowered as he rose from his seat and glared at my form, casting a dark shadow on me with his imposing, hulking build. "As punishment, I am banishing you from my pack, from every domain I own. In the midnight hour, you will be thrown in the Blood River Forest, and believe me, I cannot wait for the rogues to tear you apart."

That was a death sentence. The infamous Blood River Forest was the habitat of the most dangerous, demented rogues and the most powerful, aggressive, ruthless demon wolves and fearsome, bloodthirsty lycans. The Forest was feared by all, no one ever walked into that forest and made it out. They all were never seen again.

"Look at me!" He snapped as I lowered my eyes and they immediately shot up to his tense face. "I want you to memorize this face, I want my face to be the last thing you see when you suffer the most excruciatingly painful death, when you take your very last breath. No pain you will ever suffer will ever surpass the pain of losing a child. I wish you a slow, unbearably painful death, Allesia, I knew I should've let father snap your little neck in half while you were just a little pup."

Alpha Duncal gave me one last death glare before he turned his attention to the three, tall, hunky men posed behind me. "Take her away and wait for my instruction."