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Cleaning myself up, I sat on my bed. Allowing my actions for the last few hours completely sink in.

I lifted my arm up, ready to pull my hair out in frustration however, the sweater had clung to my right arm, strangely wet. Pulling the sleeve up, I saw the bite.

Ryan bit me while I was still in human form, I couldn't even make out where his teeth had punctured my skin, blood had soaked my arm completely. The adrenaline rush slowly wore off, leaving behind a stabbing sensation in my arm.

I was annoyed at myself, I caused this all to happen. Taking the sweater off, I walked to the bathroom.

Rinsing my arm completely under freezing water, not the best idea I admit but it allowed me to see the bite marks.

I picked up beautiful clean white towel & placed it around my arm. Silently dying on the inside from ruining my whites.

I thew my draws open, I'm sure I had a first aid kit here somewhere. It had to be here, the blood had seeped into the towel. Slowly dripping into my carpet.

I grabbed the alcohol bottle that was stashed away by Becca & pulled the cork out. I put my arm over the sink & poured it over the cut.

The scream left my lips before I could even realise it was me. I was hurt in my human form, which meant healing in my humans form. Not to mention Ruby was angry with me, so any support or healing for her was nada.

My legs felt like jelly, I was certain the whole household could hear my screams. Once I was done, I grabbed another towel & this time tightly wrapped it around my arm. Grabbing another towel I did the same thing.

I could go see Beau in the morning... we'll that's if he even wants to see me. I could've easily stitched myself up if I had the equipment. This is one main reason me & dad argued.

I've tried explaining to him, the pack needs to learn real survival skills. If I was out in the woods, I would've already got this infected & lost my arm by now. It was the first thing I'll be doing on my mental checklist when dad steps down from Alpha.

After putting a sports bra on I crawled into bed, with the little energy I did have. My mate was angry with me, Ryan was in trouble because of me. I hurt Beau with hot tea & Jacob walked out on me. Not to mention, nobody came to check up on me either. I know my screams could clearly be heard. What if I died?

I could hear someone in the dinning room - a few people actually. A loud laugh is what had me opening my door to find out what the sound was.

Pizza, was the first scent that hit me. They were all eating? My stomach growled out in hunger. Tea was the only food I can remember having for the last days even that was a liquid.

My arm stung, I pushed myself off the door & went back to my bed. It's best I don't make an appearance tonight. My stomach rumbled louder, if they really did want me around they would've called me. Or even let me know they had pizza.

With that, I closed my eyes tightly forcing myself to sleep.

ALPHA WESLEY POV:

I was disappointed with Ellas actions. She failed to realise the responsibility she held. You can't be a leader if you're going to lash out on the first issue you disagree with.

If she did that in a pack full of foreign Alphas they'd be out in seconds. Refusing to help & cutting any ties. I lash out however, mine is a lot more contained. She can't harm the ones that are trying to help, she needs to understand that first. She was used to getting whatever she wanted, she wasn't trained fully.

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