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Memory number three

I woke to him talking.


     " Alpha Jarred, she was in the beta's back yard" He added. " Locked in a dog house to be specific, with this around her neck" I could hear the click of my collar against something that sounded wooden. I could feel something soft under me.

     " I doubt that the beta would do this to his own daughter" the alpha growled.


      " And why would I have any reason to lie about this?" The boy asked. " I know I'm from a different pack, but I would never lie about something like this. Uncle, you have to believe me, she's been in there for a day and a half, he's hurting her" the boy said as the thing that laid under my head moved.

      I moaned holding my head as it throbbed. My body ached in pain. The alpha's large steps walked over to me his large hand rested on my shoulder. I curled myself into a ball not wanting anyone to look at me. I was trying to hide my shame. I covered my head in shame.


      " She said that she was in the shed because she killed her mom" he said " But why would she think that?" He asked.


     " Rieka?" the alpha's voice questioned. I only curled further into a ball. The alpha looked over at the boy with a certain sadness. " Cameron, leave us alone for a couple minutes" He ordered. 


     " But-" He asked.


My alpha interrupted him " no, I need to talk to her. Alone" he said.

        Cameron huffed and pulled me off him. He stood up. He walked out displeased with my alpha's orders. The alpha uncurled me from my ball and took one look at me and sighed. He sat on the couch and picked me up. He sat me on his lap and turned me so I was pressed against his chest.


    " Sweet heart?" He asked. I looked up at him with tired eyes " Is what Cameron says about your father true?" He asked. I remained silent "you need to tell me, it is not uncommon for a wolf to go rogue and blame the child for the mates death" He said making me wince.

       It's only been two days but I can't stop thinking about her. I can't help but feel a burning in my chest that made me want to die. I couldn't stop my self from starting to cry. He looked at me with sadness.

        " I'm sorry sweetheart" He said.

      His large arms wrapped around my tiny frame trying to comfort me. He shushed me while patting my hair. Over time I realized that this was a method he had figured out had calmed me. In a couple more minutes he pushed me back and looked at me straight in the eyes.


          "Okay sweetheart, I need you to tell me something very, very important. I know you're smart enough to answer me, is your dad the one that locked you in the dog house?" He asked in a serious tone.

        I thought for a second. My father had just lost his wife, he did lock me in there and wrapped a collar around my throat, but I had caused my mother's death. I deserved it. My father couldn't be alone. I couldn't do that to him. He needed someone and I didn't trust anyone else with him.

       The alpha played with a strand of my hair waiting. I was tired and I think he would see that because he was giving me the time to think. But I couldn't tell him, my father needed me, I needed to stay with him so that he wouldn't be alone.


      " N-no" I said in my dry voice. "This man came into my room and covered my mouth, he dragged my down stairs and slammed my head into the side of the old dog house in our back yard. He looked at the dog house and smiled. I tried to scream to daddy for help but it was midnight and my voice was muffled by his hand. He wrapped a collar around my neck that burned my skin. He threw me inside and nailed the other side to the back of the dog house so I couldn't get out. My father never came in the back yard soo he couldn't hear me when I tried to call for him." I explained my lie.


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