"It's been almost a week since anyone saw you, Luna." Lacys concerned voice isn't surprising.
Staring blankly at the closed curtains, I give no sign of response. I'd stopped responding a few days back, after giving the same answer time and time again, I didn't see the point in talking.
Three weeks.
Three weeks since I arrived here, and it feels like a lifetime ago. At first I carried on smiling, I talked with the pack and held up the act of the gentle Luna that I know they all believe. I tried so hard to keep them happy, I tried to pretend like I wasn't stuck here, I tried so hard to just be happy. But I couldn't do it, every minute it got harder, every day my smile began to fade and after a week...I considered ending it all.
The pack expected perfection through the day, and by night Hardin comes in and does as he pleases with me. The past two nights he hasn't been back after I slapped him. I assume he's still enraged, and I'm still frightened of what punishment he'll give me.
But let's be real, he deserved it.
"I've brought food." Lacy says, and I hear the door being pushed further open.
"Get out." My voice rings with ice, anger that none of them have seen before rising to the surface.
Don't do it. The little frightened girl inside of me pleads, the person that I once was not so long ago. Part of me knows she's right, Hardin won't like my attitude. Do I really wish to anger him more?
"I'll leave it here, I hope you eat something, Luna." Lacy whispers, the door shutting not two seconds later.
Closing my eyes, I ignore the smell of cooked food, my stomach twisting with the urge to vomit. I've never been a huge eater due to my parents, but being treated as Hardins dumpster slut is seriously messing me up. The more I try and deal with my new life, the more I try and accept it, the more sickened I become. Less energy, less hunger, less everything.
Maybe I'll fade away completely one day? Will I then be free?
Even with my eyes sore and closed, I didn't sleep. Such things are privilege now, and it doesn't come often or by choice. I'm awake until I become completely exhausted, then I pass out for a while.
Remember who you are, don't let them change you. My brothers words ring clear through my skull, a promise that I regret making, its getting harder to hold onto who I was.
~ ONE WEEK BEFORE ~
His fresh seed seeps from between my clenched thighs, the familiar feeling of utter humiliation consuming me. I didn't move an inch, nor until I heard the door close as he leaves to do his daily pack business.
Do I truly mean so little to him?
Sniffling back the tears, I pick up my phone, my finger hovering over the name that I so desperately wanted to talk to right now. But could I? How could I pretend to be fine?
The screen suddenly flashes, and his name appears, my phone vibrating. My entire body stiffens, turning cold with fear, but I didn't ignore his sixtieth call.
Answering it, I press the phone to my ear.
"Kalli!? Tell me what's going on, mom said you married some Alpha from up north. What the hell were you thinking?" My brothers infuriated, yet equally worried tone only breaks my heart.
My lip trembles, tears brimming my eyes. Tightening my grip on the phone, I pull my aching knees to my chest.
"Kalli?"
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Everlasting
Lupi mannariAbused from a young age, Katalayha Slovak was forced to run a house hold, tormented and tortured at every turn. She was the maid, the chef, the cleaner, the punching bag, the daughter that was never wanted. All her life she has been hurt by those wh...