Novel Palace
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Nyx's pov Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.
Guilt had never eaten me up this much, the first time I ever felt this way was when my now late father had constantly reminded me that I was the cause of my mother's death. She had died bearing me and now, all pack members made an effort to taunt me about how I was the cause of my father's death.-
It's been weeks since Alpha Titan had snapped his neck killing him, weeks since I was left outside on the open grounds to mourn my loss, weeks since I had been beating myself up and being distant from everyone, including Amara, Hera and myself.
Hera was in a state of mourning too. Despite the fact that she had hated him for putting us through shit, he was still our father and she felt a sense of grief knowing that he was gone.
Amara didn't really know what was going on, it didn't affect her that her grandpa had died. He had been a total stranger to her and he barely even recalled her name, she only knew she had a dead grandma.
My fingers felt numb from kneading the flour repeatedly, the pack members had suddenly stated that they desired British meat pies today and scones after tossing away the mouth watering pancakes I had made. Well, it was their loss, I would pick up the pancakes later for my daughter and I to eat.
I tried focusing on making the dough to perfection and not let grief and sadness distract me.
I got my hands off the dough and turned to the cooker only to see that the filling for the meat pies that I had been preparing was burning. I quickly put off the cooker and in panic, I picked up the hot pot, it burned my hands and I dropped the pot immediately. It fell to the ground with a clank spilling it's contents on the floor
I feelt a harsh blow dealt on my back sending me to the ground, my face hit the burnt pot as I fell and I screamed in agony as I felt my face burn.
The pain was searing.
"You bitch!" A hand grabbed my hair pulling me up, "What the fuck is wrong with you?"
It was the Beta's mate, Nora. Another person who made an effort in ensuring that my life was miserable and it seemed her cruelty only heightened with her pregnancy.
"Apart from spreading your legs, what else are you good at?" She hissed,"Burning meat pie fillings?"
"Let me go Nora." I struggled trying to pull her hands off me but my efforts were in vain. She slapped me across the face again where my skin had burnt.
"How dare you talk to me like that?!" She barked, "Do you know how expensive foodstuff are?" She asked with a dry laugh, "Oh no, you don't! You are so wretched you can't afford shit!" She said to me, "Wait till the Alpha hears of how you wasted and burnt food." She pushed me and I landed on the floor right on the spilled filling.
Let me handle this bitch! Hera growled.
Hera no! I shrieked but it was too late. She force took over and I felt her canines and claws come out.
"Stupid bitch!" She growled before lunging at a very startled and wide eyed Nora.
Hera pushed her to the ground and was about to claw at her face when she was suddenly thrown off her.
She hit the wall and I whimpered in pain as she howled. I quickly took back control.
The Beta, Carlo was standing before me glaring down at me with furry. I was picked up by the him as I whimpered submissively overwhelmed by his aura, his arms were around my shoulders gripping them hard as his claws dug into my skin, I could see his eyes glowering, "How dare you hurt my mate?" He boomed.
"I…" My words were halted with a slap across my cheek.
"Oh my God, I think I am bruised." I heard Nora whine as if in pain, "She pushed me so hard, what if the baby is hurt?"
The mention of the baby and whining of his mate seemed to fuel his anger more.
"I will deal with you before the Alpha even gets back." And with these words of his I was dragged out of the Kitchen and out side the pack house straight to the torture centre for rouges.
"Mummy…mummy…where are you going?" I heard Amara call after me as I was being taken there. She ran from where she had been playing alone and got in our way, "Leave her please."
"Get out of the way mutt!" Beta Carlo growled and kicked my child sending her to fall flat on the ground.
Tears fell freely this time around as I saw her being treated like this, I couldn't even say anything to console her and as he dragged me away, I could still hear her cries.
He pushed me into the enclosed cell like structure and banged the door shut. I was put on a chair and strapped on it. I wasn't nervous for what punishment he would mete out on me, this wasn't the first time I had been here but with the way his eyes glinted with hate, I was a bit scared of what exactly he was going to do to me.
"When I am done with you." He growled, "You will regret being born." He cracked his knuckles and looked over me for a while and then his lips curled in a smirk, "I don't think we should use the chair." He said and loosened the straps. He grabbed me leading to what resembled a high jump post with the bar, I could see cuffs with chains dangling from the top bar.
"What are you going to do?" I asked with great fear creeping in me. I had never seen this and it had never been used on me.
"You will see." He said and then he made me stand under it. He took gloves that were laying on a table nearby which also contained different torture tools.
He slipped on the gloves and picked up my right hand, he clamped the cuff to it and I howled in pain as it got clamped around my hand. I knew now why he had worn gloves, the cuffs were made of silver. The second hand was also fastened on the next silver cuff and then he smiled in satisfaction as my face scrunched up in pain. He walked over to where the whips were to get one to begin his torture.