I swallow roughly as both of the Alphas hold me tightly between them.
“The chase was fun for a while. What wasn’t so fun is when you allowed other packs your attention. Didn’t you know that you are all ours, Omega?”
I shake my head as best as I can. “I will never be yours.”
A slap across my face has me yelping out in pain. The skin burns as I bring my hand up to clutch the area that I know will bruise.
“Wrong. You are ours. Tonight, we have made sure of that,” Scott chuckles darkly as he steps away.
My cheek throbs but I look up at my two remaining parents with so much regret.
The fire that had started to burn inside of me has been snuffed out.
I should have known that it was a mistake saying no to these Alphas.
I should have been thankful to have their attention.
I should have said yes to them courting me.
Maybe if I didn’t fuck up, my parents wouldn’t have met their maker.
Maybe my life would have been peaceful in whatever way I could have made it.
Maybe I wouldn’t have watched as Jason and Matt held pistols up to my dad and papa’s foreheads.
Maybe I wouldn’t have watched the light being taken from their eyes.
Maybe I wouldn’t have been taken from the pack that raped me for the next six years.
Maybe I wouldn’t have had to kill the four men that held me captive.
Maybe I wouldn’t feel the need to constantly look over my shoulder, terrified that I didn’t do it right. That they still haunt the shadows, waiting for me.
A hand on my shoulder has me startling out of my flashback.
Gripping my chest, I can feel just how fast my heart is racing. That familiar sickness that claws my insides everytime I think back to that night, turns my stomach contents.
“Valentina, it's okay. You are safe honey. You are at home. No one is going to hurt you.”
The sound of Mrs. Perry’s voice has me slowlycalming down.
I look up at her motherly face and attempt the best smile I can imagine.
“Thank you. I’m sorry for freaking out like that,” I apologize but the older woman is already shaking her head.
“Don’t you dare apologize for something you can’t control, Valentina. You should know me better than that by now,” she berates me just like I knew she would.
I sigh, shaking my head as I push up off the door that has been holding me up.
“Do you need me to stay for a while?”
I look towards the hallway that leads to both mine and Amity’s bedrooms.
“How did she go down tonight?” I question, trying to divert the attention away from me. Amity is a very predictable sleeper. If she goes to sleep early, she will be up early. If she goes to bed later, she will give me a sleep in.
The fates seem to be on my side when Mrs. Perry replies with, “She went down late tonight. Little Miss was a bit hyper.”
She laughs and I smile even though my heart clenches at just how much I miss her.
