Chapter 2

(Amber's POV) I felt my soul leaving my body as darkness engulfed my vision, rendering me unable to move a single step. "How disgusting! This filthy Omega's blood has stained my latest designer dress..." It was my stepsister's mocking voice that made me realize I wasn't dreaming. My father had actually used his claws to pierce through my mate's throat. On the ground, my mate was still writhing in agony. Rae's angry and pained voice brought my focus back. My gaze turned into daggers, aimed at my stepsister and immediately shut her up! "Listen... Amber! Have you forgotten my words?" My father smirked, stopping me from approaching my mate. As his grimy hand clung to my arm, a sickening knot formed in my stomach, and a fiery surge coursed through my veins! Despite in pain, Rae took over. My hands turned into sharp claws and angrily threw my father aside. We immediately rushed towards our mate! "Please... No! You'll be fine," Rae kept licking his wounds, making a last-ditch effort to save him, but he was bleeding out too fast... No one could survive that kind of wound... not even the strongest Alpha. The despair and grief that pooled in our souls was overwhelming. Hope was fading. I didn't want to miss the last chance to tell my mate how much I longed for him. "Please Rae... let me talk to him... I need him to know that I didn't want this to happen..." I sobbed hopelessly in my mind and reluctantly, she gave control back to me. The only sound in the now deathly silent banquet hall was my father's warning growls and snarls as I shifted back and crouched over my mate. I stared down at him with tears streaming down my face as I pressed my hands over the wound on his neck in a futile effort to stem the flow of his blood. I knew it was too deep, but I had to try. "I'm so sorry," I choked as I leaned forward and pressed my forehead against his, "I never wanted this to happen... I want you... I want us... please don't leave me..." His crimson eyes connected with mine as his hand reached upwards and landed weakly on my own. "You..." he gasped as I sobbed loudly, "this is all because of you..." It felt like my heart had stopped. I blinked in shock as I looked down at him, Rae's mournful howl echoing loudly in my head. "No! That's..." I protested as he weakly tried to push me away, his eyes beginning to lose focus. "This is your fault." He murmured weakly, "If I wasn't your mate... this would never have happened." "Please... don't say that... I'm sorry..." I sobbed in a broken whisper as his breathing became shallower. I hugged him harder and tighter, fantasizing that his life wouldn't be drained away so fast because of it. "I curse you..." he gasped as he stared weakly up at me, the anger and rage burning brightly in his eyes, "I, Eric Johnson, curse you with my life to never be happy, to be betrayed for all eternity—". With his last breath, his eyes rolled and his hand fell away from my chest. "No!" A hiss of despair shook out of my chest and I felt unable to breathe. The tears streamed down my face as I screamed into the oppressive silence as Rae howled her grief alongside my own, but suddenly, there was an ill-timed taunt from behind me, "Don't be a drama Queen Amber... he is nothing... was nothing. This is for the best." I looked back at my father, who looked at me with disdain, as if this life didn't matter. "Why would you do this?" I growled, my eyes blazing furiously as I stood to the side of my now-dead mate's body, "I'm already going to reject him! Why are you killing people at will?" "Watch your language!" Father inhaled angrily." Have you forgotten that bitch? I told you, only death will put an end to accidents! I will never allow another omega gene in my family! EVER!" That bitch? I knew he was talking about my mother. My father hated me just because my mother was a homeless omega, and he saw it as a punishment from the Goddess for tainting his noble Alpha bloodline. "Someone!" Without waiting for me to retaliate, he angrily ordered the guards, "Take Amber away!" Everyone in the room remained silent, afraid to speak. I see my stepmother and stepsister not far away looking at me with smiles on their faces. I must look like a clown right now! "Amber! I told you! He's an asshole! You can't trust anything he says!" Rea yells in my head. Yes, we can't trust him anymore, everything he says is a lie, it's all to control me better, there's no way he'll ever respect me, much less actually let me see my mother! "Rae, do you fear death?" My scarlet gaze fixed on the hypocritical bastard, the blood from his fingers still not dry. Rae didn't answer me, but my bones began to rattle, my joints began to extend outward, and as I let out a roar of rage, I quickly lunged at the bastard! My fangs sank sharply into his arm and the taste of blood spread through my mouth. The taste of blood turned us on. "Bitch... HOW DARE YOU?" Rage spilled from my father's mouth. "Ow-" He SHIFTED into a huge black wolf and threw me out with force. The huge difference in strength caused me to be quickly thrown against the wall by him. I heard the sound of cracking ribs and blood quickly spurted out of my mouth. "Someone! Wolfsbane!" I vaguely heard someone give the order. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my neck and a wave of excruciating pain rushed through my body, as if fire traveled through my veins and I writhed in agony on the floor. "Hopefully the wolfsbane will knock some sense into you and if that doesn't then an indefinite stay in the dungeons until you learn to behave well." He whispered hatefully into my ear as I clawed desperately at my own skin. He released his hold on my neck and stepped back, taking a deep breath as he ran his hands through his hair. "My apologies," He said with a somber voice, "She's not well mentally, as you can see. That's the only reason that I never introduced her to you. Guys... she's simply too unstable. " As my consciousness began to fade and I felt rough hands grab hold of me, I swore to myself that no matter what happened, one day I would seek my revenge... no matter how long it took.