CHAPTER ONE

The midnight pack Rayne's POV It felt like I was in two worlds. While my body felt numb and extremely punctured, my mind felt at ease like I was in the place the tales talked about. The place to adapt rest and serenity—the things I lacked and needed in my life. Slowly, I came around to my senses, but everything, with the inclusion of my memory, was only a hazy blur. And why on earth is my back attached to something so cold? And so strong? I could have sworn I was tied to a whale if that even makes any sense. I try to shake the uncomfortable feeling away, but it wouldn't disappear. I also tried to move out of whatever was behind me, but then I found out that my movements were restricted and my hands were cuffed around my back. Maybe the cold thing I was feeling against me was the outlet that my hands were cuffed around. Great, just great. But how did I get into this situation again? My head hurts as I tried hard to think about the events that had occurred leading to this. How did all this happen to me? Then slowly, it all began to come back. All the memories of last night's event flooded into my memory. An improvement, but still nothing much to hang on to, only a fragment of the total occurrence. Ruby and I went to the pack's party looking like the slaves we were....us getting into the kitchen area to cook and later, serve drinks and food.... Jenny coming to howl at us and pouring us pepper water.... Alpha Gilbert behind Jenny staring daggers at us and then later calling me a bitch.... Edward, mind-linking Ruby, telling her to return us to the packhouse as soon as possible— no, immediately...Ruby not wanting to leave me alone, sensing I might actually get killed..... us getting into a random car and turning the car around to get us far away from the claws of the pack's power owner... Gilbert sending some security after us ...the security shooting at our tyre and screen....a bullet grazing over my face .... Me losing grip of the steering...The car flipping over and landing the wrong way as Ruby and I dangled from our seatbelts..... Ruby calling out to a disillusioned me... fit of mockery laughter going off around us, as well as the clattering sound of camera..... The last thing I saw was a flash from the camera...and lastly, everything suddenly going black, quiet, and somewhat peaceful. That was it! I almost said out loud, but my throat felt dry and painful. That was what happened! I roared in my mind. I was in an accident with Ruby. But where the hell is Ruby? Where was she? She was in the accident too I'm sure of that And why was I handcuffed to a very long pole instead of being treated in a hospital? Where are my parents? That was when it hit me like a brick wall was thrown to my head only this was a little heavier. Like a heavy flood, the memories I tried so hard to push behind my subconsciousness come rushing in. My parents were long dead! I was a refugee in a foreign pack! Somehow, I found out I was mated to the Alpha, but before we could accept our mating bond, everything crashed before my eyes courtesy of his friends who plotted against me and the Alpha who mercilessly fell for their lies. "Alpha, look. The brat is finally awake!" A taunting voice I knew very well said, as the owner of the voice took an intimidating stance in front of me. Lucas!. The midnight pack!. "Looks like she finally decided that it was time to come around. Do you know just how many times I have tried shaking and pushing and pulling you awake?" Alpha Gilbert spat into my face, seething. I raised my head and saw him standing before me in all his glory —6.7ft tall, muscles filled arms, jet Black medium-length hair, full pink lips, broad shoulders, and in no doubt, the finest piece of male I've ever seen. He was a freaking adonis! A walking sex god! But inside all of his beautiful compartments were worms and bitterness. An Alpha so cruel. He could be the monster the tales spoke of. The only thing was that he wasn't always like this. He was sweet, loving, and caring to me until he wasn't. The Alpha, in all his Majesty, sent a kick to my side, one that would have sent me sprawling, if not for the pole supporting me. I felt the cut around my wrist deepen as the binds bit further into my flesh. "So you actually thought that you could run away, huh? You thought that you could escape? Did we not tell all of you puny wolves that the only escape available for you is your death?" Jenny asked with a menacing smile. "Poor thing...you should have probably died with your parents right?" She said pulling my hair. A grunt escaped my lips. That was horrendous. I feel horrible. What had happened to Ruby? What did they do to her? And of course, they didn't have the decency to take me and Ruby to a hospital first. They are just brutal that way. Especially the witch called Jenny, the Zeta, and the chief of all monsters, Alpha Gilbert Ford. "So is it actually true? You did spike the event meal with bitter flavors and sleeping pills? Do you want to embarrass me in front of these great people and that too, at my residence? Making them neglect my entertainment and leave the party before it comes to an end? Do you know how much damage you caused to my reputation?" a punch to my face sent my hair sprawling all over my face and sticking to the blood on my face. "Do you fucking know what you did to me, pig?" The fucking son of a bitch Gilbert screamed and I flinched back, using my shoulder to pat my stinging cheeks which only caused them to hurt the more. "I didn't do anything like that, please believe me. I'm sorry things turned out the way they did but that wasn't my intention. I excused the kitchen to the restroom for a bit and met the rookus when I returned. I promise I didn't do anything to tint your reputation " I cried out, hoping my pleas fell on a fruitful soily heart but like the last six months, Gilbert was rock-hearted. understand. He sent a kick to my side that made something in my body crack, most likely one of my ribs or pairs. Maybe I will finally die here since the accident didn't kill me. "You are not allowed to speak, Omega." Jenny snarled, pulling at my hair. She spat on my face before letting me free. I knew that the wise thing to do was to probably keep my mouth shut and succumb to their verbal insults and very physical hits, but I couldn't help it because even in my lowly state, I knew every wolf, regardless of the position the apparent lack of, as one in my position, has every right to speak. Not to mention the additional fact of being an American citizen. I have the right to speak and a right to a fair hearing, which I knew at least. "You are the reason I was denounced to an Omega. I know that and you know that too. What the hell did I ever do to you, huh? Why do you hate me so much? First, was you stabbing me and throwing silvers at me? What satisfaction will you gain if I die? Would you feed on my corpse?" I said with all the strength I could muster, even though I was restrained, I did my best to swing her a kick. That is of course if the gentle pat I made on her leg is qualified to be called a kick. I was so worn out, with my body drenched in my very own sweat and blood. I was feeling fly with my response until suddenly, with a speed and force that I couldn't even comprehend, a hit on my cheek that pushed my head obliquely with absolute ease sent me doubling over. The pig Lucas had punched me in my face! The kind of hit I was sure would definitely leave one helm of a swelling and a very big swelling later. Another kick to my head had my head spinning. I felt like I had secured an internal injury. My mouth tasted of blood and saliva. I just hope that all I get is an injury and that I have not lost a tooth. That would be a terrible thing to happen, seeing I was already a few down. It was at times like this that my wolf would surface and fight...if I hadn't had her tamed. The priest had warned that if I didn't tame her and her nature gets to be found or heard of by the villain Alpha that wiped out my race from earth's surface, I would join my ancestors sooner than the prophecy had revealed. A lot sooner than that I might add... enough of that, where is Ruby? "Where—" I began to speak, my voice hoarse and groggy with thirst and pain and followed by a lot of blood being coughed out of my system. "Please t-tell me where Ruby is." I coughed out, spitting out blood afterward. there was so much blood that my eyes began to spin immediately. "Where is Ruby? What have you done to her?" I finally managed to ask. "A kick for every question." was the reply Gilbert gave me before he delivered another punch to my face. My lips were immediately covered with my blood soon after that and I was sure I was going to die. " she would live. But I'm not so sure about you" Gilbert replied with a fucked up smile. He stretched out his hands and Jenny handed him an iron-swirled whip with thorns-like beads on the tip. I was sure I was going to die. These shitheads will flog me and then leave me in this dark room to bleed to death. And yes, even my white wolf's fast healing powers will not help me now, because the priest had tamed all of my abilities. "Please don't kill me" I whispered, my face mixed with dried and fresh blood, saliva, and sweat. "Bold of you to think that the words of a waste of good space would make any changes..." Gilbert whispered into my ears as he gathered my hair into his fist and pulled it. "Did you actually think that I will listen to your words—the words of a liar and a thief? A rogue for all you're worth?" "I think the right words are a lying, cheating, and pathetic whore" Jenny added and they all fell into a fit of laughter. Gilbert raised the iron whip and I was already anticipating my death—cold, painful, and slow. I clenched my eyes shut as I awaited the pain from the whip but it never came or not.... I felt the spirit leave my body and I could have sworn I saw my parents looking at me with blood in their eyes. I knew even them were ashamed of what had become of me, but yet again, it wasn't going to last—it won't be forever. Not because I was hoping for Edward or the goddess to save me but because I was going to avenge my course with everything I've got. I must try to survive their hits and all forms of brutality. I would not die no matter what. I must live to take revenge on these psychopaths that made my life worse than a living hell. I must live! I must live to avenge my parents death! Those Villain Wolf Pack must pay for everything they ever did to me and my people!