~JADE~ “What the fuck is this about?” Hunter all but growled as he shoved me into what I presume must be a small office in the council hall, and the sound of the door slamming shut behind us enclosed the threat in his growl in this tiny space. I couldn’t even bear to harbour shame with the way he had dragged me from where I stood before the elders and all the way across the hall into this tiny room. It still remains quite unfathomable to me how easy it was for him to change from a loving and doting mate to this man who cannot even seem to stand the sight of me. Not one iota of respect did he think to grant me, almost as if I was never worth a thing to him. “I have a few questions.” "If this is another plot of yours to gaslight me with your words or to beg, save your breath.” Hunter snapped. “It is neither of the two; I just want you to answer my questions with honesty. All I need to know is the truth, and once I hear the truth from your mouth, I’ll accept your rejection like y
~JADE~I don't even think I remember when the trial started. No. I shook my head mentally; this wasn’t a trial because there wasn’t even anything to try here. This was some twisted judgment-day shit going on. This ceased to be a trial from the moment my own mate didn’t even believe me or try to fight for me. After accepting Hunter’s rejection, I walked out of that tiny office space with my heart in the pit of my stomach. Was it naivety because he was the first man I ever loved and I didn’t see things I probably should’ve noticed? Looking back at everything that has happened throughout the two years of our relationship, I guess I was just too naive to see things for what they really were. Hunter was always territorial and possessive, and one time when I complained about it to my mother because he was being too restrictive, she told me that was normal for Alpha wolves and their mates. She said wolves were territorial, so it made sense. I used to get all happy when Hunter would beco
~JADE~ Did I make the right choice when I answered that Hunter wasn’t the father of the child I was carrying? It may not have been the right thing to do given the kind of mess I am in already, but their shocked expressions were more than enough satisfaction for me in that moment. Hunter and Alpha Orion were the ones who looked the most shocked by my response. I guess Hunter probably expected me to insist the child was his and use that as an excuse to hold onto him and beg for mercy, but I was done with begging him to see me and to hear me after I accepted his rejection. He didn’t even believe me these past few days that I have been trying to tell him that I was carrying his child, and suddenly he’s shocked that I am not clinging onto him. What was there to cling onto in the first place? The shocked expression on their faces didn’t last long and had quickly turned into disgust as soon as the meaning of my words had settled in. Hunter had snarled to show his disgust, and his pa
~JADE~ The whip whistled through the air as it came down on me, cutting through my skin effortlessly with a bitter sting that only became harsher with each lash. I had to stop counting somewhere along the way, unable to focus on anything else aside from the fire hot pain that seared through my body with every merciless stroke of the whip. My vision blurred with welled up tears; despite the tears raining down my cheeks, more waterworks welled up in my eyes, and it wouldn’t stop pouring. All my attempts to simply dissociate from this very moment seemed futile. All I could think of and feel was the pain on my back, my arm, and every part of my skin that the whip lashed onto. Despite my tears, the only satisfaction I didn’t give Hunter or the audience that gathered around was the sound of my cries. I bit back every moan, swallowing around every choked sound of anguish that threatened to spill out of me. My body flamed in agony, and each blow from the whip propelled my frame forward
~JADE~ The dance of shame was just as they called it. I’m not sure what I expected given the name, but this truly was the dance of shame. I wasn’t given the liberty of a minute of rest, nor was I accorded the courtesy to either get cleaned or even have my wounds treated. The open cuts on my back from the whip that hadn’t healed yet trickled blood down my back, and the wound stung continuously as my sweat dripped into it. They could’ve at least given me a few minutes with the pack doctor; a few healing herbs to cover my wounds would’ve helped, but none of that happened. I was dragged away from the platform where I was publicly flogged, branded, and jostled through the streets of the pack, half-naked. A few of the mated she-wolves in the pack rallied behind me, clapping as they sang the words of my shameful deeds and dishonour. The elders followed behind; Hunter and his family and my family were also in the crowd behind me. I could still faintly smell Hunter and the familiar scent of
~JADE~Levena whined softly as my thoughts reached her: ‘We don’t need them. We’ll be fine.’ My wolf grumbled, attempting to reassure me. ‘They’re casting us out, like we never mattered. They’re treating us like we were never a part of this pack, like we weren’t family. How can we be fine, Lev? I am pregnant; we’ll be alone in the woods with no one.’ I reminded her; perhaps she’s forgotten all about the pregnancy that I lied about. ‘We will find help; we will find a new pack; the goddess knows we are innocent, and she’ll never leave us stranded. She’ll send help.’ She replied with conviction, and I shook my head. The goddess watched me all these years while I suffered under my aunt’s brute force and did nothing. Shouldn't the goddess have predicted that I'd be discarded by my mate? Yet she still went ahead and made Hunter my mate. ‘I have no faith in the goddess Levana. I doubt if she even exists, because all she’s done is watch me suffer; she never came to my aid, and I don’t see
~JADE~ *3 months later*Twigs snapped under my barefoot as I walked, pushing aside the oddly shaped tree branches and shrubs in my pathway. A few days after I was banished, I was self-conscious about so many things; being naked was one of them. I had wandered along the pack border for two days, looking for the perfect time to sneak back in without getting caught.I couldn’t just roam the forest with only my underwear, but also because it was bloodied and had already started smelling on the second day. So late at night, when I knew the guards weren’t as vigilant, I snuck in and went to the tree where I usually kept a change of clothes whenever Hunter and I went on our weekly run in the woods.Being naked wasn’t a big deal among our kind, so I didn’t need to keep garments in the trees for when we went for a run, but Hunter had always been so territorial and had mentioned that he didn’t want anyone seeing what belonged to him. How ironic that was, because he was the same person who took
*4 MONTHS LATER*~HUNTER~“You cannot know better than your parents. Hunter, come back here right this instance!” My mother’s voice carried a resounding boom along the walls of my childhood home as I stormed down the stairs. “Hunter!” she yelled, “your father isn’t done talking to you. If you take another foot off those stairs.” The threat in her voice hung thick and unwavering, and I knew better than to test the theory of what would happen if I chose to ignore her. I turned on my heel, facing back the way I came, and Mom stood at the top of the staircase. I might be an Alpha, but my mom has always been scary, despite being an Omega. That woman will always give me a run for my money, and she can be pretty scary when she wants to be. “Go back to your father,” she muttered, hands on her hips.“Mom…” I began to say, but she waved her hand, cutting me off.“I have no interest in what you have to say, Hunter. You’ll climb back up these stairs and make your way to your father’s office li