Chapter 1

*Monica's pov*

"This is the only way we can return the peace to this pack!" Thelma, my mother half yelled.

I looked at her in shock, my heart was broken, I seriously can't believe that she and my step father were both willing to sacrifice me to the rouge Alpha just like that. I knew they both hated me, but I didn't know they hated me this much.

Everyone knows about the ruthless Alpha and how cold blooded he is and they are willing to sell me off to him, something I wouldn't even wish upon my own enemy.

"Please mother, please rethink your decision." I fell to my knees, crying and pleading to them.

"It's already been decided, you yourself have seen the state of things, we keep getting attacked by those damn rouges and we've had enough! For peace to be restored to this pack, the rouge Alpha has demanded for you to be sold to him and that's what we are going to do." She turned her back to me.

I crawled to where she stood and held the hem of her dress. "Please mother, I'm willing to do anything else that you ask of me, anything at all. Just please don't sell me off, please I'm begging you, I'll willingly continue to be a slave here, just please don't sell me off." I wailed.

 "You will continue to be a slave Monica, but not to me. Nothing you say will change your fate, this is the life that has been given to you, live it without complaint."

"It's not my fault that you were born unlucky!" She spat before kicking me off and leaving the room.

I tried going after her but the door got locked the minute she stepped out.

"She's not allowed to leave that room until tonight when she'll be taken to Alpha Baxter." I heard her ordered.

"Please let me go." I cried, while banging the door with my fist, but it was all useless, I have no one. No one will save me.

I felt so weak and helpless, my legs suddenly gave out. In a twinkle of an eye, my whole life turned upside down, a life which was once filled with joy turned into a nightmare the day my father passed away.

My own mother whom I had thought loved me was only pretending and her true colors were finally revealed a few days after my father was buried. She didn't even take long to get married to another Alpha and that was when I began to question her love for my father.

Did she ever love him? Love us? I asked myself this question so many times and as much as I would hate to admit the truth, she never did.

I've been turned to a slave in my own home, mistreated in the worst possible way by both my motherand step father and as if that wasn't enough, they want to sell me off to a man who was known to be the devil himself.

I've always wished for my life to get better, but it seems to more I wished for that, the worse it became and it made me give up the hope of a better life.

"Why did you have to leave me father?'' I whispered in tears.

The only I wish for is death, because only then will this miserable life come to an end.

I hugged myself as I cried my eyes out and before I knew it, I fell asleep.

The sound of my door being opened forced me to wake up, I hurriedly stood up when I saw two guards.

"Let's go." One said grumpily.

"No, I'm not leaving this room!" I stated while moving backwards in fear. "Please." I cried.

"Sorry Monica, this is an order we can't go against." 

They both rushed towards and they each grabbed my arm. I screamed, cried and pleaded for them to free me, I even tried struggling to free myself but it was all useless.

I was dragged outside where my motherand father were already waiting with some guards.

"Please." I cried when our gaze met.

I would never forget the hatred I saw in both their eyes, there wasn't a single bit of remorse there. Just hate.

One thing I would never be able to understand was why my motherhate me so much. 

In no time we began our journey to the border, my hands were tied and I was being dragged along.

When we arrived at the boundary separating both packs, we met some people already waiting, but Alpha Baxter was nowhere to be seen.

"We've fulfilled our own end of the bargain. I do hope Alpha Baxter will keep to his words." My step father said in a loud voice.

"He gave you his word, you should trust him. Now bring the girl!" The man yelled back.

And without a second thought, without hesitation, I was thrown to the other side of the boundary.

"Convey our greetings to the Alpha." My step father said.

Once everything has been finalized, they all left and they didn't even spare me a second glance.

Hot tears streamed down my cheeks as I watched them leave.

When the man who spoke to my father roughly pulled me up, I didn't bother to fight back or struggled with him. After all, what was left for me to fight for.

I've been sold out, used as a sacrificial lamb without hesitation.

I didn't know what the future holds for me now, but I was sure it helds nothing but a life filled with more pain and sorrow.

One thing I kept on praying for was for death to embrace me. I felt so weak and tired of this miserable life of mine.

As it seems. Even the goddess has turned her back on me.

The journey to the Trinity pack was a lonely one and each step I took only brought me closer to my doom.